Her Identity Is Revealed Again

Seventeen years ago, Ye family held a wrong daughter, and seventeen years later, he was found. s The return of the real daughter is despised by her father, disliked by her grandmother, and disliked by her nominally fiance. Her father "Gu annd Ye family arre married. The Gu family doesn't accept a village girl as a daughter-in-law. For the sake of the interests of both families, we will announce that you are an adopted daughter." Mrs. ye: "your academic performance is too poor to sleep in the master room. Go to the guest room." Fiance: "only the daughter of the Ye family, Mary Ye, is worthy of me. Get out of here!" Yuri said: it doesn't matter. Later The name Yuri appears frequently in the headlines. Uncover secret 1: Yuri is the learning ttalent with full marks in the college entrance examination! Uncover secret 2: the hacker crow is Yyru! Uncover secret 3: No.1 in the list of natural medicine is Yuri! Uncover secret 4: Yuri is Fremmingo's favorite! Uncover secrets 5: Once those who despised Yuri were slapped in the face, kneeling for help, but they were taught by a man.

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Third floor.

"Mom doesn't know what style you like. See if you like it or not. Is there anything to add?"

Perly Chene opened the door and said.

The room is decorated as a foreign style Pink Princess Room, but it is not the style Yuri likes.

But Perly Chene ooked at her expectantly, and she had to nod, "that's good..."

Before she finished speaking, she was suddenly pushed and staggered.

"Get out, this is my study!"

Zenne Ye is staring at Yuri fiercely, like an explosive bag that is about to explode.

"Yuri , are you all right?" Perly Chene was in a dilemma. "Didn't we agree before that this room is for my sister?"

The youngest son suddenly lost his temper, and she was a little flustered.

The rooms on the second and third floors of the villa have been used up, leaving only the servant room and guest room on the first floor.

Yuri is a miss of the Ye family, so she must not live on the first floor.

Therefore, she thought of discussing with her younger son to let him share a study with his eldest son, vacate his study and use it as a room for Yuri.

"She's not my sister! I don't have a sister from a mountain!"

Zenne was shouting and pushed Yuri again.

Yuri frowned and resisted without kicking him away, just skilfully avoiding him.

Zenne was throwing himself into the air and hit the end of the bed with a bang.

"Wow -"

Suddenly, he burst out a cry .

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Old lady ye heard the sound and went down to the third floor with Yuri.

"Wow... Grandma, help me, this hick pushes me! Woo woo..."

Zenne Ye is rushing into old lady Ye's arms, crying and complaining.

Such slander made Yuri speechless for a moment.

If she pushed him, it would be more than just hitting her head.

"If you don't cry, grandma will do justice for you." Mrs. Ye patted him on the back and helped him with his anger. "Let Grandma see where it hurts?"

She saw Zenne Ye with tears and snot on her face and a big bag on her forehead.

"My God, why is it so serious? Will it be disfigured?!" Mary Ye exaggerated exclamation.

Zenne Ye heard the disfigurement and cried louder.

" let mom have a look. Sorry, it's mom's fault. I didn't look after you..."

Perly Chene hurriedly wanted to hold Zenne Ye, but old lady Ye pushed her away.

"What are you looking at? Hurry to call a doctor!"

After scolding, she stared at Yuri, "I'll settle with you later!"

Yuri: "..."

There was a chaos in the villa, and everyone went to Zenne

Mary Ye felt much more comfortable when she saw Yuri being hung aside.

A hillbilly, unworthy of his mother around!

The living room on the first floor.

Zenne Ye's eyes were red and swollen, and he shrank in Mrs. Ye's arms and sobbed, which made Mrs. Ye very distressed.

While scolding Perly Chene , she urged the family doctor to hurry up, and then urged the servant to boil eggs quickly.

The servant quickly wrapped a boiled egg in cotton cloth and sent it over.

"Just don't cry, just roll a few rounds with an egg."

