The Substitute Bride: A Mute Boy Cherished by a Disabled Tycoon

When you care too much, you lose your composure. After Su Pu woke up, he forgot to check the time. […]

“You—did you need something from me?” Even though his conscience was clear, Li Jichuan still turned his head to glance

Half an hour later, Su Pu and Ouyang clocked out. Su Pu made three cups of coffee and carried them

Su Hui came on strong, looking like he would not rest until he got what he wanted. It was exactly

Today, Su Pu was extremely out of sorts… Almost from the moment Li Jichuan saw him returning late at the

Hearing Su Pu come in, Su Fengxian immediately retreated into the study, putting on the full air of a stern

When he was three years old, Su Pu met Su Fengxian for the first time. It was a snowy day.

Normally, Li Jichuan woke up a little earlier than Su Pu. He would slowly ease the other person over to

He fanned himself with his hand, muttering to himself, “Is it really that hot today?” Li Jichuan gave him a

“Stop saying nonsense in front of Su Pu!” The staff member practically collapsed onto the lawn, pinning John’s mischievous mouth

Su Pu woke again, and the world before him was pure white. Gradually, it reassembled—he recognized the chandelier, the IV

Anderson appeared in the general ward with the thermal food container in hand—it was almost nine o’clock. The corridor had

Li Jichuan had two meetings that morning. Back in the office, he pretended to refresh his computer desktop twice, then,

This completely stunned Su Pu. Speak? Him? When… when could he possibly speak? Li Jichuan… is he sick too? Seeing

Ten minutes later, the two of them were at the dining table, enjoying what Su Pu proudly called “Su Pu’s

Li Peirong was in the late stage of stomach cancer, surviving only through imported medications and meticulous care. This critical

Li Peirong’s survival instinct had been remarkably strong; even when situations turned dire, he had pulled through. Outside the emergency

Li Jichuan’s palm pressed gently, cupping Su Pu’s small face—it was a little high, but even with his eyes closed,

The ache had lingered deep into the night, refusing to fade. Instead, it only grew sharper, more piercing. Su Pu

Meanwhile, Li Jichuan had also stayed up all night—anxious and restless. Upon arriving in Yunnan, he visited the vast rose