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

Cheng Shihong gave Mu Jinqian an unhappy glare and spoke in a displeased tone, "You two brothers sure have a good relationship, planning to team up and fight a guerrilla war against mom."


Although her expression remained cold, her tone had obviously softened a lot.


Even Nan Wan could hear it, let alone the man beside her.


The man's hand holding the teacup rested on his thigh, his thumb slowly rubbing the rim. The steam wafted over his suit, over the subtle embroidered patterns on his shirt collar, and then merged into the air.


The handsome face showed no trace of emotion, his dark eyes half-closed, making it impossible for her to see if anything was hidden inside.


This man shared with her a disease called "loneliness," equally... incurable.


103. Haven't even started, and already thinking about the end?