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Chapter 4 Going Home Under the moonlight, the black motorcycle reflected a silvery sheen unique to cold, hard metal. Its streamlined design resembled a cheetah poised to pounce. The engine roared; the beast of the night unable to suppress its low growl, was ready to burst through the air at any moment. This was an irresistible temptation for a hot-blooded, motorcycle-loving young man. All thoughts of refusal were thrown to the back of his mind. Zhou Mingchen hastily put on his helmet…- 70.6 K • Ongoing
- Chapter 3: Becoming Part of Your Son’s Social Circle At 8:00 p.m., Tao Yan, who had just finished working overtime, dragged his weary body into the elevator. “Xiao Tao, just got off work? You must be exhausted.” The person greeting him was Aunt Qin, a retired teacher and community committee assistant who lived next door. She always took a special interest in Tao Yan – a good-looking, middle-aged bachelor with a stable job – and whenever they met, she would exchange a few pleasantries,…
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- Chapter 2: The Domineering CEO Zhou Hui (?) The moment Shen Wanchao grabbed Zhou Mingchen by the back of the neck, the entire class gasped in unison: “Ha–!” Zhou Mingchen swatted Shen Wanchao’s hand away whit a disgusted expression: “I’ve had enough of you, don’t touch me!” With that, Zhou Mingchen completely disregarded that it was still morning reading time and walked out of the classroom. Yang Liu was startled; she stretched out her arm like a…
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- Chapter 12 A Knot in the Heart To be honest, Shen Wanchao didn't really want to meet Han Zhen. The photo was too blurry, and before the other person's identity was 100% confirmed, Shen Wanchao didn't want to involve any innocent people. However, the information he received from various sources indicated that the other person in the photo was most likely this newly appointed secretary. So, if they didn't meet, that was fine, but once they did, Shen Wanchao couldn't guarantee that he…
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- Chapter 11 Illness The next morning, Shen Wanchao woke up with a low-grade fever. He huddled in the corner of the sofa, wearing soft pajamas, a thermometer between his fingers. His head was spinning, and he couldn't make out whether the mercury pointer indicated 37 or 38. Regardless of the number, he had a fever. A hand snatched the thermometer away while simultaneously placing a cup of warm milk and a slice of golden-brown toast in his hand. "I've called in sick for you.…
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- Chapter 10 The Problem Remains Unsolved On Monday evening, Shen Wanchao was diligently studying at his desk in the small study. His guest room didn't have a dedicated desk, so Shen Wanchao had borrowed a small lamp from Zhou Mingchen and moved a portable desk from Zhou Hui's study, which had been gathering dust for years, to make do for two nights. Ultimately, he couldn't stand the cramped space of the portable desk; he'd spent the entire night picking up pens and papers to do his…
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- Chapter 1 Returning to Eighteen A well-defined hand reached out from the side. “What is love?” “This listener from Qiongying City says his girlfriend keeps accusing him of not loving her. He wants to ask our radio station, what exactly is love…” The spring rain had just stopped. It was rush hour, and it had just rained. Cars were lined up in long queues on the road. The person in the driver's seat raised his hand and adjusted the frequency of the car…
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To be honest, Mr. Baek Sahyeon and I had no real relationship. We weren’t family, friends, or lovers; the only connection between us was a single, thin card. Once that was gone, there would be no reason to see each other anymore. That’s why I wanted to create another connection. I needed a reason to keep meeting him. The conclusion of that desire was debt. In that sense, this was closer to the true purpose of borrowing money than the deposit itself. “Be specific.” “So… I’m planning to…- 172.3 K • Completed
- Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep. As soon as I finished marking the last question, the bell rang with perfect timing. I put down my writing instrument without hesitation. Following the instructions, I quickly organized my desk, and the proctors began moving to collect the answer sheets. Their movements were almost mechanical. Once the proctors, having confirmed the number of collected answer sheets, left the classroom, sighs erupted from all corners. The sighs varied in nature:…
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- “It seems pretty far to the school. Isn’t it inconvenient to commute?” “Well… I’ve gotten used to it, so it’s fine.” At first, it was obviously inconvenient. The poor infrastructure was one thing, but using public transportation was difficult. The neighborhood was so remote that not only the subway station but also the bus stop was too far away. On top of that, there were so many hills. Lately, there’s been some talk about redevelopment, but even if it happens, I wouldn’t benefit…
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