Chapter 32
The self-mockery and taunting from Mo Yanze had no effect on He Yanlu’s loneliness. Mo Yanze watched the desolate figure […]
The self-mockery and taunting from Mo Yanze had no effect on He Yanlu’s loneliness. Mo Yanze watched the desolate figure […]
The Asian Economic Forum is scheduled for January 3rd, held in another city. It takes about two hours by plane
At eight in the morning, the sunlight disturbed Xiang Mo’s sleep, and he couldn’t fall back asleep. He lay idle
When Fu Yu woke up in the morning, for a moment, he couldn’t figure out where he was. It wasn’t
When Lin Yushu tried to contact familiar media outlets to suppress the reports about Song Qiming and Yu Xiu, he
The evening “exercise” started early and ended early. By the time the two had moved from Du Chi’s bedroom to
As the focus of his sight followed Du Chi’s figure, disappearing behind the small courtyard door, Xiang Mo suddenly felt
Since Yu Xiu was banned, Lin Yushu hadn’t seen him for a long time. Even though he deliberately covered his
At the strong request of Lin Yushu, Song Qiming changed his nickname to “Lin Xiaoshu” on WeChat. This nickname was
Fan Xing stood at the doorstep of He Qingmo’s home and realized that his palms were sweaty. He chuckled at
After Song Qiming left, Lin Yushu’s office returned to its usual state, with the door open and the blinds pulled
Mo Yanze clenched his fists in frustration. This was not the development he wanted! “It’s all because of that damn
On the first day of the second semester of their sophomore year, the teacher was assigning new seats. “Xiao Yi,
That night, Fu Yu dreamed of Xiao Yi once again. It had been a long time since he had dreamed
Lin Yushu silently observed the heated exchange between Shao Hexu and Shao Hedong. The tension in the room was palpable
Not long after Aunt Zhou left, Xiang Mo received an unfamiliar call. The caller ID didn’t show “harassing call,” so
“Mr. Fu, here are the documents needed for the afternoon meeting,” the secretary said. “Alright, thank you,” Fu Yu took
Every morning, the vegetable market is bustling with shouts and bargaining voices. In the small park next to the market,
The room was a mess, with the pillow and bedding scattered on the bed, still showing the traces of Sanmao’s
Lin Yushu had a dream he shouldn’t have had. In his dream, he got to touch Song Qiming’s chest, and