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Boss Released: CEO Husband, My Secrets Can't Be Hidden!

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This is a high-spirited modern romance that combines "prison counterattack", "forced flash marriage", "vest drop" and "revenge of abuse". On the day Ye Qiaofei was released from prison, she was "kidnapped" by the cold-faced CEO Fu Beimo and taken to the Civil Affairs Bureau. This seemingly forced marriage was actually a deal she made with Fu Beimo in the identity of "miracle doctor Y" - she saved Mr. Fu, and he gave her shelter. On the surface, she is the abandoned daughter of the Ye family and a "little transparent" in the prison, but in fact, she is an all-round ruthless man who hides the god of cars, top designers, and prison bosses. Ye Qiaofei plays the role of a gentle young lady in the Fu family, while tearing up her white lotus sister Ye Wanwan and slapping her scumbag ex-husband Gong Xiucheng. Her vests are exposed one after another like a cheat: she rescued the hunted Fu Beimo with her racing skills, cured Mr. Fu's stubborn illness in the name of "Y", and crushed the plagiarists with her casual design... And Fu Beimo went from the initial contract transaction to discovering that his wife was actually the "white moonlight" projection in his childhood traumatic memory, from indifference to paranoid protection, and even turned into a "wife-loving demon". When the mystery of Ye Qiaofei's life experience (the connection with the wealthy Mu family) and Fu Beimo's psychogenic trauma are gradually revealed, the two complete a two-way redemption in the interweaving of reality and illusion, and finally tear the "contract" shell, confirm their sincerity in power and love, and stage a high-sweet counterattack drama from "trading marriage" to "you are the only one".
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