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“How dare you—” Seeing Ling Wu looking so pitiful, Qingchen's fury broke loose. He formed a seal to raise Ling Wu up, then struck at Wenyao without the slightest mercy—and so fast. There was a scream,...

Xiao Die had been feeling a vague unease lately. She didn't know whether this premonition came from reality or from her loneliness. When a person's loneliness reaches a certain point, it turns into fe...

Wen Nan stepped forward and grabbed Su Mosheng by the collar. "Su Mosheng, what gives you the right to lecture me?" "You've dirtied my collar." "Dirtied it? Can you even see what color your collar is?...

The weather stayed clear for several days after that. Yin Xigui holed up in the house and refused to go anywhere. Like a cat basking in the sun, he spent each day sprawled on the sofa with those finan...

The elderly residents of the nursing home wore childlike, innocent smiles. Their faces were lined with wrinkles, yet they seemed happier than Xiao Die. BR Group chairwoman Su Yue's car was parked in a...

“Running away may be shameful, but it works!” In the rear garden of the residence of the Duke Who Guards the Realm, Su Mian lay comfortably in a specially made rocking chair, basking in the warm sprin...

Early that morning, Ling Wu woke to a commotion—not the spirit bird, more like a handful of voices. Tossing and turning proved useless, so she sat bolt upright, threw on her things, and headed for the...

The entire city was drenched in a torrential downpour. The gray, heavy clouds seemed as if they would collapse at any moment and crush Xiao Die's frail body. She walked toward the college entrance exa...

Ling Yu truly did not care much about the accusations. Still, in her present state she was unsuited to drawing another comic. She believed she needed more training before attempting a second one. What...

“Huh?” Qian Yu froze. Xie Yingying blinked and looked up at her. “Eldest Senior Sister, have you forgotten? Amu curses every male creature that sets foot on Yunliu Mountain.” Was this one of those hor...

Chapter 13: The Kitchen and the Blood (Part 1) Emma Craven’s second official day at Ross Manor began with fewer broken vases and more determination. Mrs. Whitmore had woken her with a gentle knock on ...

Three days after Zhang Mingzhe left his card, another person showed up. Qian Zhiyuan. General Manager of Tianchen Precision. He drove a black Audi A6 and parked at the workshop entrance. I saw him get...

Ji Qian’ang had been at the Tang residence for more than a month. First, Tang Yu had ruined his eye. Then he had made him sleep on a hard bed in the side wing without so much as a pillow. And all this...

## Valdieri House Courtyard — Afternoon After opening the door, the man led Rain onto a pale gray stone path. Closely cropped lawns flanked it, their grass deep and even in color, clearly tended with ...

There were no lights in the stairwell. When Fang Runing stepped onto the first stair, something thick coated the sole of her foot—neither quite liquid nor solid, carrying a sharp, bloody reek. She did...

This was the two hundred and sixth time Ling Wu had been caught sneaking into the mortal realm. And the person who caught her was, as always, her most annoying Sixth Senior Brother. If it had been any...

"Auntie Su, your little princess will understand your good intentions one day." "Lu Yu, why didn't you tell Auntie in advance that you were coming?" "I came to discuss the partnership between PN Pharm...

Chapter 6: The Trunk The man drove faster than Ling Yu had expected, apparently unwilling to let go of her rudeness toward him so easily. But when she thought about it, he had been rude first. And in ...

Fang Runing descended three floors before she truly understood what Fang Ru'an had meant by “there are more of them now.” The stairwell looked the same, but something stood on every landing: figures i...

Having learned her lesson, Ling Wu reached Seven Bridges Town before the gates closed. The moment she entered, cold made her shudder. It was utterly different from Seven Bridges City. Only abandoned d...

The hand on the birthing bed clenched the metal rail. Nails scraped across rust with a shriek. The white sheet slipped away, revealing a woman. She lay gray-faced and sweating, her lips cracked. Her b...

Chapter 3: Three Weeks to Impress Him Marina Lopes walked into the interns’ room at nine on a Monday morning with the kind of energy that made everyone sit up straighter in their chairs. “Good morning...

The first time Fang Runing died, she felt nothing but an infinite lightness. She lay in bed listening to the monitor flatten into one long tone, nurses' footsteps approach and fade, and her mother sti...

Just as Ling Wu was racking her brains for how to fob Qingchen off, his words took an unexpected turn: "Today is the Dragon King of the Western Sea's birthday banquet. This morning he sent a spirit cr...

Qian Yu tilted her head to look at the unknown mass behind the immortal master. It was still twisting, but it had grown much smaller—from the size of an adult to the size of a child. Qian Yu took two ...

By the time television crews arrived to interview students on campus, Qin Ting and her assistant, Xiao Zhou, were already fleeing a restroom in disgrace. An Insta360 camera still hung crookedly around...

A long silence settled behind Qian Yu. She moved experimentally, only for A-Ling to press her down again. “Have you seen my senior sister?” A-Ling asked. “No.” “Then why do you look exactly like her?”...

Is the chairwoman of BR Group mentally unstable, or is she working with Wen Nan to set me up? Xiao Die couldn't figure it out no matter how hard she tried. She could only put the bank card away somewh...

F Group had once been a commercial empire in Y City, fleeting as a passing cloud. Qin Zu had once been glorious beyond measure. His photograph frequently graced the covers of financial magazines. Back...

Qian Yu was a thriving twenty-first-century college student, a helpful young citizen of the new era who practiced patriotism, dedication, honesty, friendliness, and every other core social virtue at a...

Ding Peichen had barely walked beyond the campus gates when Guan Heng sent a message: “I’m here. Where are you?” He shared his location and waited beneath a crooked locust tree. In truth, he did not p...

As soon as class ended, Ding Peichen hurried to the back street to collect his order. The new doll sat in an elegant box at the front counter. He opened it for a look. It was human-sized, with movable...

At two in the morning, Ding Peichen suddenly woke. A bone-deep cold seeped through his thin pajamas from behind, as though something were pressed tightly against his back. He froze and instinctively h...

Zhou Bin did not disagree. “Besides reviewing the footage, we should find out whether the security chief is here today.” The guard shook his head. The chief had not come to work and had not requested ...

Guan Qingyun went down to the second floor and turned left. A sign reading TECHNICAL UNIT came into view. She pushed open the door and spoke before anyone could greet her. “I need the survey report fr...

At dawn, four police cars stood outside an abandoned factory on the outskirts of Jinghai City, their yellow crime-scene tape glaring in the pale light. Guan Qingyun had been up all night and rushed ov...

Xiao Die closed the door. She sat at her desk, reading her reference books. She didn't notice that her phone kept buzzing. — Xiao Die, I want to see you. — Why did you steal my boyfriend? These were m...

The teacher carried in a large stack of test papers, distributing the results of the final mock exam before the college entrance exam. Each student had several thick college application guides stacked...

Chapter 3: Until One of Us Dies In this life, Lin Zijing would fight Mo Ruxuan until one of them died. Perhaps fate had favored him with a chance to begin again. He did not yet know whether this was d...