Old lady ye took the egg and was about to roll to Zenne Ye's bag when she was stopped by a cold female voice.

"You can't apply it with hot eggs, but with ice."

Following the sound, she saw Yuri standing at the entrance of the stairs.

She was still wearing that tattered cheongsam, carrying a cloth bag on one shoulder, and her cold breath could not see that she came out of the mountain.

"What do you know? Egg hot compress, promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, and specially reducing swelling." Old lady Ye stared at Yuri.

Then gently roll the egg on the big bag on Zenne Ye's forehead.

"Ah... Pain!" Ye Zi was crying and making a scene in pain.

"Endure the pain. You must roll with eggs, or the bag won't disappear."

Mrs. ye asked the servant to come and hold Zenne Ye.

Perly Chene looked very distressed, but she didn't dare to disobey old lady ye and stood aside in a hurry.

At this time, a catkin like hand caught Mrs. Ye's hand.

"What are you doing?!"

Old lady Ye saw Yuri with anger in her yellow eyes.

"Apply cold compress." Yuri repeated coldly.

"Go away! Don't get in the way. I've eaten more salt than you have eaten, and can I also harm my grandchildren!" Old lady Ye broke away from Yuri's hand.

Last time, she saw Mrs. Fang relieve swelling and blood stasis for her grandson with her own eyes. How could she be wrong!

Zenne Ye was taking advantage of this time to break free from old lady Ye's arms and got into Perly Chene 's arms. He was crying so hard that tears and snot covered his face,looking so poor.

Seeing this, Mrs. Ye was furious and was about to order the servant to pull Zenne Ye over, when the family doctor arrived.

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Betrayed by her fiancé on the eve of their wedding, a woman’s world shatters when she discovers his cruel deception. Instead of retreating in silence, she orchestrates a cold, calculated plan to dismantle his life and reputation. As she rises from the ashes of her heartbreak, she transforms into a formidable force he never expected. In this high-stakes game of billionaire power, she ensures her former love faces the ultimate price for his lies.

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.9

Awakening From A Toxic Billionaire Marriage

7.9

I woke up in a sterile hospital room, my head split open from a horrific car crash. But the pain in my skull was nothing compared to the memory burned into my retinas just before the impact: my billionaire husband, Dawson, walking into a luxury hotel with a woman who looked exactly like his dead first love. When Dawson finally arrived at the ward, there was no panic or relief in his eyes. He just coldly looked at my bloody bandages. "Your reckless driving just forced me to postpone the quarterly board meeting." Even our seven-year-old son, who I almost died giving birth to, didn't spare me a single glance. He kicked my hospital bed in annoyance. "The Wi-Fi here is garbage. You're a bad mom! Dad said Aunt Angelita should be the one living with us!" My blood turned to ice. For five years, I had bent over backward, wearing the hideous pale dresses he picked, starving myself to maintain a fragile figure, all to be a perfect, obedient substitute for a ghost. And this was what I got. An unfaithful husband who would rather bury me in debt than grant me a divorce, and a son who wished I was dead. The weak, subservient Charlene died on that wet asphalt. When the doctor pointed to Dawson and asked for his name, I looked at my husband with a hollow, defensive stare. "Who are you?" I whispered. Using retrograde amnesia as my shield, I was going to tear their perfect world apart.

