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Customary Dress Contrary

Kicked out, but everyone loves me more

[Strong Female Lead + Secret Identities + Revenge + Elements of Fantasy] [Family Pampering + Illogical] At the age of eighteen, Lin Wu found out she was not the real daughter of the Lin Family and was thrown out of the house. Lin Family: You're talentless and incompetent, with poor conduct and learning, not at all comparable to Qianqian! Lin Wu left at once and soon met her biological family. Contrary to the Lin Family's portrayal of them as destitute and desolate, the reality was starkly different— The supposed backwater was actually a prestigious and wealthy enclave! A normal family turned out to be the nation's wealthiest! Her mother was a renowned and authoritative professor! Even her brothers and sisters were prodigies in their respective fields! Seeing the unbranded, slender Lin Wu, they showed faces full of pity: Wuwu, you’ve suffered, from now on, all of this territory is yours! Lin Wu casually earned a few billion, wiped out a team of mercenaries with her bare hands, completed an experiment at an international research institute, and incidentally saved someone, after which she politely thanked them. Her family watched as her secret identities had yet to be fully revealed: !!! And the handsome man she had saved earlier blocked her path, raised an eyebrow, and chuckled: Such a great favor should be repaid with your hand in marriage. The multitude of subordinates following behind all covered their faces: Boss, where's your dignity?!
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Dangerous: Don't cross the line!

* At night He was rugged and untamed. That one steamy night left Grace utterly captivated. She coyly stretched out her dainty, snow-white feet, hooking them around his waist as she softly laid down her terms: For the first time, no staying overnight. The second time, the moment he got himself a significant other, she'd vanish from his side. Later on, their liaison would remain strictly on a physical level. No strings of money attached, no emotional fetters, just the most primal and unadulterated desires that flared up when night fell, entwining them like a web spun by countless spiders. And once the moment had passed, she'd straighten her skirt and turn her back on him, cold as ice. *During daytime He was the heir to a vast business empire, now impeccably dressed in a sharp suit, exuding an air of aristocratic reserve. He extended his hand to her with a polite smile, “Hello, Grace.” Grace gritted her teeth in secret dismay. She hastened to call off whatever was brewing between them, only to find herself cornered against the dressing room by the man, with no way out. In that cramped space, he was a relentless predator, and she, his irresistible quarry. His firmness pressed against her soft curves, setting every inch ablaze. Outside the door, her female colleagues were swooning over his chiseled abs. Just a thin partition away, he locked his arm around her willowy waist, seized her delicate hand, and guided it to rest on his taut abdomen, his voice dripping with a sultry allure, “Thought you could slip away? It's far too late for that.”
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