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

When Lin Xiangwan walked downstairs, she saw Zhou Ziqing bustling around the kitchen and dining room, carrying over rice porridge one moment, pastries the next, looking extremely dutiful.


"Wanwan, you're awake? Come and try the biscuits I made! When I was in the USA, I often made these for everyone, and they all said they were delicious," Zhou Ziqing called out warmly.


It was as if she had always lived here, and was part of this family.


Lin Xiangwan stood there, her face expressionless, fixing Zhou with a calculating look. "What are you doing here? At this time? Standing in this place? It's outrageous, don't you have any shame?"


Her tone was harsh, leaving no room for face-saving.


Zhou Ziqing puts on her usual act of a long-suffering damsel, trembling and stammering, "Wanwan, please don't misunderstand. I was in danger last night, and Qin Muchuan kindly brought me back. Please, don't think too much!"


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