China Rich Girlfriend

China Rich Girlfriend

Kevin Kwan

Language: English

Pages: 496

ISBN: 0804172064

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

It’s the eve of Rachel Chu’s wedding, and she should be over the moon. She has a flawless Asscher-cut diamond, a wedding dress she loves, and a fiancé willing to thwart his meddling relatives and give up one of the biggest fortunes in Asia in order to marry her. Still, Rachel mourns the fact that her birthfather, a man she never knew, won’t be there to walk her down the aisle. 

Then a chance accident reveals his identity. Suddenly, Rachel is drawn into a dizzying world of Shanghai splendor, a world where people attend church in a penthouse, where exotic cars race down the boulevard, and where people aren’t just crazy rich … they’re China rich.

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shop in Terminal 3 toward the exit, a clerk was placing a stack of the latest Pinnacle onto the magazine rack. There was a man hugging a young boy on the cover, and as Astrid walked by, she glanced at the cover from afar and thought, What a cute kid. Then she stopped, turned around, and headed back to the newsstand. It wasn’t often that Pinnacle would publish a cover that didn’t involve some overly photo-shopped woman in a ball gown, and she was intrigued to see who these people were. She went up

island. To Lillian, there was this sense of being in an enchanted time warp the moment she passed through the front door. It was a house that adhered only to the traditions decreed by its exacting chatelaine, transforming for the festive season in its own subtle ways. The white phalae-nopsis orchids that usually greeted visitors on the ancient stone table in the foyer were replaced by a towering arrangement of pink peonies. Upstairs in the drawing room, a twenty-foot-long calligraphy scroll

Mountains, suffusing everything in a golden haze. The bamboo trellis had been fully restored to its former glory, creating a luxuriant canopy of hanging wisteria and jasmine over the central aisle, its delicately sweet scent wafting across the guests as they took their seats on the portico. With a neoclassical music pavilion carved from Tuscan stone as a backdrop and towering two-hundred-year-old oaks framing the gardens, the scene looked like something straight out of a Maxfield Parrish

calling me back.” “Am I calling too early?” “No, I’ve been up for hours. I guess you heard about last night?” “Yes—I am so sorry—” Charlie began. “No, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said a thing to Isabel.” “Nonsense—I’m the one who screwed up. I should have communicated better with my wife.” “So you talked to her? Did you explain that my cousin Alistair was with us the whole time in California?” Charlie paused for a few seconds. “I did. Don’t worry about it anymore.” “Are you sure? I

know. My cousin doesn’t even know. Some limited liability company in China, obviously as a cover.” “Mainlanders. Of course,” Astrid said softly. “Kan ni na bu chao chee bye!”*6 Michael shouted, kicking the wooden banister in frustration. “Michael!” Astrid exclaimed in shock. “What?” Michael looked at her defiantly. “This is all your damn fault! I can’t believe you would waste my time like this!” Carmen huffed. “Why are you blaming your wife? If there’s anyone you should be blaming, it’s me.”

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