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He remembered, many years ago, someone had sworn to the heavens that they would eradicate crime at all costs. And the result? As long as the world exists, as long as there are people, there will be evil. But Ye Jingsheng never cared about such things. All he wanted was to live for the moment. So, the golden-haired beauty leaning lazily against the wall in front of him should, by all logic, be bringing him great pleasure. Especially with her long, slender legs slowly sliding between his. Yet all he…- 61.7 K • Completed
- Before boarding the plane, Ye Jingsheng went to a payphone outside and dialed Wu Yixue’s number. The phone rang for a long time, but no one picked up, and it automatically redirected to the voicemail. “It’s me, Ye Jingsheng. I’ll be leaving Hong Kong for a while. If I can’t make it back in time, please take care of his surgery. Don’t go near Xiao Jie, he’s already being watched. No matter what, don’t let anyone know about my relationship with him. That’s all.” Kicking open the…
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- Ye Jingsheng nodded. “I’m just a gambler, crazy enough to risk it all. Let’s see if you, the banker, have the guts to play with me.” Fang Yang studied him for a moment, then smirked. “Play?” Leaning closer, his tone turned teasing as his eyes narrowed. “What I want to play with you isn’t this.” Ye Jingsheng’s expression remained unchanged, his persistent smile holding steady. “Whatever Yang ge wants to play, I’m game.” “Really?” Fang Yang bit his earlobe lightly, his…
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- Two more days passed, and Zhou Song's illness had completely subsided, leaving only the wound on his palm yet to fully heal. He couldn't fathom why He Zhi had been acting so strangely these past few days, insisting on sharing every meal with him in the Hall of Chengde. Initially, Zhou Song was deeply apprehensive, fearing this might be a "Hongmen BanquetThe Feast at Swan Goose Gate, also known as the Banquet at Hongmen, Hongmen Banquet, Hongmen Feast and other similar renditions, was a historical event…
The two men maintained their handshake for an indeterminate amount of time, neither wanting to be the first to let go—a sight that left Director Xu utterly baffled.As a director, emotions seldom escaped his notice. To him, something seemed off about the way the two looked at each other—a forced calm, an assumed nonchalance, all while sparks flew across the chasm between them, as though they were setting off fireworks for each other.What was going on? It was like two Parkinson's patients, in their…- 244.1 K • Completed
- Shen Fubai jumped from his chair with excitement, clutching his phone as he gave Xiao Lin a bear hug. "Xiao Lin, you won’t believe what just happened!"Xiao Lin: "Jiang Heng, the movie emperor, followed your main account?""Not only that—"Xiao Lin: "Jiang Heng replied to your alternate account?"Shen Fubai was stunned. "Are you Formaldehyde?"Xiao Lin: "What kind of weird name is that? That's something for preserving dead things!"Shen Fubai: "It’s Holmes Lin, nickname Formaldehyde."Xiao Lin: "…."…
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- The sound of leather shoes tapping the floor echoed throughout the hallway. Xiao Zhang couldn't help but stealthily glance back at Jiang Heng's clear and unruffled face, then silently turned his head, commending him mentally.True to form, the actor never exposed his true feelings.As Jiang Heng's personal assistant, of course, Xiao Zhang knew what truly mattered to his boss.How could he be angry! Brother Jiang was Shen Fubai's number one obsessive fan! He wouldn't even admit to rushing out of the bathroom…
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- Shen Fubai entered the single-person dressing room with a noble, icy demeanor, maintaining a 360-degree radiant beauty and captivating charm that was perfect, holding up under the scrutiny of any camera lens.The moment he stepped into the room, however, he collapsed onto the reclining chair, covering his face, brimming with existential despair, as he cried out in despair, "AAAAAAAAAGH!!!"Xiao Lin, who had just entered, was taken aback. "Brother Shen, what kind of dramatic act are you pulling here?"Shen…
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- After washing, Zhou Song changed into fresh clothes and draped a thick fox fur over his shoulders before stepping out of the hall. A cold wind whipped against Zhou Song’s face, but thankfully, the midday breeze wasn’t as biting as the morning chill. He could endure it. He wasn’t entitled to ride in a sedan chair A sedan chairis a portable, covered seat for one person that was carried on poles by two people, historically used for transportation, especially in the 17th and 18th centuries. These…
- The rising warmth from the bath dispelled the chill, and Zhou Song's body relaxed under the gentle caress of the water. He sat in the tub for a long time, recalling the gruesome death of the man in the hall. His stomach churned, making him deeply uncomfortable. He scooped up another handful of water and poured it over himself, grateful that he had managed to survive the day. His first encounter with He Zhi left Zhou Song feeling as though he had met a venomous snake in ambush. The man's vertical…
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