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.6

Defying The Ruthless Billionaire Heir

7.6

Johana walked half a mile through a brutal blizzard just to secure a tutoring job with the elite Black family. But the very night she was hired, she received a terrifying call from the ER—her quiet roommate, Hazelle, had been drugged and severely traumatized at a Hamptons party. When Johana rushed to the hospital, she didn't find the police. Instead, she found a team of ruthless billionaires erasing the crime. Leading them was Dalton Black, the cold, arrogant older brother of her new student. Within minutes, Dalton's fixers wiped the hospital's security footage, deleted all digital evidence, and forcefully transferred Hazelle to a locked private psychiatric facility. "We are ensuring her privacy." Dalton's voice was devoid of emotion, treating the horrific assault like a minor PR glitch. His friends mocked Johana's powerlessness, while Dalton authorized a blank check to pay for the private ward, effectively burying the scandal and buying their silence. Johana stood in the sterile hallway, trembling with a mix of despair and absolute rage. How could they destroy an innocent girl's life and simply pay to make it disappear? Why was the truth so easily erased by money? She had no wealth, no connections, and no proof, but she refused to be a victim of their cover-up. Staring directly into Dalton's intimidating, icy blue eyes, Johana made a vow. "I don't want your money. I will find out what you monsters did to her." She thought the billionaire heir would crush her on the spot, but instead, he watched her walk away and quietly ordered his assistant: "Find out everything about Johana Neal."

Action Billionaire Modern

8.1

Discarded Fiancée: The Ruthless Billionaire's Obsession

8.1

I was supposed to be the lucky one, the bankrupt Beaumont heiress engaged to Devyn Langley, the golden boy of Boston's elite. But the moment I landed from Europe, my best friend shoved a high-definition photo in my face. It was Devyn, tangled in white sheets with another woman. I didn't cry. Instead, I planted hidden cameras in his secret Manhattan penthouse and heard the disgusting truth. "When are you going to dump that boring bitch?" his mistress whined. "Soon. As soon as her family's final trust fund payout clears. Then I'll toss her out like trash," Devyn laughed. To add insult to injury, he removed me from the guest list of his family's charity gala. When I showed up anyway, his mother pointed a shaking finger at my face in front of the entire upper crust. "You are a charity case! A beggar! Get out!" she screamed, while Devyn demanded I get on my knees and apologize. They paraded around like saints, using my family's tragedy for good PR while secretly plotting to steal my last penny and destroy me. Did they really think I was just a weak, compliant fiancée who would quietly accept her ruin? Wearing a blood-red dress, I hacked the ballroom's main screen and broadcasted his 4K sex tape to every billionaire and reporter in the room. Then, I threw my five-carat ring at his chest and walked away with Kian Koch—the most terrifying man on Wall Street—leaving the Langley empire to burn.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.2

His Unwanted Wife Is Another Man's Treasure

9.2

The exact moment Marcus Thorne, the most violent Capo on the East Coast, chose to leave our anniversary dinner to answer his mistress's call, I didn't cry. "Business," he rumbled, ignoring the untouched meal I had cooked. "Don't cause a scene, Ellie," he commanded before walking out the door. I later found out his "business" was a polo match with Izzy. She posted a photo of them laughing, her hand on his chest, wearing the shirt I bought him. When I tried to leave, he humiliated me publicly. He kissed her on stage at a gala, just to prove he could. He told his men I was merely acting out. "Ellie is the furniture," he laughed. "You don't throw away antique furniture just because you bought a new TV." But the final blow came when a bomb detonated at a family gathering. Marcus didn't look for me. He dove to cover Izzy with his body. He actually stepped over my bleeding leg to carry her to safety, leaving me in the dust and debris. He thought I was trapped. He thought I was dependent on his money and his name. He thought I would be waiting at home when he was done playing hero. He was wrong. I signed the divorce papers, destroyed my wedding ring, and boarded a one-way flight to Italy. Three months later, when he finally tracked me down in Tuscany, he fell to his knees in the street, begging me to come back. But I just held the hand of the man standing next to me—a man who treated me like a partner, not a prop. "You are trespassing," I said coldly. "Go home, Marcus."

Adventure Modern Romance

8.9

Husband Spent Savings on Mistress

8.9

After discovering her husband drained their life savings to support his secret lover, a devastated wife embarks on a journey of betrayal and truth. As she digs into his financial deception, she uncovers a web of lies that stretches far beyond a simple affair. In this high-stakes tale of romance and mystery, she must navigate a dangerous path to reclaim her future while unraveling the dark secrets her husband desperately tried to hide.

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Her Identity Is Revealed Again

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