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Chen Ang’s good mood didn’t last long. The weekend had arrived, and he had to go home for dinner. The Chen family home was in a villa area halfway up the mountain, a property Chen Zhengde had bought when he retired. By the time Chen Ang stepped through the door, Chen Jing had already arrived and was in the living room arguing with Zhou Cheng’an. Even their fights were cold and composed, like blades wrapped in silk, cutting back and forth. Chen Ang, worried about making things awkward, lingered in…- 62.6 K • Completed
- The cold hit hard. Xu Heng blew his nose so many times his nostrils were sore. He stayed home to rest for a day. The next day he felt a little better and went to work in a loose-fitting khaki knit cardigan. The girls in the studio took turns coddling and comforting him. He was eager to learn and worked hard. He was always the last to leave after work, staying behind to help clean up and organize. Everyone at the studio liked him. Their makeup studio offered both makeup and photography services.…
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- After that one meeting, He An never contacted Xu Heng again. Xu Heng felt a bit disappointed, but also slightly relieved. They came from two different worlds. Letting things end there was probably the best outcome. Even though He An's thoughtful and gentle manner often made Xu Heng forget the distance between them, he knew deep down that He An had always looked down on him a little. Not in a cruel or contemptuous way, but in a quiet, unconscious sort of way. Xu Heng was never someone He An saw as…
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- The moment was a bit awkward. Xu Heng hesitated, unsure what to say. He and He An had once been friends with benefits. They met at a gay bar, and their arrangement had lasted about three or four months. Not exactly long, but not short either. They had ended things two months ago because He An was going abroad for further studies in art. It had been a peaceful parting. Xu Heng had even given He An a farewell gift, a painting he bought at an exhibition. It hadn’t come cheap. The truth was, Xu Heng…
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- The bride glanced around and said to Chen Ang, “Not bad. Just wear that. I’ll go try the makeup.” Chen Ang caught a glimpse of Xu Heng from the corner of his eye, then turned and went back into the changing room. Xu Heng’s expression toward him had completely changed. It was as if he were looking at a modern-day Chen ShimeiChen Shimei is a figure from Chinese folklore known for abandoning his wife to marry a princess after gaining power. His name is now synonymous with betrayal and heartless…
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- Chen Ang had this innate ability to speak with shameless confidence, like everything he said was completely reasonable. Probably came from putting on a straight-laced act for too long, once he let loose, there was no bottom to how brazen he could get. In the end, Xu Heng had no choice but to sulk his way downstairs with Chen Ang’s suit in hand. The thought of all those messy body fluids on the clothes made his face burn. But the dry cleaner didn’t know him anyway. If anyone should be embarrassed, it…
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- Faced with the cab driver’s sharp gaze, Xu Heng didn’t dare say a word. All he could do was obediently rattle off his home address. The ride remained silent all the way. When they arrived, Chen Ang calmly pulled out his phone and paid the fare. His tie was already undone, tossed together with his suit jacket over one arm. He stepped out first and started walking ahead. Xu Heng lugged his heavy makeup case and hurried after him, nearly jogging just to catch up. That was when he realized Chen Ang was…
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- That one whisper from Chen Ang was enough to make Xu Heng instantly snap back into a serious work mode. He focused hard, brushing on a light layer of makeup with great care. Not that there was much to touch up. Chen Ang had a sharp, structured face. With a bit of base and some minor contouring, he already looked clean and energetic, his masculine features softened by just the right touch of elegance. What Xu Heng envied most were his double eyelids. His own were droopy and slightly hooded, making him look…
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- Xu Heng checked the time. It was already past eight in the evening. With legs still sore, he rushed through a quick shower, then sat down in front of his computer right on schedule. The moment he opened the stream, the chat exploded. His viewers were already waiting and blowing up the comments. As a professional makeup artist, Xu Heng occasionally made beauty content on the side. It started as just a hobby, mostly videos where he recreated celebrity looks. But gradually, he gained a decent following.…
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- Xu Heng’s face turned red in an instant, partly from anger, partly from embarrassment. He was angry because Chen Ang had absolutely no shame. The word "fuck" rolled off his tongue like it was nothing. Yet in the daytime, he wore that straight-laced, respectable mask like a saint. Who would have thought he was this vulgar in private. But of all the unfair things in the world, the man had been gifted with a voice that was low and raspy in just the right way. His breath hit Xu Heng’s ear, sending a…
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