In a frame-up, she had been exiled to a deserted island and left to her own devices. It had been five years since they had last met, and she had taken the baby home, only to lose her memory. "You've signed the contract with me for three years," he said in a cold, determined tone. "Please take care of yourself," Yearning said through clenched teeth. You're a shameless bastard, Joe Muyuan...

I received a text message: The son you gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy, actually shares no blood relation with you! I originally thought this was a boring prank, but my husband's strange reaction gave me a bad feeling. I secretly conducted a paternity test, and the report clearly stated: There is confirmed to be no blood relation between Fu Hao and Qiao Lin. From then on, I found more and more cunning tricks with my husband!

He was born to be miserable, his parents to be dead, and he and his brother were meant to live together, but who would have thought that something bad would happen to him? The tumor in her brother's brain had taken her out of her mind. Almost into the world. Fortunately, Tyranny's Young Master reached out to save him and signed the long-term agreement. Who would have thought that this fellow Horowen would let go of his hand and fall into the trap of love with a plop.