Pure Eleven

[Bad Body X Downfall Heiress]
When Shen Chaoxi first met Shang Jianghan:
She had been thrown out of her house by her biological father, while he was trapped inside his car after being overtaken at a sharp bend.
A pair of slender and fair hands parted the crowd, and at a glance, saw Shang Jianghan's handsome face crushed beneath the weight.
The crowd was panic-stricken, trying every possible means to rescue him, but none were as effective as Shen Chaoxi's cunningly angled kick that broke through the door.
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When Shang Jianghan saw Shen Chaoxi again:
In Shangjing's top-notch club, Shen Chaoxi, dressed in an overly loose Didalun janitor's uniform, was squeezed into a corner of a corridor by several young scions of the Beijing Circle, with only a metal fence separating her from the twenty-meter drop behind her.
Shang Jianghan, hands in pockets and a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth, watched coolly, waiting for her to open her mouth and ask for help.
With a clap of her hands, Shen Chaoxi swiftly knocked the group of scions to the ground, wailing in pain!
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The next time Shang Jianghan and Shen Chaoxi met:
In the corridors of the Beijing University Affiliated Hospital, all was white.
Her grandmother's condition had worsened beyond help, and in front of her lay the cold, black-on-white consent form to give up treatment. Her pale, delicate fingers held the black pen, signing her name with firm strokes.
Shang Jianghan approached and, with a swipe, tore the document to shreds.
I'll save the person, I'll pay the bills, you're mine!
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Years later,
As the setting sun cast long shadows, Shang Jianghan leaned against the car door, watching his wife's aggrieved face as she complained, shaking her slender arms: "Your son must lose weight, my arms are sore from holding him!"
Shang Jianghan's lips curved into a faint smile as he gathered her into his arms to soothe her, his emotions swirling with gratitude that such a Shen Chaoxi belonged solely to him!
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The Marriage Trap

On New Year's Eve morning, the house was thoroughly cleaned, paper-cuts and couplets were pasted on the windows, and in the afternoon, preparations for the evening's meal began.


Shen Chaoxi didn't know how to make dumplings and watched Zheng Juanjuan and Grandma make them in the dining room.


"Yao Yuan's job is just not good in this aspect, no holidays."


Grandma couldn't help but start to complain.


Last night, Yao Yuan switched shifts with someone else to be able to spend New Year's Eve at home, but he was still at work now and wouldn't be back until eight in the evening.


"Isn't it triple pay on holidays? New Year's is just so-so anyway. If it wasn't for Xixi being home this year, he would've taken all the holiday shifts!"


When Zheng Juanjuan married the equally twenty-two-year-old Yao Yuan that year, they were already used to the down-to-earth life of earning money with their own hands.


Chapter 81 Nicknamed Remarks SJH