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Chapter 20 Ying Quhe swept Xi Mi's bangs aside into a center part, and sure enough, her field of vision widened considerably. Under his guidance, trimming the shrimp tails felt like completing a major undertaking — deeply satisfying, a weight lifted. Ying Quhe released her and moved to the prep table to sort the seasonings for her. He snapped the dried chili peppers in half by hand, the sesame-sized white seeds bursting across the plate. In the rough ceramic seasoning dish, the fiery red…- 106.4 K • Ongoing
- Chapter 21 Xi Mi hung the shopping bags on her arm. After getting off the subway, the bag handles had left red marks on her pale, tender skin. Ying Quhe took all the bags from her hands and gestured for her to go first as they passed through security. He looked down at the pile of bags, remembering how the three brothers had gathered before the New Year to dine and go shopping. His elder and younger brothers had brought their wives on a wild shopping spree while he silently tagged along. Today…
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- Chapter 22 The live background music shifted into an oppressive, tense rhythm. The watching contestants grew nervous too, and the audience's hearts were pulled tight with suspense. Ji Donglin was so tense he nearly crushed his nametag. "Is Ying Quhe sick in the head?" In the presence of a Goddess, male icons were nonexistent; at this moment, he was nothing more than Xi Mi's little fanboy. The Old Lady clutched her nervous heart. "How is a young man like that ever going to get a…
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- Chapter 23 After hanging up the phone, Ying Quhe stared at the table full of food. He crushed the flowers in his grip, tossed them into the trash bin, picked up the gift box, and went upstairs. Rose thorns pierced his palm, oozing a trickle of blood. The sharp sting gave him a slight release from the stifling frustration built up in his chest. Ungrateful little wretch. She was worse than a dog raised by his own hand! ... Nan Qing was dead drunk. After clutching the toilet and throwing up…
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- Chapter 24 Ying Quhe gave a low "Mm." "I know." Xi Mi rubbed her forehead and got up. "Nan Qing kept me up all night. I'm a little tired, so I'm going upstairs to sleep for a bit." "Okay." Ying Quhe watched the blush creep from the base of her neck up to her cheeks. He reached out to ruffle her hair, but like a slippery loach, she darted past him and ran upstairs. After taking a comfortable bath, Xi Mi wasn't sleepy at all. Wearing her teddy bear pajamas, she rolled around on the soft…
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- Chapter 25 The ancient town had no KTV lounges, mostly just artsy, literary bars. Xi Mi always loved going to those. A singer on stage would strum and croon, and every so often she'd climb up and belt out a couple of tunes herself. Travelers from all over would listen to her hum and think this slip of a girl somehow held an immense energy inside her tiny frame. She could nail the ancient town's folk songs just as easily as she could deliver an authentic American ballad. She still remembered her…
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- Chapter 75: Who was the person with you back then? Juntian Entertainment. Ever since Qiao Yitong had been on the island for a week, the entire staff of Juntian Entertainment had felt a strange sense of tension and irritability. This irritability originated from their second-in-command, Wen Bojun. His own volatile mood trickled down to every member of the company, leaving everyone in a state of constant anxiety, terrified that a single misstep would set off the powder keg and land them in…
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- Chapter 29: Helper Huang of the State-Owned Restaurant, and Li Mingcheng Xie Zhao had seen people selling river snails outside the Aquatic Products Supply and Marketing Cooperative for fifty cents a jin, and that was with their tails already snipped off. Yet business had been mediocre. After all, they were a hassle to prepare, took too much time and oil, and weren't filling. No one wanted to buy them. But now, Liu Zhi was actually offering one yuan per jin! Xie Zhao kept his expression…
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