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What would you do if your ex, who left you five years ago without bothering to say a goodbye, is now standing in front of you at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau?

Surely, you wouldn't marry her.

But did I mention I'm in dire need of a wife?
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Song Jingren, self-made Billionaire has one rule– Pity any Tom, Dick or Harry but never offer it to his one and only materialistic and vain ex!

Long Reine aka Zuni, proud Mafia princess, has two problems– Uncontrollable Nasty Temper and her Un-seducable Ice block hubby!
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Excerpt: 

"Get out!" Song Jingren told his flash married wife. 

"Hubby, you are kicking out your one and only beautiful wife?" Zuni gaped at him. "Mom was right, I shouldn't fall at male beauty but at their intelligence. What can I say I'm a sucker for beauty!" As she realised that she spoke too much nonsense, she put hands on her mouth and shook her head as if she didn't mean it . "Hubby, I was wrong. Forgive, wifey.  I am not a sucker for male beauty but for you. Your chiselled face is still on the top of the list. Add your bank balance, you are unbeatable." 

"Didn't I tell you to stop calling me by that disgusting nickname that makes my skin crawl?" Song Jingren coldly said. He hated her for making his resolve of throwing his ex out of his life weaker with each passing moment. 

Zuni pouted adorably.  

"I'm not calling you Baobei. Our status has been upgraded," Zuni shot back. She then flashed him a blinding smile as she hugged his arm. "Baobei, you are now upgraded to hubby."

"Scram, "Song Jingren coldly said. 


Hubby: 1, Wifey: 0
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Excerpt Two: 

"Happy Birthday, Hubby, " Zuni smiled brightly at her husband as the clock struck twelve. "Now quickly open your birthday gift!"

Song Jingren looked all around the room but didn't find any supposedly birthday gift. "Where is my birthday gift?"

"I'm your birthday gift, dummy, "His wife replied as a matter of fact. 

Wifey: 1, Hubby: 0


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Flash Marriage: I Accidentally Married A Mafia Princess

"Who the hell made it compulsory to wear formal dresses at parties?" Zuni grumbled.

Zoe sighed for the nth time. Her sister came home quite pissed. It should be her who was pissed, not Zuni. The girl stole her clothes and yet she was grumbling all evening. Sometimes, she couldn't understand Zuni's logic.

"If you don't like dresses, why are you wearing one?" Zoe questioned.

"I hate this dress. I hate everyone, " Zuni muttered under her breath. She looked at her figure in the mirror. The dark green ruffled taffeta asymmetrical mini dress was looking good on her. She had paired it with a black clutch and black heels. Yes, her feet still hurt like hell but she would not leave her house in anything other than high heels.

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