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There are two types of people that women find it hard to refuse – one is their lover, the other…of course, is their idol. For the entire dinner, because she found it hard to refuse her idol’s hospitality, Jia He ate half a plate of steamed buns with braised pork. From then on, she…
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Since the stills were released, they have gone viral online. When Jia He was busy revising the script, she would browse the web during breaks, checking out what Yi Wenze’s fans were saying. She had always felt that screenwriting was a good profession – no need to clock in, just sit around chatting…
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In the upper right corner were scribbled words: YouSmileISmile. The room quieted down for a moment. Yi Wenze stood to her right, holding a cup of tea, quietly watching the screen. Jia He froze her smile, just as she was about to double click the folder, he suddenly reached out his hand, pointing…
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Yi Wenze did not speak, so she could only stand by the door. Unlike the warm yellow light in the banquet hall, it was brighter here, but the bright light made it look cold. Jia He suddenly remembered that in college, Qiao Qiao had followed the TV station reporters to the airport in the…
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Traffic jam. Traffic jam. Jia He felt stifled as she looked at the time on her phone, her heart beating faster and faster. The press conference had already started, but she was still stuck in traffic, the destination nowhere in sight. Who would have thought there’d be so much traffic on Valentine’s Day? All…
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“Goodbye, Aunt Song,” Bailian said politely as she saw Ji Shaojun come out. Mrs. Song stood at the door and watched Bailian and the other two leave. She got back into the car and picked up her phone. After a long while, she dialed a number. The other end was picked up…
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A few scattered numbers were written very casually. Written in one go with flowing clouds and flowing water. The momentum between strokes faintly revealed a killing aura. Jiang Fuli looked at the words in a daze for a while before continuing to look at the data. If the first three sets of…
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Bailian held her phone, sending Jiang He a message not to worry. She still wore a moon-white gown. Liquid eyes clear as she leisurely recited vocabulary words. Hearing sounds she raised her head: “Waiting for your ancestors.” Whether at school, in the Ren household, or anywhere else, Ren Wanxuan had always been…
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Qinglong Bar Near the bridge at Qingshui Street. Very spacious premises. Scorpion was Qinglong Bar’s top fighter. Because he didn’t fear death, he had a big reputation on this street. Most feared him so there was rarely any trouble at the bar. He was currently sitting in the rest area inside the…
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In the dusk, the bright moon was only seven-tenths as bright. “Sorry to keep you waiting,” Jiang Fuli came back to his senses. He pressed down his eyes and introduced himself to Bailian, “Hello, Bai Lian classmate. I’m Jiang He’s brother, Jiang Fuli.” As he got out of the car carrying a bit…