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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nXia Ruoxin put her hand down as she gently bit her red lips, “Thank you.” Too much gratitude could not be conveyed with just a simple ‘thank you’. The significance of this gift was not its monetary value. Rather, it was for his recognition towards her. He had called her his wife. Was he acknowledging her as his wife?

n“You know that I don’t want you to thank me.” Chu Lui smiled confidently as his lips curved beautifully. It wasn’t a big smile, but one could tell that he was in a good mood now.

nXia Ruoxin was bewildered. She turned and hugged Chu Lui tightly at his waist without care. Tears of happiness were sliding down her face. Would this necklace really bring her love?

nOnly time would be able to tell her everything.

nThis moment was captured by a concerned reporter. In an instant, Xia Ruoxin became a household name while Chu Lui appeared on the headlines. This time, he was the absolute representation of a good husband, and Xia Ruoxin’s name was associated with happiness.

nDu Jingtang flipped the newspaper inside the CEO’s office in Chu Company. His left hand was placed under his jaw as he caressed and tapped. “Cousin, look at how tender your smile was. It was so unlike you from the past. Did your face feel numb? Your mouth cramped?”

nChu Lui remained indifferent, too lazy to pay attention.

nDu Jingtang was not dissuaded by him, and he pushed the newspaper right in front of Chu Lui. He hugged his chest. “You stole my first love.” As he finished talking, he felt a glare targeted at him. That was it. His face froze as he gaped. He hastily put his hand on his mouth and made an action to seal his mouth. “I have something to do so I’m leaving.” He waved his hand as he laughed and made his escape. Of course, his words were meant to be a joke. His heart had fluttered, but it was not the feeling that he wanted.

nEven he did not know what kind of feeling he was searching for.

nThe office door closed. It was at this moment when Chu Lui put his pen down. He leaned against his leather swivel chair, putting his whole body weight on it.

nThere was a photo printed clearly on the newspaper. It was a photo of a man and a woman hugging; Xia Ruoxin was hugging him. The photo had been taken by then.

nThere was pure love that moved on her face.

nAs Chu Lui looked at the photo, his fingers moved to his lips and then shifted to the woman’s face in the photo.

nXia Ruoxin, I know you must be basking in happiness by now. The happier you are, the faster I can destroy you. He smiled colder and became unpredictable.

nAt the Chu villa, Xiao Hong picked up the newspaper, opened it, and placed it in front of her. Her eyes widened like those of a cow’s as she took a second look at Xia Ruoxin who sat at the sofa.

n“Madam, Sir treats you so well.” Her hands were cupping her face. “I have never seen a man treats his wife with such love. Whoa, a 3-million necklace. I wonder how many lifetimes it’ll take me to earn that amount. Hmm, maybe buying a lottery ticket and winning will help.”

nXia Ruoxin smiled faintly as she took the newspaper from Xiao Hong. The headline was a photo of Chu Lui and her. This time, her heart was warmed with happiness. She touched her throat, her fingers gently caressing the pearl necklace. Compared to the necklace, it was the casual tenderness from Chu Lui that she treasured more.

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