MTL - The Best Actor’s Courtship: Miss Scriptwriter, Please Love Me! - Chapter 288 : What VIP?

It never occurred to her that she would marry a man when they first met! Yan wen and Jiang suian's marriage was very sudden. Betrayed by her boyfriend and best friend, she married the stranger she met for the first time in anger. What she didn't know was that the stranger turned out to be the most famous CEO who is rich and handsome.

Although they just know each other for a short time, she was attracted to him all the time. When she encountered difficulties in work, he always appeared to help her out in time; when she was hurt by someone close to her, she was always comforted by him.

Appreciating his charm, feeling his tenderness, she began to rejoice that they get married at the first meeting.

Bai Yuxue floated in the world for decades as a soul, and was reborn once.

Excited, she immediately hugged the baby girl in her arms: “I just want to take my daughter to be beautiful alone!”

In difficult times, she lived in poverty and lacked food and clothing. She was an orphan, a widow, and a mother without support. Can anyone step on it?

Don’t be afraid, there is a simulated ranch management space that you bring with you. Move your fingers, make a fortune, and get rich again, and you can’t climb high in the blink of an eye.

Since then, Bai Yuxue has set a small goal for herself: to make her daughter’s daughter fat and happy as quickly as possible.

But, where did this man come from?

Bai Yuxue: “Sir, my man is already dead, don’t try to pretend.”

Someone: “Because I miss you, I borrowed from the King of Hell for another lifetime.”

Through the wind and rain, overcoming thorns and thorns, just to hold you in my arms again.

Bai Yuxue: “Well, let me slow down first.”

Little girl: “I hate you, don’t rob my mother from me!”

- Description from novelbuddy

Behind the calm smile lies a heart riddled with scars.Beneath the weight of fate burns an unyielding gaze.A body trapped in the abyss of despair—if it reaches out, can it grasp the light called hope?A soul locked upon the rack of destiny—if it prays sincerely, can it embrace the future called redemption?