Master Bao

Qin Yu had lost both her parents when she was young and was all alone. Since then, she lived with her father’s comrade-in-arms.
Due to the huge inheritance that her father had left behind, her foster mother had attempted to murder her repeatedly. In order to survive, she could only pretend to be a mentally disabled child.
It wasn't easy for her to reach adulthood, yet her foster mom wanted to marry her off to a powerful and influential family.
She heard that her fiancé was blind and had a violent personality.
However, no matter how ruthless he was, was he as ruthless as her foster mom?
In order to escape from this terrifying family, she decisively agreed to marry that person in her sister’s place.
Soon, news of a fool marrying a blind man spread like wildfire.
Their marriage had become the hottest laughing stock locally.
However, after she married him, she realized that everything was not what the rumors said.
Her husband was not blind at all, and he was not cruel. He was gentle and refined, and he treated her like a treasure.
And she wasn't mentally deranged. She'd only pretended to be a fool to flee from her foster mom’s attempted murders.
What surprised her, even more, was that she had known her husband for a long time. A long time ago, they had been best friends online.
It was no wonder that her husband was as cold as ice to all women, lying that he was blind and unapproachable. But in front of her, he was as gentle as a lamb and did not hide anything.


EndlessFantasy Translation 

The Blind Lover

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In a garden full of blooming flowers, a man sat on the balcony with his eyes slightly shut. After sometime, he picked up the perfume bottle on the glass table next to him and casually looked at it.

This was the perfume that made Tang Rou lose her mind?

Qi Heng casually took off the bottle cap and sprayed it in the air a few times.

The aroma molecules began to produce subtle changes bit by bit.

Qi Heng sniffed for a moment, and his originally casual expression changed slightly.

Then, he frowned, spritzed a little, and then closed his eyes once again.

When he opened his eyes, a few traces of doubt appeared in his eyes.

It had been a long time since he had touched perfume. It was not for any other reason, but because he had already achieved the highest accolade one could possible achieve.

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