Escaped

# destiny
Xu Youyou, daughter of the Xu family who had been sent to the countryside to nurse her health years ago, had returned to uphold the marriage promise with the Lin family. On the eve of her wedding, the groom escaped abroad in search of his dream girl. The crowd gasped and watched on excitedly. Xu Youyou’s only comment was, “Okay.” The next instant, her fair hands had seized the collar of a man’s shirt as she asked sweetly, “Mr. Mo, can you marry me?” The business tycoon, Mo Shenbai, was aloof, abstinent, mysterious, and kept a low profile. Having dominated the challenging business industry for ten years, no media was bold enough to post a picture of him, and no woman was able to catch his eye. Everyone said that Mo Shenbai’s marriage with Xu Youyou was only a contract, and they would surely divorce after a year. Xu Youyou was happily reading these rumors about her, but then she noticed something was off, She didn’t have to pay for her shopping, nor choose her food, and everyone would ardently greet her wherever she went, calling her “Mrs. Xu.” Then, Mo Shenbai’s dream girl came back, and Xu Youyou’s ex-fiance confessed, “Youyou, only my love for you is true. Come back to me. I won’t dislike you.” Before Xu Youyou could answer him, the domineering man embraced her and said in a low and seductive voice, “Baby, didn’t you tell him that you already have a proof of our love in here?” He placed his warm hand on her flat tummy. Xu Youyou blushed, and the ex-fiance’s eyes turned red…

Extreme Pampering After Marriage

    The originally high-tech room had been replaced with a pink and tender girlish style. The beddings were a festive red, and the curtains were pink and Lacy. The most terrible thing was that her computer chair and computer desk had disappeared and were replaced with a pink mirror.


  Cheng Ying didn't notice her son's expression at all. She only cared about whether her daughter-in-law liked it or not. &Quot; lan lan, do you like it? "


  "Like my ass." &Quot; mom, " Xu Jialu retorted, " your taste has gone backward by fifty years. &Quot;


  Cheng Ying glared at him. &Quot; what are you talking about? What's not good about it? it's not better than the silver and gray colors you had before! Why are you so disheartened at such a young age!"


  "What I have is called a sense of technology! A sense of technology! Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!" Xu Jialu was so angry that he almost rolled his eyes.


Heartache for a man is the beginning of a woman's misfortune (1)