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Not long after Xu Muyu coordinated with the tour guide, Ke Wenxue urgently called out to her from the walkie-talkie again. Ke Wenxue was gasping for breath and told Xu Muyu: “That old man, he’s definitely doing it on purpose! He has now entered a state of escalating torment! He’s almost tormenting me to death!…
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As Mr. Huang walked past the front desk, he paused his steps and pointed to Xu Mi Yu and Shi Huan Huan, asking loudly: “Which one of you just rang my doorbell?” The duty manager came over at this time, seeing Mr. Huang’s serious expression and loud voice, hurriedly stepped out to apologize: “Sorry Mr.…
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Ji Feng glanced at Xu Miyu in front of him. She was kneeling half-squatting in front of the coffee table, taking out the pre-packaged food boxes and neatly arranging the braised meat and side dishes one by one. After finishing, she lifted her head and smiled softly at him, saying in a gentle voice: “Yesterday…
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Madam Hu carefully looked Xu Miyu up and down, and said: “Little Xu, it’s been a while since I last saw you. Are you working now? No wonder you haven’t come to my home for a long time, and only let your cousin deliver the braised beef for you every now and then. At first…
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Not long after, Ji Feng formally took over management of the Sui Hotel. Although it was just a hotel, the changing of management still felt somehow like the dynastic succession of past eras to Xu Mi Yu, inexplicably. As the boss of Xing Ji Group took over another five-star hotel, he couldn’t avoid receiving many…
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Ji Feng asked Xue Rui: So are you still letting me down? Xue Rui immediately said: “I’m worried that Sister Mi Yu wouldn’t be able to hold on behind, and even if she couldn’t hold on, I might not be able to hold on if I go in. It’s better for you to come!” Ji…
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Ren Wanxuan didn’t understand why Ren Qian was partial towards Bailian. Just because Bailian was good-looking and a bit luckier? Beside her, Chen Zheng also quietly looked at the calligraphy scroll. Hearing Ren Wanxuan’s words, he nodded almost imperceptibly. Ji Heng tapped his pipe and withdrew his gaze from the auction stage, throwing another look…
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When Jiang Fuli returned, Bailian was still squatting at the door. She folded up her umbrella and lazily looked up at the continuous heavy rain, her long hair casually pinned at the back of her head by an antique wooden hairpin. The hair by her forehead was damp from the misty rain, softly brushing past…
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Zhu Jiaran waved her hand. She currently didn’t have the energy, “We aren’t close enough to make a group chat.” Tang Ming made a study group chat. On the right. Ren Wanxuan’s group of four were discussing where to go eat dinner tonight. Their voices weren’t loud, but very noticeable in the quiet lecture hall.…
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“Hello, I’m Ren Wanxuan’s grandfather.” Ren Qian spoke first. He stood not far away, squinting as he sized up Bailian. His dignified aura was quite oppressive. “Bailian.” Bailian nodded at him in greeting, her tone even. Ren Qian quietly observed her – the school uniform jacket was the same as the other students, and the…