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

Lin Xiangwan wiped the tears off her face. "Let's go see the house!" she said.


Su Yueze slowed his car down. "If you're just going out of a fit of pique, I'd advise you not to go see any houses," he said leisurely.


"Because you are not fully focused on the house hunting. How can you compare and analyse with your whole heart? Of course, if you were a regular customer of mine, I wouldn't care. Perhaps when a customer is in a bad mood, it's easier to sell them a house! However, it's different with you. You're my friend!" Su Yueze said seriously.


He involuntarily became serious and solemn when it came to housing.


Lin Xiangwan felt a bit uncomfortable — she had indeed been absent-minded, which showed a lack of respect towards Su Yueze. "Sorry, maybe some other time!" she said.


"Okay!" Su Yueze nodded. "No matter what, when your mood is stable and you're ready to wholeheartedly look at houses, we can come again."


549 All Kinds of Mess in the Wind_1