Slashh-XO
Stories
27
Chapters
1,314
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2.8 M
Comments
26
Reading
9 d, 16 h
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Yang Moshou rushed over and helped him up. “Are you okay?” Xu Wanhe grabbed him by the collar. “You’ve got some fucking nerve.” Yang Moshou steadied himself against Xu Wanhe’s chest and pulled him off the ground. “Did you twist your ankle?” The nearby underlings all stood there stunned, none of them showing the usual instinct to jump into action. Finally, one of them snapped out of it. “Hey, fuck your mother, are you blind or what…” The whole group was scolded into…-
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Yang Moshou thought Xu Wanhe would come looking for him soon. His reasoning was that the last two times they did it, things seemed to go pretty well. But after thinking it over, Yang Moshou realized that excuse felt way too flimsy, so he kept trying to come up with other reasons. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he racked his brain, he just couldn’t think of a single solid reason why Xu Wanhe would come back to find him. The soup dumplings in the paper bag had gone a little cold. Yang Moshou…
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Xu Wanhe stared at the man in front of him like he couldn’t get enough. He didn’t say much, just raised a brow and kept smoking, one cigarette after another. Tang Ziyan couldn’t help but laugh.“You really shouldn’t wear that color. It’s way too soft for you, doesn’t suit you at all.” “Who the fuck are you, huh? Why do you care?” Xu Wanhe snapped with a frown, though it stung a little inside. Fuck’s sake, he’d actually spent the whole damn morning dressing up. Tang…
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In the end, Yang Moshou really did get thrown out of the room. His flatbread scattered all over the floor. The floor had just been wiped, still wet and cold. Yang Moshou ended up soaked and covered in streaks of grime, looking completely miserable. The door to Room 250 slammed shut behind him. Yang Moshou got up from the floor. He didn’t cause a scene. He just turned around and went to find Dr. Wang. Dr. Wang looked at him, full of disbelief."Woke up? Seriously?" Yang Moshou lowered his…
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Although this patient had no family, the men who came to visit him never looked the same from day to day. All of them wore black suits and had close-cropped hair. One glance and you could tell they were gangsters. But only two or three people came each day at most. This patient probably wasn’t anyone important in the gang. Probably just a low-level thug. On the thirteenth day of Yang Moshou giving him massages, Room 250 suddenly had a flood of visitors. A dark crowd filled the hallway outside…
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“Xiao Yang, are you busy?” Dr. Wang took off his mask, looking exhausted. “Not really. What’s up?” The young man beside him was dressed in a white coat, his face clean and neat, hair neatly combed. The light blue shirt under the coat made him look fresh and energetic. “Can you help massage the patient in Room 250?” Dr. Wang tugged his sleeve and pointed toward a side door. “No family ever comes to visit him. It’s always burly men showing up, completely useless. From now on, you’ll…
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Mu Yuan was crashing at Wen Shang’s place while recovering. It wasn’t like he wanted to. He just didn’t have many options. His own place was out of the question. That was Xiao Xing’s territory. With all the Sixth House brothers coming in and out, too many mouths meant someone was bound to slip up, and the whole damn act would fall apart. He Dongying’s place was off-limits too. The guy had cats, and Mu Yuan was allergic to cat hair. As for Luo Yi’s house, that actually wouldn’t have been a…-
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While Mu Yuan was in the hospital, the brothers from the Sixth House and He Dongying came to visit him every day. “Dongzi, you and the guys really don’t have to keep bringing all these fruits and supplements every single day,” Mu Yuan said that afternoon, sitting up on the hospital bed. “I’ve only got one mouth. How the hell am I supposed to finish all this?” He Dongying frowned. “Me and Ah Zhi haven’t brought you anything lately. Are you sure you’re not mixing things up?” Mu…
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The charity gala was packed with the city’s elite, including celebrities, tycoons, and socialites. It was a prime opportunity to build connections. Dressed in a sharp formal suit, Mu Yuan stayed close to Luo Yi, mingling with the guests and making easy conversation, laughter slipping in naturally. Wen Shang had also been invited to the event. But the two of them didn’t interact at all. Each stayed in his own circle, talking to different people. To liven up the atmosphere, the organizers had…
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Mu Yuan held He Dongying’s Patek Philippe watch in his hand, playing with it. “Fuck. Tell me, Dongzi, which sugar daddy gave you such an expensive birthday present?” He Dongying sat quietly to the side, smoking a cigarette as white curls of smoke drifted from his lips. Mu Yuan flipped up from the couch like a carp leaping from water and continued asking, “Was it that same rich guy you’re always talking about? The one who keeps trying to turn you gay?” “Who else could it be?” He…
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