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Chapter 7: Caught by the CEO (7)
“What do you mean by that?” Fu Heng chose to answer a question with a question. “It’s just… Madam looks a little young… Sir, we can’t be doing anything illegal.” Bai An’s expression was sincere as he tried to advise his boss. “Hahahaha!” Ye Ning couldn’t contain his laughter any longer. “Don’t laugh. Tell him how old you are.” Fu Heng looked at Ye Ning, who was giggling uncontrollably, and lightly flicked his nose. “I’m 20!” Ye Ning answered. “Oh… okay…-
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"Whoosh—" In the early morning light, a pheasant foraged amidst the mud, searching for food seemingly unperturbed by the forest's goings-on. Suddenly, an arrow sliced through the forest, shattering the tranquility of the scene and piercing the bird's stomach. It fell to the ground with a thud, struggling on the ground while flapping its wings incessantly. "How about that? My aim isn't too bad, right?" Lastly, he visited Lin Xing’s rented out shop[e/n: did this confuse you? Me too- IT WAS…
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“Darling, I’m sorry. I promise to be gentle next time,” Fu Heng’s voice echoed, reaching Ye Ning before his presence. Startled, Ye Ning hastily shoved the phone under his pillow. “Darling, what were you doing?” Fu Heng settled onto the bed, pulling Ye Ning into his embrace. As the saying goes, a quiet child is up to no good. The same could be said for kittens. Coupled with Ye Ning's stiff posture and shifty eyes, it was hard not to be suspicious. “I… I wasn't doing anything. I…
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In Shíqiáo Town, the streets were bustling as always, lively and packed with people. Lin Xing brought Gu Qiming to the largest tavern in town—Yiwei Pavilion Lin Xing had actually never dined at Yiwei Pavilion before, though he faintly remembered that the restaurant had been famous since his childhood. He heard that the owner was good friends with a top scholar from the past, which added to the place's allure. Even those who didn't come for the meals wanted to bask in the residual good…
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TRMWTCEO – Chapter 1
On the silent road, a black Cayenne drove steadily. Unexpectedly, a cat suddenly darted out from ahead. The driver hurriedly slammed on the brakes. Because of the inertia, everyone in the car lurched forward. Sitting in the back row, Ye Jian slammed headfirst into the front seat. “Ouch!” Ye Jian covered his head and sucked in a breath of cold air. His dry eyes rolled around before he could open them with difficulty. Squinting, Ye Jian could only see two blurry figures in front of him, but his…-
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Chapter 8: Caught by the CEO (8)
“Are you hungry? Do you want more?” Fu Heng gestured towards the lunchbox. “I’ll have a little bit more then… just a little bit.” Ye Ning gestured with his fingers, though his eyes remained glued to the food, unable to look away. “Alright.” Fu Heng chuckled, picking up a piece of meat from his lunchbox and holding it to Ye Ning’s lips. “Ah~” Ye Ning took a bite, closing his eyes in contentment. “Ningning, I’m back! How’s your mission coming along?” “Um... What…-
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Chapter 7: Pushing the Cart
Gu Qiming tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep. His dreams were filled with those round eyes that looked like a cat's, round and luminous. He woke up early the next morning, feeling exhausted. For breakfast, they had baozi. Lin Xing had rendered quite a bit of lard yesterday, and the leftover bits were just perfect for filling the buns. Since the lard had already been rendered, it was fragrant without being greasy. Lin Xing steamed a full pot, unafraid of making too much, as Gu Qiming had…-
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Chapter 9: Caught by the CEO (9)
“Heng-gege, can I have a cotton candy?” Through the car window, Ye Ning gazed longingly at the colorful clouds of spun sugar, his mouth watering. “Of course.” Fu Heng chuckled, his eyes fixed on the adorable kitten in the passenger seat who was practically drooling. One cotton candy for a face rub. Not a bad trade. Fu Heng thought to himself, his fingers itching to touch. Ye Ning, in his naivete, was oblivious to the thoughts running through Fu Heng’s mind. He was simply happy that the…-
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