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

"Have some flower tea!" Lin Xiangwan, holding a pot of flower tea, walked into the gym.


Qin Muchuan stepped off the treadmill, wiping off his sweat. "Thanks!" he said.


Lin Xiangwan poured him a cup, and handed it to him. "I brewed this earlier; it's still warm, not too hot or cold!"


"Nice!" Qin Muchuan took a sip. The faint fragrance of flower tea lingered in his mouth, refusing to fade.


He sat, panting heavily, on the wicker chair with his long legs stretched out and his back forcefully pressed against the backrest.


Watching him, Lin Xiangwan could not help but draw a breath.


Qin Muchuan lifted his head, looking at her with a furrowed brow. Then he laughed. "Your eyes are green with envy?"


"Huh?" Lin Xiangwan looked at him, bewildered.


"Your eyes are glowing green!" Qin Muchuan repeated.


As Lin Xiangwan finished speaking, her face turned red.


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