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Chapter 1: The Debt and the Sale (Part 1) Emma Craven discovered that her life was over at exactly 2:37 p.m. on a rainy Tuesday, while trying to untie an impossible knot in her shoelace. The kitchen p...

Two days later, the man called "Father" finally hurried back, travel-worn. When he pushed open the familiar, creaking door, I didn't recognize him at first. The father in my memory was tall and quiet,...

I shut myself inside the house with the curtains drawn tight, sealing out every trace of light and sound. Grandma's presence still lingered in the rooms—the half-eaten bag of crackers on the table, he...

Yan Yu's pale eyes flew wide open in shock. He couldn't understand why Gu Huaizhi would say that. Before he could ask, the man closed in and closed a hand around his throat. “I don't need your explana...

Pei Jin really was the type who could read people like open books. One sentence out of him and Chen Mo was nearly in tears. "If I come back with nothing to show for it, my future mother-in-law will be...

She'd braced for a long wait before catching Qin Zheng. Instead, the moment Li Funing went to bed, the ghost delivered himself. Ling Wu went on high alert, yellow talisman clutched in her hand. What w...

Pei Jin leaned back against the wall at his ease. He hadn't said a single word the whole time, only listening quietly as the two of them talked. Partly he was letting his thoughts settle; partly he wa...

Chapter 4: The Debt and the Sale (Part 4) Emma adjusted her posture, squared her shoulders, and took her first real step down the ground-floor corridor. The black-and-white marble beneath her sneakers...

If one had to find a word for the scene at hand, "caught in the act" fit best. As far as Ling Wu was concerned, she was now exactly like the fickle young lord from her storybooks—flirting about with s...

Elara's Pov The night everything changed started like any other Tuesday in hell. I was standing in my kitchen—my father’s kitchen, really, though he’d been dead six months and the ghost of him still l...

For three days after that, Yin Xigui never mentioned the alley. He came home later and later each night, went straight to the study when he entered the old house, and the light burned there until late...

Back on Mount Kunlun, Ling Wu slept for three days and three nights straight. Perhaps she had truly worn herself out; she did not dream at all. When she woke, she felt refreshed and clear-headed. As i...

Qin Zheng glanced at the rabbit lantern, then at Shen Ci's fleeing back, and shook his head, laughing. He'd likely provoked some young miss again. Setting the lantern aside, he took up his brush and w...

Sixth Senior Brother had barely returned when Eldest Senior Brother left again. Ling Wu's days turned miserable. With Eldest Senior Brother around, she'd at least had someone to chat with. He knew so ...

The days after going public looked calm on the surface, but the things hiding in the dark hadn't disappeared. When Sheng Linyou went out to buy things, people still stole glances at him now and then. ...

Ling Wu had meant to reform this Qin Zheng. As it turned out, the man took neither the carrot nor the stick. Looked the picture of a well-read gentleman, yet petty to the bone. No wonder he died young...

The short stories Su Die submitted to magazines all sank without a trace. But she was in no hurry to doubt herself. She planned to sharpen her craft first, then submit again—this time a full-length no...

“Lu Yu, there’s something I need to say to you.” “Miss Su—don’t forget, this is a concert venue. If you don’t mind, we could exchange contact information.” “Fine.” Su Die showed Lu Yu her WeChat QR co...

Since Yunshu had only meant to help the scholar, and no real harm had come of it, Ling Wu was prepared to let her go. But Yunshu refused to leave. She wanted to tag along to the Li residence and see t...

Victor had barely stepped through his own front door when his mother’s call came in. He stared at the caller ID, brow knitting, and only answered after a few seconds. Mida’s voice came through. “Victo...

Chapter 28: Acting on His Own The moment his teeth closed on Tang Yu’s arm, the pain in Ji Qian’ang’s body truly did ease—and he no longer had to guess whether the concern was real or feigned. Just as...

Chapter 27: A Six-Inch Wound Ji Qian’ang froze for a beat, then draped Tang Yu’s arm over his shoulder, wrapped an arm around his waist, and steered him through the corridor. Once Tang Yu knew it was ...

The alarm went off at 6:12 a.m. Not 6:15, as Fábio had intended, because he’d set it incorrectly the night before—too nervous to get anything right, including his own fingers. He sat up in bed and sta...

The streets at night were nearly empty. Ling Wu trailed behind Qingchen, ambling along at half speed. She had so many questions. Why had Master come back early? Why had he happened to turn up in this ...

Never had Ling Wu imagined that one day she'd get to see those storybook illustrations performed live, right before her eyes. It all started at noon, right after the two of them had finished enjoying ...

Time flashed by, and it was March. Through Ling Wu's tireless efforts, she had, in half a year, achieved something like actual learning. When Qingchen heard, he decided to find an occasion to take her...

Chapter 3: The Debt and the Sale (Part 3) His voice was exactly what she had imagined the voice of someone who read five-year contracts for fun would sound like: controlled, slightly ironic, and dange...

Chapter 5: The Debt and the Sale (Part 5) The corridor curved gently to the left and suddenly opened into a wider area: the entrance to the kitchen, judging by the distant scent of dried herbs and the...

When she reached Qingchen's room, he was sitting on the couch fully robed, eyes clear—looking for all the world like he'd been awake for quite a while. Ling Wu carried in a plate piled with almond cri...

At the sea lion pool, Charlotte pressed against the glass, watching the sea lions tumble through the water, Luna and Victor standing on either side of her. When a sea lion sent up a spray, Luna instin...

Two minutes later, he leaned against the sliding door, watching Luna come back toward him, glancing over her shoulder every few steps. “Go on back out,” she murmured, pressing her lips together. Victo...

Ever since that trench-coat silhouette outside the restaurant — so achingly like him — Shen Miaomiao had been jumpy as a cat. The way she looked at Lu Chen had changed. Before: the editor from hell. N...

Once Volume Two was underway, Shen Miaomiao pushed her workaholic spirit to its absolute limit. Ever since the pitch meeting approved the new book as the company's number-one flagship project, the pre...

When the game of an advanced civilization invaded and the apocalypse broke out, the world's population was cut in half in under ten years. The land humans could inhabit kept shrinking. To preserve hum...

“Purification does not require taking my clothes off!!” The words were barely out of Xi Yan's mouth when Jiang Chen seized his hand and pressed it flat against the sculpted planes of his abdomen. Xi Y...

Yan Yu lay back down on the bed, his right hand guided by Gu Huaizhi's to reach the wound below. Applying his own ointment under Gu Huaizhi's gaze — just imagining what this round of “bedside care” wo...

Chapter 15: The Kitchen and the Blood (Part 3) “Right. Okay. I… I can deal with this. I think. As long as you keep not eating me. Metaphorically and literally.” This time, the corner of Nicco’s mouth ...

Marina Lopes had known Alexander Monteiro for nine years. Nine years of meetings, crises, launches, late nights, terrible machine coffee, and excellent coffee from actual cafés. Nine years of watching...