Faint fragrance

“Squeal———”
The screeching of emergency brakes tore through the entire night sky.
Her body, like a broken bag, was flung onto the windshield, and then, rolled down to the ground viciously.
That light purple evening gown was soon soaked red with the blood gushing down her legs.
In the pool of blood, she lay silently on the ground, with only the images of his entanglement with that woman at the wedding lingering in her mind…
Four years of entanglement, a single contract.
He was President Leng, the finance mogul who could summon the wind and call the rain, icily imposing, his authority unchallenged.
On a rainy night after breaking up with his beloved girlfriend, he found her, a helpless and orphaned girl, at the head of the bridge.
He didn't love her, yet he made her his woman, a woman to bear his children.
He had always just been used to her presence, until that night, when he saw her lying in a pool of blood with his child…
She was the mute orphan who had relied solely on Ah Mo since childhood, born into hardship, calm and resilient.
At the age of eighteen, to escape a fate of being sold by her uncle, she fled the small fishing village and met the cold and lofty him in the strange city.
He paid for Ah Mo’s medical expenses, for her university education, they were entwined night and day, but all for the sake of a heir.
That night, a car accident, a miscarriage, a broken heart, all she could do was leave in sorrow…
[Note]
The story is slightly tragic throughout but has a fulfilling conclusion.
Finished work by Anxiang
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“Torture the Concubine”

Caged by the Billionaire

He watched her skillfully pull the Yamaha out from the line of vehicles, insert the key, put on her helmet, and display a sense of urgency.


"Qianxue, are you okay?" he couldn't hold back his concern any longer, halting her rush, hoping she wasn't enduring silently because of the morning's incident.


"I'm fine, thank you for your concern, President Ye." Qianxue had no choice but to use sign language to tell the man, knowing what he was worried about, but she, Yin Qianxue, wasn't as fragile as he imagined.


If such difficulties could defeat her, then she wouldn't have survived until today, right?


She smiled faintly, turning the electric scooter's key. But after a moment, the scooter remained motionless. She glared, annoyed—why did it run out of power now, when she was in a hurry to make a trip to the supermarket?


Ye Subai saw this and chuckled, "It's on strike. Let me take you home today, we're on the same route anyway."


Chapter 27