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He looked at the sea in the distance. His expression was as cold as frost. If it wasn't for March, seeing his ice-cold eyes would have made people feel like they were in the middle of a cold winter's day.

"Third Young Master, we have news from there. Your wedding to the Yan family's young miss will be in a week." Is there anything you need to prepare? " The butler, Uncle Lin, whispered by his side.

Hearing the butler's words, the corners of Qiao Mo Xie's lips curled up slightly. "Prepare what?" Just one new room is enough! " The deep voice was like the melodious sound of nature, carrying with it a magnetic charm that captivated the hearts of those who heard it.

"Yes, Third Young Master. Yunyi and Lu Shaohua called you today. Everything is in your plan, and we will act after your wedding!" Uncle Lin had followed Qiao Mo for over 10 years.

"Yes." "There's no rush. Grandfather can't let anything go wrong!" The man looked at the sea and replied softly.

A grand wedding! Hehe, Qiao Mo Chen, nine years, how have you been!

The Qiao family was the king of Xuan City. They owned the huge business base of the Qiao family's corporation and the CT group. The Qiao family's old man, Qiao Zhenyu, was the founder of the Qiao family.

When he was young, he was also famous. After he set up these two large groups, he was able to go on the river. Back then, he married the woman he loved and gave birth to a son and a daughter before leaving him.

His son, Qiao Mutian, had married a good wife and mother, Ning Xiaoqian and had three grandchildren. His eldest brother, Qiao Mo, had passed away due to an illness when he was twelve years old.

The second brother, Qiao Mo Chen, was arrogant, vicious and possessive. He had been loved by Qiao Mutian and Ruan Xiaoqian since he was young, but the old man had never been angry with him.

The third son, Jo Mo seep, has been filial and obedient since childhood, intelligent and witty. Deep Old Man Qiao loved it.

When Qiao Mo Xie was sixteen years old, a fire suddenly broke out at the Qiao family's residence. Qiao Mo Chen's legs were broken in the fire, and he was sent to the Qiao family's private island to recuperate. Since then, he sat on a wheelchair.

Old Man Qiao was heartbroken once again. In order to compensate Qiao Mo Yao, he had transferred 40% of the Qiao family's shares to Qiao Mo Yao. As for the Qiao Group and its subsidiary company, the only candidate for president was Qiao Mo Chen.

The fire of nine years ago had been gray in his life. He had seen his second brother, Jomo Chen, hurl him into the fire the moment it began, his legs broken by the burning beam.

In the end, the housekeeper, Uncle Lin, desperately rushed into the fire to save the dying Qiao Mo Chen.

From then on, his legs could not be recovered. Qiao Zhenyu endured his intense grief and built a villa on his island. It was called Spirit Island!

Let Jomo Seep recuperate on the island. The old tutor loved his grandson as if he was his own daughter. No matter what requests he had, they would all satisfy him.

But since he moved to the island, he didn't want anything. He refused to have any contact with the outside world.

He had been on this island for nine years. Other than Qiao Zhenyu, no one else from the Qiao family had come to see him.

When Qiao Zhenyu was 18 years old, he divided the Qiao family's shares into 40% and gave them to Qiao Mo Xie.

He would always remember that day. When he was accepting forty percent of the shares. Qiao Mo Chen looked at him as he sat in the wheelchair, revealing a mocking expression.

He intentionally squatted down next to his wheelchair and said loudly, "Third brother, don't worry. Big brother will make Mrs. Qiao proud again. Just wait and enjoy the shares!"

Then, in a voice that no one else could hear, he whispered to Qiao Yifeng, "You are really shameless to sit here with Qi Fu. If I can't stand up in this lifetime, living would be too much of a burden! He still had the face to accept so many shares of the Qiao family, what's the use of having more shares? "Isn't it just sitting in a wheelchair watching how I sit on the CEO's seat?!"

With that, she patted his shoulder, stood up and left his side with a smile.

From that moment onwards, Qiao Mo Xi swore that he would never be a person until he stood up!

Nine years had passed, and it was time to take back everything that belonged to him.

Now that Qiao Mo Chen wanted to marry the Yan family, he had to steal his woman and give him a fatal blow.

Let him see how he torments the woman he loves. He also wanted to let him have a taste of that pain that made him wish he was dead!

When he thought of this, his lips curled up in amusement. He felt that the game behind him was simply too beautiful.

Qiao Mo Chen, I will let you have a taste of all the hardships I've endured for the past nine years, and I will let you "enjoy" all the hardships I've endured! Our game has just begun!

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The Yan Clan was also a business tycoon of Xuan City. Since the Qiao Clan was one, the Yan Clan was definitely one of them.

After getting married, they gave birth to their daughter, Yan Xiyan. When Yan Xiyan was seven years old, Yan Yaohai brought back a five-year-old little girl from outside.

This little girl was none other than Yan Xi Luo. At that time, when Qu Liyun had been making a ruckus and forcing Yan Yaohai to tell her who this girl was, Yan Yaohai had gritted his teeth and said that it was his own child with another woman.

From then on, Yan Xi was bullied by her mother and sister. And Yan Yaohai was doing everything he could to protect her. Until college.

Xuan City was big with Yan Xi wearing a blue dress and her seaweed like long hair hanging down to her waist. Her eyes were a deep blue and her eyelashes were rolled up. Her skin was like snow, a typical mixed race.

When she was five years old, she clearly remembered when her father brought her back to this house, she heard her mother yell, "Which shameless foreign slut did you have a bastard with? Yan Yaohai, if you don't explain it clearly to me, I won't play with you! "

Her father held her small hand tightly and looked coldly at the roaring woman. "From today onwards, she is my, Yan Yaohai's, daughter. If you continue to make trouble, get out of this house!"

Her father's commanding voice finally gave her a home.

Because from then on, she called that woman's mother, Big Sister Yan Xi Yan. When her father was not around, her mother and sister tortured her with all the means they could muster.

Let her do the servant's work and eat the leftover food. She did not complain. She endured all the suffering because she was hungry. She wanted to live.

She had lived in such a family for fifteen years.

A year ago, she had finally entered the university she had dreamed of. Under her father's repeated tutelage, she had finally entered Xuan City's B University with her classmates.

After school was over, Yan Xi Luo, Mu Xinyu, and Su Qian walked out of the school together.

The three of them were best friends and classmates. When he had just reached the school gates, he heard someone shout, "Xi Luo, wait."

A gentle and magnetic voice rang out from behind them. The three of them turned their heads at the same time and saw Ning Donghang chasing after them with a smile. In his hand was a small box.

"This is for you."

He passed the small box to Yan Xi Luo.

"Eh? "What is this, Senior Brother Ning, what are you giving to Xi Luo now?" Su Qian snatched it over.

"You ?" When Ning Donghang saw Su Qian snatching the box away, he became anxious.

"Su Qian, stop messing around!" That's Xi Luo's. " He looked at the box in Su Qian's hand and was about to go get it.