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Summer vacations are magical.

They fill withering students with vitality once again.

Jingyuan High was famous for one more thing apart from being the best school in the country. It was famous for giving students depression and stress of studies to the point of them passing out on desks.

High school was stressful and students were not having it easy.

Finally, the summer vacations were announced, saving them from the brutalities of harsh summer and teacher pressure.

Since Jingyuan High was aware of the depression that it gave to students and there was nothing the staff and teachers could do to prevent it from getting straight As are what they expect from their students, they decided to relax the students by organising a number of activities.

Many students were participating in different kinds of activities. Camping was one of them but for some reason, it was the most unfavourable activity. Only twenty or so students were participating in it.

“Bye! Bye!” An Xiulan waved at her friends as she left the class with Han Zixin. Looking at her friend, she said with a grin, “Zixin, let’s play at my home after school. I have no tuition class today. My tutor is sick.”

Han Zixin flicked her forehead as he said, “Stop grinning. It’s not good to be happy at someone’s misery.”

An Xiulan pouted. “You don’t care for me!”

She walked ahead in a fit of anger.

“I was wrong! I was wrong!” Han Zixin rang and grabbed her school bag. “Stop sulking. I will buy you a chocolate shake.”

“You are paying, “An Xiulan announced.

“I will, “Han Zixin said. He recalled how he had not used this month’s pocket money which meant he could treat her to milkshakes. Last month, he spent his pocket money on the things she asked for in the mall and had to spend the entire month on cafeteria meals. He didn’t like asking anyone for money except for the one that he got every month as pocket money.

He had participated in the shooting competition and had won the first prize which was a trophy along with one thousand yuans. He was still saving that money on his bank card._.

Although his grandfather gave him a credit card, he didn’t like using it. The reason why he respected his grandfather had nothing to do with him being the biological grandson of Han Qian. When he was young and best friends and best brothers with Han Nanxian, Han Qian used to love him a lot. The old man was kept in the dark just like him.

“Cheat Prince, I want matcha shake too!” An Xiulan announced.

“Fine, “He sighed. “Are you joining a camp activity?”

An Xiulan nodded her head. “My brother and I submitted the signed application with the concerned teachers. He is joining us too. Although m was sceptical at first, when my brother announced that he was taking part in the same camp too, mom agreed. He promised mom to take care of me. Mom was so happy that he was nice to me.”

“What about you?” Han Zixin asked. “Are you happy he is coming too?”

An Xiulan snorted. “The devil took your gaming console for three months and in addition to taking care of me for a week, he asked for half of my pocket money for this month. I’m broke. You agree to raise me.”

Han Zixin’s eyes softened. “En. I will raise you.”

“Really?” An Xiulan looked at him suspiciously. “You don’t like studying. You said you won’t go to college because studies infuriate you. How will you raise me?”

“I will study hard and get a job. Then, I will raise you, “Han Zixin said with a sigh.

An Xiulan smiled brightly. “You have to study hard. Don’t forget your promise.”

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“Yunyun?” Mrs Song called out her daughter’s name as saw her daughter coming home from school. “How was your day, honey? I went to your school.”

Song Xueyun recalled that today was the day of fee payment. Her mom might be there for that reason.

“Your head teacher told me they were introducing summer camp in the wilderness and I signed the application for you!” Mrs Song clapped in excitement. “Why didn’t you tell me? This sounds more thrilling than studying all the time.”

“Mom, I don’t wanna go there, “Song Xueyun had an urge to cry. “I have to take an advanced physics class. I only scored 98 in physics. I’m afraid my ranking will fall.”

“Nonsense!” Mrs Song said loudly. “Look at your face. You have such deep and dark circles. You don’t weigh fifty kilograms. My only child and all she has to do is study all day. Mrs Liu’s son got depressed last year because of the pressure of topping. I don’t want you to go through the same. Go to the camp and let yourself free and stop thinking about studying all the time.”

“Mom–” Song Xueyun tried to say.

“Don’t you mom me, “Mrs Song said. “I will be happier if you take care of your mental health. Your father and I don’t expect you to top the school. You can live your teenage years freely. Yes. Studying is important but not at the cost of your fragile body.”

Song Xueyun sighed and hugged her mom. “Fine. Fine. I will go on this stupid summer camp but you have to promise me that you will help me convince dad to give me coaching in advanced economics. He is the best teacher for economics and I want to study this subject in college, I want to form my base.”

Mrs Song grumbled. “I wonder what I ate when I was born with you to have such a studious child as you.”

“But you love this studious child, “Song Xueyun smiled.

