Spicy Rich Girl

Six years ago, she signed the ten-month agreement with all her sorrows, and as agreed, she received the down payment. But when the agreed time came, the buyer did not show up to claim the 'treasure'. What was going on?
Six years later, her precious son surprisingly told her, "Mommy, people might wear the same clothes or drive the same car, but I met someone today who actually has the same face as me! Can you believe it?"
"Don't talk nonsense, how could someone look exactly like you?"
Her son, dissatisfied, pulled his friend out. "Don't you believe me? Just take a look!"
Lin Xiangwan took a glance, then, thud, she fainted, collapsing onto the ground.
Who on earth... is this...?

My CEO Baby Daddy Keeps Falling for My Tricks

Faced with Lin Xiangwan's fury, Qin Muchuan lightly chuckled. "Well, perhaps I was mistaken."


Lin Xiangwan's anger subsided a little, and her shoulders dropped.


Qin Muchuan continued. "Perhaps the woman dining at XX restaurant tonight wasn't you!"


Lin Xiangwan inhaled sharply, her nerves tensing.


Song Yichen looked at Lin Xiangwan in confusion, while she avoided his gaze guiltily.


Qin Muchuan was satisfied with the smoke screen he had created, and he left in a good mood!


He had barely walked away when Song Yichen, unable to control himself, looked deep into Lin Xiangwan's eyes. "Didn't you say you had dinner in a hotel?"


Lin Xiangwan forced back her panic, insisting, "I did eat at the hotel. Didn't that Manager Qin say he mistook the person?"


Song Yichen stared at her for a while before setting aside his doubts.


Another gust of cold wind blew by. Lin Xiangwan wrapped her arms around herself, shivering. "I'm going back to the room. It's time for Ranran to sleep!"


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