﻿Passion Honey

Shocking! The famous Lin family in Jinchuan went bankrupt.
The public: Who made it happen?
Insider: The unworthy descendant, Lin Wanli!
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Shocking! The ruler of Jinchuan, Huo Guixiao, is getting married!
The public: Who is the bride?
Insider: The domineering and arrogant Lin Wanli!
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Shocking! The identity of the person in charge of Taixi Biology had been revealed.
The public: Who is the CEO?
Insider: Is it still... Lin Wanli?
That loser?!
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In her previous life, Lin Wanli was tricked by her best friend, framed by her scumbag father, and rejected by her grandmother. She couldn't even protect her eight-month-old daughter, who was tossed in the trash by her nanny.

After reincarnating, Lin Wanli desperately seized the opportunity to exact revenge. She also won over the man who helped avenge her. It's just... She always thought that man also reincarnated. This was until she realized he could easily read her mind.

"Mr. Huo, isn't it a little rude of you to have reincarnated with special skills?" Lin Wanli asked.

"When did I ever say I reincarnated?" He asked.

"Did I misunderstand you?"

"Not exactly. I do have a special skill. For example, I could hear you complaining about the bed being too small last night," he replied.

After Learning How to Read Minds, Mr. Huo Takes Me to Bed Every Night!

In fact, the Old Madam's misjudgment of Lin Wanli was far more than this. She had no way of knowing how tolerant and ruthless Lin Wanli was. Even if Ye Zhenzhen were to die in front of her, she would not be able to let go of what happened in her previous life.

Moreover, did the Ye family think that the Old Madam had no other choice?

Could it be that, other than being helpless, the Old Madam really wasn't moved by Lin Wanli's ability?

The mother and daughter of the Ye family refused to lower their heads, but the Old Madam was always 'flexible'. As long as she could get benefits, she did not care how much pride she would have to lose. It had been like this for many years.

It was ten in the evening. The afterglow of the setting sun was like paint, dyeing the sky crimson. Feather-like clouds were tugging in the sky, shaped like a flapping goose.

Huo Jiuxiao Was Unhappy Today, Right?