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

Her haughty demeanor was intimidating, pushing Qin Muchuan subconsciously backward.


Lin Xiangwan finally sneered, poured herself a cup of tea, and took a dry and parched sip. Only then did she begin to speak at leisure, "I'm not a three-year-old child. I won't believe anything you say. Your words are empty, and I will not trust them. Moreover, I will despise you more."


Lin Xiangwan took another sip and said, "Mr. Qin, you know, we might as well talk about what happens after the divorce. That seems more realistic!"


Seeing her slowly aim her ridicule and vent her resentment, Qin Muchuan found it somewhat charming.


In any case, the fact that the two of them could sit and chat over food and tea was a pleasant thing. Much better than the disruptive presence of Zhou Ziqing. "A divorce would mean losing you. I don't see that as a good thing."


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