CHAPTERS
"What did you say?" Donald frowned. "Since you are my son, we will naturally be seeing each other every day in the future." Seven turned back to face him, disbelief written all over his face. "E-every day?" "Yes, Seven," Donald said with a smile, pulling a folded document from his coat pocket. "You’re still a minor. This is a guardianship application form. All you need to do is sign it, and we can be reunited as father and son." He placed his well-manicured hand over Seven’s and continued,…- 117.3 K • Completed
- Before appearing in court, Andy had already made up his mind. Yes, he admitted that he did have feelings for Seven, but so what? If it meant facing ten years in prison, going to Florida would undoubtedly be a much better option than staying on the Virgin Islands. People always have to face reality. He couldn’t deny that today, Seven truly gave off the aura of a victim. Dressed in pristine white with black trousers, his neatly ironed collar framed his slender neck, giving him a fragile, almost…
- 117.3 K • Completed
- Seven jolted awake with a cry, drenched in sweat. In the dim light, he vaguely made out a figure sitting by the bedside. He sat up in alarm, only to hear a calm voice say, "Don't panic, it's me, Andy." "You?" "I was outside and heard you shouting. I thought something had happened!" "What was I saying?" Andy paused before replying, "You were asking why they didn’t kill you, and also…" "And what else…" Seven's voice was a bit hoarse. "…And you said… you love… you love Rong…
- 117.3 K • Completed
- 7 p.m.American police stations would be at their busiest, filled with petty thieves, heavily made-up prostitutes, tattooed white men, and punk-styled Black men giving statements or waiting to be detained. But this place was different.This was the Virgin Islands. A Caribbean paradise where the wealthy played and the elite ruled. Home to the richest of the rich. Crime, if it existed, rarely made a ripple. Yet this evening, in the quiet of its detention center, there was a single detainee. A young…
- 117.3 K • Completed
The silence lasted only a moment before Jiang Zhihuo's message popped up. Jiang Zhihuo: What the heck! Jiang Zhihuo: You jerk! Jiang Zhihuo: You actually went to the library with Yujun behind my back! Jiang Zhihuo: Where are you?! Send me your location! As expected. Yan Mu: Send it to you? Jiang Zhihuo: I need to study! Yan Mu: Study? You? Jiang Zhihuo said righteously: Yes. Yan Mu: ...... It looked like they weren't planning to cooperate. Jiang Zhihuo sent a…- 369.8 K • Completed
- As soon as school was over, Yan Mu walked out of the classroom. “Yan-ge.” Xie Qiu called out to him, “What do you plan to have for dinner?” At the same time, Yan Mu’s phone vibrated continuously with messages from Jiang Zhihuo. Yan Mu lowered his eyes. Jiang Zhihuo: Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up. Jiang Zhihuo: I'm waiting for you at Zhuangyuan! Jiang Zhihuo: I’ll give you five minutes. If you’re not out by then, I’m coming in! Yan Mu turned off the phone screen and…
- 369.8 K • Completed
- With Zong Bei’s earth-shattering shout, Jiang Zhihuo and Yan Mu froze at the same time, unable to react in time. They turned toward the two people who had burst in through the window with pale faces. Eight eyes met, but no words were exchanged. Zong Bei: “What are you doing?!” Jiang Zhihuo: “What are you doing here?!” Jiang Zhihuo managed to speak on the surface, but in fact, he was on the verge of collapsing. Damn it! When did these two come inside?! What did you both…
- 369.8 K • Completed
- He said he wanted to chat, but Jiang Zhihuo had no idea what to say to Ding Jianhui. Zong Bei had jokingly asked him before whether Old Ding was trying to make him feel guilty in order to force him to ‘turn over a new leaf.’. Jiang Zhihuo indeed felt quite guilty; Ding Jianhui was genuinely trying to help him find a future path. “Although I’m only saying this now, it should still be in time.” Ding Jianhui said earnestly, “You’re good-looking, tall, and have an outgoing…
- 369.8 K • Completed
- Jiang Zhihuo keenly noticed that Yan Mu seemed completely different when he said this sentence. It’s as if…merely mentioning or thinking about a certain person could make his whole attitude softened. Did Yan Mu really like Bai Yujun that much?? After returning home, Jiang Zhihuo didn’t mention today’s date again. He quickly took a shower, got into bed, and curled up in the air-conditioned room. The next day was Monday, and they had class. Yan Mu’s alarm rang on time. That night,…
- 369.8 K • Completed
- Jiang Zhihuo didn't have much luggage, just a suitcase. After a quick trip back to his place, he returned shortly with a suitcase in tow. He placed it on the floor, took some clothes, and went to take a shower. After finishing his shower, he casually lay down on the bed and said, “Hello, friend!” Yan Mu was studying, with a desk lamp lit on the table. He kept his head down the whole time, showing no intention of responding to Jiang Zhihuo, leaving only a cool and aloof view of the back of his…
- 369.8 K • Completed
- Previous 1 … 933 934 935 … 947 Next
