Trials of the Abyss - Chapter 546: Raring to Go

[MATURE CONTENT]

[SLOW BURN]

The night her fiancé cheated on her, Ran Xueyi didn’t think that her family and friends knew all about it even before her.

Devastated, Xueyi decides she wants revenge in the way she could ruin her family’s reputation and get out of the engagement she didn’t want.

And the only way to do that was to get pregnant with another man’s child!

But what happens when the father of her child appears before her eyes after 2 years demanding to take her and their child back?

Will Xueyi be able to resist his charms when even her son wants to adopt the man as his father?!

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Meet Song Yu Han, an enigmatic man and the wealthiest business tycoon in their country. Too bad, the man was cold as ice.

But just when everyone thought that there would never be a woman who could make him fall in love, he suddenly brought in a beautiful wife and a son.

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Just a few scenes from the novel:

“Mommy, I want to eat dinner with daddy,” the little one said one day.

Xueyi couldn’t resist her son’s charm and reluctantly said yes.

The next day.

“Mommy, I heard from my classmates that they sleep with their parents. Can I call daddy to sleep with us?”

Xueyi rejects the idea but when her son started to cry and throw a tantrum, she finally gave in.

And the next day, again.

“Mommy, I want a little sister from mommy and daddy. Go and make one for me!” the little one demanded and then winked to his dad who was standing behind him.

Thus, starts Xueyi's life filled with love from both her husband and son

“Jiang Yu transmigrates into a novel and becomes a side character in the book.

“Hot Noodles request to add you as a friend.”An inexplicable friend request, a non-existent contact.Claiming to be a message from herself in the future, intimately knowledgeable about her past.Fang Xiaocao was utterly numb.Hot Noodles: Danger, do not go home tonight.“Is this some kind of joke?”Staring at the WeChat message, Fang Xiaocao rolled her eyes and opened the anti-theft door.Hot Noodles: At midnight, when the knocking starts, don't turn on the light if you don't want to die.In the early morning: 00:00:00Fang Xiaocao was woken by the knocking sound. She was just about to turn on the bedside lamp when she remembered that bizarre message.She pulled back her hand and stayed put until dawn, only to know her neighbor next door, a woman living alone just like her was murdered at midnight...Fang Xiaocao was suddenly covered in a cold sweat.Hot Noodles: To celebrate our narrow escape from death, go to the flea market before three in the afternoon, stall number 7, and buy the seventh inkstone on the left-hand side. The seller's bottom price is 80, but the inkstone is worth 8 million.After last night's ordeal, Fang Xiaocao inexplicably chose to believe.She successfully bought an inkstone for a hundred dollars, and later discover it was indeed a imperial inkstone from the Qing Qianlong era, worthing 8 million!Fang Xiaocao stood there, dumbfounded!Following the message's instructions, she bought a second-hand car.But little did she know, the guidance was linking her into a series of events that dragged out a murder case and a fortune worth two small goals.Who on earth sent her the messages?It's really her future self?Or it's some kind of bizarre game?

[R18 - Contains SMUT & UST]

“Fuck the rich!” Xue Ning declared.

“I'm rich - fuck me - not anyone else!”

As the second son of a billionaire, Sun Jingwei is undoubtedly rich, handsome and a playboy - but now he's been ensnared by his new bodyguard who hates rich people with a passion!

How can he insert himself into her 'fuck the rich' motto?

What happens when they end up married in the eyes of the public?

Here is the slowburn love story between a billionaire’s handsome playboy son and his new straight-laced, sarcastic wannabe-bodyguard wife that looks like a cute kitten!

EXCERPT:

“Oh good, you received my delivery!” was his excited reply.

“Did you accidentally mix my outfits with the ones meant for your girlfriend?” Xue Ning asks flatly.

“Of course not! I don’t have a girlfriend! All these are handpicked for you!” Jingwei exclaims.

“You handpicked underwear for me?!” She squawks, face red. “We’re not that close!”

“How can you say that? You’re practically my saviour! I owe you a life debt!” Jingwei argues. “Sexy underwear is the least you deserve!”

“You’re giving your saviour underwear?” She asks incredulously in return. “Do you not find anything weird with this?”