Mrs Song patted her cheeks. “Of course, I do.” Taking a slight pause she asked, “Where is Xuan these days? I haven’t seen him hanging out with you.”

Song Xueyun pursed her lips. “Mom, don’t talk about him. We are not friends anymore.”

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“Make sure. You call me when you reach there. Did you pack all the things?” An Qinyan was anxiously looking at the list that the school asked students to prepare for them. The school bus would pick up summer camp Students from their houses and currently Lu Xuan and An Xiulan were standing outside the gate waiting for the bus with their suitcases.

The bus appeared and An Xiulan grabbed the handle of her suitcase.

“Mom, bye. We will see each other after a week.

Don’t miss me. Actually, miss me a bit more than you will miss this devil,” An Xiulan ran to enter the door because he believed that the best seat would be taken by him.

Behind her, Lu Xuan rolled his eyes and looked at his mom. “Ma, don’t worry, take care of yourself. I will look after this trouble.”

He kissed his mom’s cheek and left after waving goodbye.

When he entered the bus, he narrowed his eyes to find his twin at the last seat where she was sitting on the window seat and beside her was his arch-nemesis.

This motherf*ker!

There was only one empty seat and it was next to where his twin and his rival were sitting. He didn’t sit on the window seat but gestured to Han Zixin with his fingers that his eyes were on him. If his arch-enemy did something to his twin, he wouldn’t hesitate to kick his butt.

The bus started and An Xiulan and Han Zixin began talking. He was showing her some pictures while she was giggling with her hand in her mouth.

The fucker!

Lu Xuan was seething.

A time came when he wanted to pull Han Zixin and sit on his seat to see what was so funny that she couldn’t stop giggling.

Even he wanted to know what she was doing by giggling with him.

His heart burned when Han Zixin put one earphone in her ear and another in his.

They were watching something on Han Zixin’s phone and smiling at the screen.

Before Lu Xuan could do anything stupid, the bus stopped and the last student entered. The boys on the bus gasped as Song Xueyun appeared in a beautiful white dress, holding a light blue suitcase.

Everyone began offering their seats to her and began gushing about how much they were happy to be graced by her presence.

Song Xueyun politely refused and went to find her seat. However, when her eyes fell on Lu Xuan’s face, she paused in her footsteps and her hold on her suitcase handle tightened.

The boys were staring as if she was some kind of star that all of them wished to attain.

Lu Xuan didn’t like those stares at her and so he got up and grabbed her suitcase before offering her the window seat. She loved window seats. He wasn’t being special to her. Right?

Song Xueyun’s heart thumped in her heart as their hands touched and with a sweet feeling, she took the seat.

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A/N:

Please don’t forget to add *Flash Marriage: I Accidentally Married a Mafia Princess.*

SYNOPSIS OF NEW BOOK:

What would you do if your ex, who left you five years ago without bothering to say a goodbye, is now standing in front of you at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau?

Surely, you wouldn’t marry her.

But did I mention I’m in dire need of a wife?

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Song Jingren, self-made Billionaire has one rule– Pity any Tom, Dick or Harry but never offer it to his one and only materialistic and vain ex!

Long Reine aka Zuni, proud Mafia princess, has two problems– Uncontrollable Nasty Temper and her Un-seducable Ice block hubby!

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Excerpt:

“Get out!” Song Jingren told his flash married wife.

“Hubby, you are kicking out your one and only beautiful wife?” Zuni gaped at him. “Mom was right, I shouldn’t fall at male beauty but at their intelligence. What can I say I’m a sucker for beauty!” As she realised that she spoke too much nonsense, she put hands on her mouth and shook her head as if she didn’t mean it . “Hubby, I was wrong. Forgive, wifey. I am not a sucker for male beauty but for you. Your chiselled face is still on the top of the list. Add your bank balance, you are unbeatable.”

“Didn’t I tell you to stop calling me by that disgusting nickname that makes my skin crawl?” Song Jingren coldly said. He hated her for making his resolve of throwing his ex out of his life weaker with each passing moment.

Zuni pouted adorably.

“I’m not calling you Baobei. Our status has been upgraded,” Zuni shot back. She then flashed him a blinding smile as she hugged his arm. “Baobei, you are now upgraded to hubby.”

“Scram, “Song Jingren coldly said.

Hubby: 1, Wifey: 0

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Excerpt Two:

“Happy Birthday, Hubby, ” Zuni smiled brightly at her husband as the clock struck twelve. “Now quickly open your birthday gift!”

Song Jingren looked all around the room but didn’t find any supposedly birthday gift. “Where is my birthday gift?”

“I’m your birthday gift, dummy, “His wife replied as a matter of fact.

Wifey: 1, Hubby: 0

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