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My Villainous Wife

She was dubbed as the Villainess in the female lead and the male lead's love story. Like every typical romance stories, there is always an evil stepmother, unfeeling father. And the scheming "stepsister" who will always tries to destroy the innocent female lead's life and steal the handsome male lead. What if the evil stepsister was actually misunderstood? What becomes of her when everyone thinks she was nothing but a villain in everyone's eyes? Yan Xiaoran became the target of everyone's ire and labeled as the 'evil sister'. Her own mother was unloving and greedy. Her stepfather was power-hungry and her fiancé wants her dead for good. But where's her love story? Will the evil sister finally have her long-awaited love story? And why is she being targeted by this mysterious guy? ...... Excerpt: With his hand around her, he said, "From the moment we met, I became certain of one thing." She stared at him and tugged the fingers creeping under her skirt, "W-what is it" "Other than me, there's no man who's allowed to marry you." He smiled devilishly and licked his lips before saying, "And the only girl who's able to marry me is you. ... Note: This novel is an ORIGINAL story by (Poisonlily)

Poisonlily · Urban
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201 Chs

Alexander is a Cutie?

Alexander came out of the room without being hindered. His back was straight and his steps were deliberate and confident as he walked to the living room.

Without turning around, he said to Yellow Owl who was following behind him. "Get someone to clean up the mess in the room. Make sure that Mr. Pei finds his way to his daughter and family as a warning."

"Yes, Boss."

"Ah, that's right." Alexander suddenly paused in his tracks and as if he had a good idea in his mind, he added on, "Cut a lock of his hair and send it at the same address. I'm sure with my little gift, that person would know better than to make a move now."

Without further ado, Yellow Owl nodded his head like a prim and proper butler from an aristocratic family. He turned around and disappeared behind the doors where they first emerged.

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