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 briskly ran away in her high heels, afraid she would lose control and blurt out something without thought if she didn't


The Cayenne quickly drove away from the Qin's Ancestral Residence.


Lin Xiangwan was crying and stepping on the gas at the same time, the speed was unusually fast.


Not that it mattered with a car of this stature, even speeding was not an issue, and traffic police would even salute her when they saw it.


Perhaps, that was the only comfort she could find at the moment.


Inside the Qin's Ancestral Residence, the old man started criticizing his wife again. "Xiaojuan, I remember you've already gone through menopause, right? Why is your temper still so tangled and endless, always ready to argue at everything?"


Crying sound coming from the 561st floor_1