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Chapter 50: Return I returned to Zong Yanlei's side six years later for two purposes: to win the GTC championship as a Wo and to find the key to control the metaverse. Whether Zong Yanlei knew that Wei Jiarui was my son or not would have a negligible impact on the outcome of these two matters. Since there was no benefit to be gained from the truth, why should I let him know? I didn’t need his guilt, compensation, or soft heart. I wanted him to be cold, to misunderstand, or even resentful, so…-
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Kissing Yul was nice. It was nice, but… it didn't seem like it would end with just a kiss. “Then it’s settled.” Yul held his hand out in front of me. I looked down at his hand, feeling conflicted. If I go like this, won't I be forced to kiss him? “Let’s go.” As I hesitated, Yul grabbed my hand first. A warm hand. I couldn't bring myself to shake it off, so I ended up going outside. The village, which sold people once a week under the pretext of a sacrifice, was bustling…-
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At the same time, Jung Pureum was sitting in the student union building with a gloomy face. A national athlete, what’s so great about that, to tear apart the relationship between me and hyung like this… Of course, being selected as a national swimmer was a very important matter. Swimming was not only Jung Pureum’s career path but also suited his aptitude, and to do it for a long time, a stable athletic career was essential. However, separate from knowing that, Jung Pureum was too…-
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“It's no big deal.” “Do you think I would believe that?” “It seems like my grandfather is trying to keep me in Korea. He’s pulling strings here and there, but it’s not exactly a pleasant situation.” Baek Mugyeong simply conveyed the facts, omitting the key points. Jeong Minchae uncrossed his arms. He seemed to think the situation was serious. In Korea, Baek Jinseok was practically a king. If he set his mind to something, there was no choice but to obey. “Why? Weren’t you out…-
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Mok Seongha tightened his grip on Kim Jinkyung’s hand again. Don’t talk nonsense. A threat blossomed in Mok Seongha’s eyes. “From what I see, it looks like the young master used the teacher as a shield because he didn’t want to go on blind dates.” “……!” With his hand still being held, Kim Jinkyung nodded vigorously with his eyes, fully agreeing. “I understand that you don’t want to go on blind dates, but I can’t agree with deceiving the Chairman.” “No, we…-
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Qiu Xuning said to him in a soft tone, "You can touch for as long as you want." After speaking, he even lifted his clothes a bit higher, revealing a skin as white as snow. He Zhiyuan: "..." The vein on his forehead twitched and there was a look of restraint in his eyes. He quickly withdrew his hand and said, "That's enough." Qiu Xuning was stunned and asked, "You're not touching anymore?" He Zhiyuan didn’t say anything. Qiu Xuning blushed and boldly said, "You actually still want to touch,…-
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The hand that had been gripping him tightly loosened, and before Wei Yang could react, he heard Zhang Xiuqi blurt out, "Uncle?" Could it be Master Zeng? Watching the rare look of panic on the Little Celestial Master's back, Wei Yang couldn't help but feel nervous as well. He hadn't expected Master Zeng to be involved in Old Yao's case. Could it be that Old Yao's soul hadn't been captured because of this? But where is Master Zeng now? Before he could step forward, Zhang Xiuqi had already turned and…-
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Half a year—even in Gu Yiming's concept of time—was a considerably long period. He thought about his agreement with Fang Xiao, feeling quite conflicted, but still faithfully observed the people around him. The winter training was semi-closed, and apart from coaches and support staff, the shooting range only had Gu Yiming's teammates and substitute players selected from the youth training team. He saw the girls on the team secretly feeding breadcrumbs to magpies, their tightly bundled figures…-
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Shen Zhou dragged the person back into the room but didn't interrogate him. He placed him and the paper sword aside and ignored them, then returned to the door, squatted down, and pressed his ears tightly against the door panel, his brow furrowed. Lu Buzhuo felt a little neglected. In truth, Shen Zhou hadn't done much. No matter how unhappy he was last night, he only gave a couple of shoves and was still willing to be lulled to sleep, not at all like an angry Dao companion. But it was precisely…-
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It was three in the morning when Qin Zhan finally returned home from the bar. As he passed through the alley, his usual shortcut, he noticed a child's birthday candle, burned to its stub and discarded on top of an air conditioner unit—an incongruous sight in this setting. Near the warehouse, an elderly man was rummaging through trash bins, scavenging for recyclables. Pinching his nose against the stench, he pulled out a black plastic bag. But when he tried to pull out the contents, he suddenly…-
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