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Darling CEO I'll marry you: His wife is a nightingale

Xia Lihua was born with a beautiful voice. A voice as sweet as hers was hard to find. She used to be her cousin sister's shadow singer. Her family exiled her to the United States when she was set up by her cousin sister and stepsister. She returned to her own country after completing high school in America only to discover her father had given orders for some guys to murder her. After narrowly escaping death, she was saved by a friend who rushed her to the hospital and with the help of a genius hacker she was able to eventually escape from the country, hiding in Milan for two years. Except for her grandfather who doted on her, the rest of the Xia family assumed that she was dead. After three years, she returned, stronger than ever, to face-slap the scumbags and exact retribution. She is now the nation's sister- a top idol and a movie queen. She is also known as the Ice Empress in business world! People called her the Nightingale because of her melodic voice, little did she know that she will be become the night songstress of the man whom she hated the most. She didn't know that she was the reason why the demon king couldn't sleep at night. All he could think about from morning till dusk was her. He could wreck devastation on earth for her, and this time he would do anything to keep her. The devil bigshot has made up his mind and is chasing her! Netizens: Is Emperor Yang pursuing you, sister Hua? Xia Lihua: No! He is just my ex-fiancé and a die-hard fan. Emperor Yang: What ex-fiancé? Bullshit! Tell them that you are my wife, little bird. Author note: The author is not Chinese and this is her own story. THIS IS NOT A TRANSLATION. [ Update: Cover art by- @dixerqua ;) (DO NOT STEAL!!!) ]

Dixerqua · Urban
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250 Chs

Vocal Range

"Special mentors?" Confusion washed over the team as they exchanged puzzled glances.

"Is this some kind of surprise?" Su Ruchi wondered aloud, scratching her head.

Nan Ling said, "I think so."

At that moment, a man walked into the training room wearing nice dress pants and a stylish shirt. He looked to be in his late 40s and, even though he wasn't young, he had a polished and dignified look. 

"Hold on..."

"You've got to be kidding me..."

"Song Yazhi?!"

"I must be imagining things, or is Song Yazhi really standing right in front of us?"

As if to clear up any doubts among the girls, the man kindly introduced himself. "Nice to meet you. I'm Song Yazhi, and I'll be the special mentor for the vocal category."