Category: Night Nine to Morning Five
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Chapter 23
Zheng Rongguang sat frozen, afraid to move a muscle. Only his eyes shifted nervously between Qiao Jin and the phone. After a long pause, Lu Pingzhang finally asked, “Why?” That voice was dangerously low, enough to make anyone uneasy. Zheng Rongguang stole a glance at Qiao Jin and cautiously said, “He said he needs to…
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Chapter 22
Qiao Jin kept his hand on the door, voice low and hoarse: “I’m leaving.” Lu Pingzhang’s eyes locked on the hand resting against the frame. Qiao Jin pressed his lips together and slowly opened the door under the weight of that stare. Lu Pingzhang reached out to stop it from closing. “Wait.” Qiao Jin looked…
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Chapter 21
Qiao Jin looked at her. She smiled gently and continued, “Mr. Lu strikes me as someone quite forceful in daily life. He once told me you were the complete opposite—very tolerant and gentle with him.” Qiao Jin didn’t deny it. “Do you think that tolerance… has anything to do with Mr. Lu being your benefactor?”…
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Chapter 20
Lu Pingzhang had taken a break from therapy for a while. When he saw his psychologist again, it was several months later. They sat in the same seats as last time. The office looked exactly the same—down to the therapist’s jacket, which was the very same one she’d worn before. “Mr. Lu, long time no…
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Chapter 19
Ever since that young man named Qiao Jin moved into his home, Lu Pingzhang had been increasingly restless. He’d cut back on business trips out of town. He’d even started turning down social engagements—something unheard of before. Yet still, he found himself constantly wanting to be home. One afternoon, his secretary came in with the…
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Chapter 18
It had only been a month since Qiao Jin moved into the Lu household. His vision was already mostly restored—clear enough to see things, though he still had to take medication and apply eye drops regularly. His use of electronics was strictly regulated. Lu Pingzhang had told him he couldn’t look at screens for more…
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Chapter 17
Lu Pingzhang had been furious last night—he held Qiao Jin down and went at him until three or four in the morning. Luckily, Qiao Jin kept himself in good shape, and the ingrained discipline of a working man’s body clock still woke him up on time. He stayed in bed for a while, dragging his…
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Chapter 16
Sui Ran tossed out the 2-dot tile, but Qiao Jin still didn’t respond. Fu Linxiao was about to draw, but Sui Ran stopped him and nudged Qiao Jin: “Push it if you’re ready. Stop trying to wait for the perfect draw.” Qiao Jin glanced at him, then stared at his tiles for another moment before…
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Chapter 15
When Qiao Jin walked out of the hospital, Fu Linxiao was waiting in the car at the curb. Cars were stacked up behind him. Qiao Jin instinctively went to open the back seat, paused, then shut it and quickly got into the passenger seat instead. “What kind of weird habits has President Lu drilled into…
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Chapter 14
That afternoon, Qiao Jin brought a lawyer to Nanji Entertainment to sign the contract on behalf of Zheng. The company sent their business manager to handle the negotiations. While the two lawyers hashed out the contract details, Qiao Jin and the manager sat nearby, observing quietly. Qiao Jin looked young and striking, and his tailored…
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Chapter 13
Lu Pingzhang ended the call. A moment later, the number that had been blocked by his “line busy” status earlier rang again. He answered. The voice on the other end oozed mock apology and smugness: “Lu-ge, thought you blocked me. You’ve been dodging my calls all morning.” Lu Pingzhang had no patience for pleasantries. “What…
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Chapter 12
When Qiao Jin arrived at the office the next morning, he overheard two receptionists whispering about the XiSheng–Ruiyi networking event. He vaguely caught the words “President Lu” and stopped in his tracks. “Hey ladies,” he asked casually, “anything newsworthy happen at the company today?” The two young women giggled, clearly enjoying the chance to chat…
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Chapter 11
Two days later, when Qiao Jin went back to the gym, he ran into Sui Ran. Fu Linxiao was off to the side doing stretches. Watching Sui Ran talking to Dada at the front desk, signing up for a membership, he nudged Qiao Jin with a smirk. “I had no way to turn him down…
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Chapter 10
Xiao Chang circled around downstairs for another forty minutes before Qiao Jin finally woke up, his voice hoarse as he asked, “Are we home?” He sat up and looked out the window. Lu Pingzhang’s arm had gone numb, but he didn’t react—just stayed seated without moving. “Almost,” he said. Xiao Chang parked outside. The two…
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Chapter 9
After the auction, Lu Pingzhang was ready to leave, but Qiao Jin hadn’t eaten enough earlier and wanted to grab a bite. Uncharacteristically, they ended up staying a little longer. Hou Wude strolled over, wearing rimless glasses. His female companion walked beside him, holding a plate and occasionally feeding him pastries with a fork. Munching…
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Chapter 8
The charity auction was split into two segments. The first was focused on philanthropic items. Lu Pingzhang was seated in the front row, with Qiao Jin beside him. Since they were late, the host waited until they were both seated before announcing, “The second item tonight is a rare manuscript from renowned author Mr. Ji.…
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Chapter 7
Three years ago, Qiao Jin was sitting up in his hospital bed when the person in charge of the scholarship program knocked and gently entered the room. “President Lu is here,” they said warmly. Qiao Jin straightened slightly and turned his head toward the sound. His eyes had just undergone surgery and were still wrapped…
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Chapter 6
Fu Linxiao’s phone calls were starting to yield some answers—but the responses he got were suspiciously consistent. Fu Linxiao’s contact sounded apologetic on the phone. “Can’t find anything, Lin-ge. This whole thing is sealed tight. The Lu Pingzhang family did have a car accident—Lu Pingzhang’s parents died on the spot, and his younger brother, Lu…
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Chapter 5
Around noon, Lu Pingzhang gave Xiao Chang a call. The phone barely rang once before it was picked up. “President Lu Pingzhang.” Lu Pingzhang’s voice was calm as always, devoid of emotion: “Has Qiao Jin contacted you?” “He has,” Xiao Chang replied. “He asked me to pick him up from the hospital this afternoon.” Although…
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Chapter 4
The food hadn’t arrived yet, but Fu Linxiao poured himself a drink first. “Let’s keep this quick and dirty—I’m starting without you. You don’t drink. How are your eyes lately?” “They’re okay,” Qiao Jin said. “I’ve got a follow-up this weekend.” Fu Linxiao raised his glass toward him. “Vision is a gift. Take good care…