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

Taking advantage of the traffic jam ahead, Shen Chaoxi slowed down and looked over at him.


His usually bright and deep ink-black eyes were now veiled with a layer of haziness, but it was clear that he was in a good mood.


She couldn't help but start worrying about his health again.


"Shang teacher, pay attention these days, smoking and drinking are bad for your health!"


The man's warm, large hand covered the small, pale hand before shifting his target to pinch her plump earlobe.


As the cars ahead slowly moved, Shen Chaoxi had to focus on driving, leaving him free to do as he pleased.


Over the years, when he was tired, under great pressure, or felt emptily lonely in the quiet of the night, he indeed turned to smoking and drinking to cope, and it gradually became a habit.


It wasn't that no one cared about him, but that kind of tone and intonation definitely carried a sense of formula and purpose.


Yet the girl's admonition at this moment came from the heart, warming his own.


Chapter 117: Hugging My Girlfriend Isn't a Crime