Candied beans

The first time Nan Wan saw this man, she knew he had a "sickness," and it was the terminal kind.
Coincidentally, she did too.
He needed a wife who could help stabilize his career, she needed a husband who could pull her out of hell.
He had a criminal record, she had an ex-husband, just perfectly matched.
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Originally, those disdainful looks gradually turned into envy.
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One day, a piece of news spread about the beautiful woman of the past passing away, and all the evidence pointed to Mrs. Mu.
Everyone speculated that this marriage would come to an end, and even Nan Wan thought so too.
However, Mr. Mu said to her, “Wanwan, I need you.”
So, the days in prison didn’t seem as unbearable as imagined.

Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love

Before this, the Third Miss of the Nan Family who he had seen in newspapers and on screens was very different from how she looked today, whether in dress or makeup. One could describe it as a stark contrast.


The former was a seductive beauty that most men couldn't resist, the latter was a gentle and graceful beauty, the kind that makes the other half of men feel a breeze-like heart flutter.


Two extremely opposite kinds of beauty, yet she switched between them effortlessly, without any sense of discord.


The cold wind suddenly became sharp, snapping him back to reality as his gaze awkwardly shifted downwards.


Under the orange streetlight, he vaguely saw her delicate fingers clenching tighter, gradually turning white.


Then, he heard her slightly hoarse voice, "Let's go."


If you listened carefully, perhaps you would sense that within this calm and wave-free voice line, there was a desolation that others couldn't understand.


090. Dad wants me to marry Qing City's most womanizing playboy?