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Substitute Bride to the Crippled Billionaire

Duoduo Xiang
It was supposed to be her sister's wedding night, but she was schemed by her biological mother, drugged, and sent into her 'soon-to-be brother-in-law's' wedding car. When they first met, the man in the wheelchair was as dignified and cold as rumored. Just because she approached him slightly, he grabbed her neck, nearly choking her to death. 'A woman marrying into the Fu family must rely on herself to survive, understand?' She nodded frantically, thinking that carefully pleasing him would allow them to live respectfully and peacefully like guests for a lifetime. Yet in the nights and days of accompanying him, she was thoroughly consumed, step by step falling into the trap he had long set. In this life, there is no escape; in this love, it moves the heart.
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