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Chapter 25: Earning It Back Tang Yu spent the entire day's classes hopelessly absent-minded. Even sitting at his desk, he wanted to be eight hundred meters away from the person beside him. Ji Qian'ang...

The steady sound of a jump rope echoed through the hall. Li Ce had reached two hundred and ninety jumps. His inner robe was soaked through, and his long hair clung in disarray to the side of his neck....

Outside the cockpit door, Daisy was interrogating Keane like a she-wolf on a mission, and Keane — my mate's Beta, my ex-husband's best friend, a man physically incapable of keeping a secret when a pre...

When Jiang Yuejian opened her eyes, her ears were filled with the piercing, rhythmic knocking of a wooden temple drum. Tok. Tok. Tok... She moved her neck and found herself slumped over a cold stone t...

Sheng Linyou woke to a violent pounding on the front door. Beside him, Yin Xigui opened his eyes almost at once. There was no trace of sleepiness in his gaze. The pounding came again, louder than befo...

By the time the car stopped outside the villa, Sheng Linyou was half-conscious. Yin Xigui helped him up to the bedroom on the second floor and used a warm towel to wipe the cuts on his face and wrists...

Ling Yu truly did not care much about the accusations. Still, in her present state she was unsuited to drawing another comic. She believed she needed more training before attempting a second one. What...

Great Qi's spring examinations had always been the battle through which scholars across the realm hoped to leap the dragon gate. Outside the Ministry of Rites, candidates from every region formed seve...

On the twelfth day of the first lunar month, ASG Quality Department. Gu Ping was in his early forties, wearing gold ‑ rimmed glasses, and spoke with the unhurried cadence typical of state ‑ owned ente...

After Su Mian publicly “force-fed” Xie Wei a life of luxury, the entire capital saw how dazedly the young scholar departed. Some said the little demon king had sucked the backbone out of Scholar Xie. ...

After the call ended, Yin Xigui stood in the living room for about ten seconds. His breathing gradually slowed from ragged to steady. The grip of his fingers on the edge of his phone loosened, then ti...

It rained through the entire night. By the time they returned to the house, both of them were more than half soaked. The pink ends of Yin Xigui's hair that his hood had failed to cover clung wetly to ...

Yin Rui used the word “trusteeship” when he said he was taking over Yin Xigui's holdings. That afternoon, Yin Xigui was summoned to the conference room on the top floor of the Yin Group. A thick stack...

Night had just fallen when Sheng Linyou reached the teahouse. The proprietor glanced at him, eyes pausing on his collar before looking away. Sheng Linyou ignored him and went upstairs. Warm light spil...

Friday afternoon brought Moxiang Literature's quarterly project-selection meeting. It was the most important meeting of the quarter. Senior management, editorial-team leads, heads of marketing, and th...

The basement of the Zhao residence. The darkness was almost absolute. Blood and rust tainted the stale air; chains clattered against one another. Anyone stumbling upon the room might have mistaken it ...

“A bargain?” Xue Miao leaned against his wheelchair beneath the moon, narrow eyes studying an unexpectedly interesting intruder. “What do you possess that could serve as a bargaining chip?” Cen Sheng ...

The moment Clerk Song's fingers touched the loose board, Wang Guizhi pounced like a lioness provoked, flinging herself forward. "Don't you dare touch that! Those are my Xue family's ancestral tablets!...

Wednesday was the day Shen Miaomiao hit the worst writer's block of her life. She had spent the entire morning staring at the document for Chapter Ten of her novel. Her two leads had progressed from t...

Fang Runing didn't move. She stayed half-kneeling, one arm around He Yuanqiu, the other hand sliding slowly toward the hemostatic forceps at her waist. Slowly—so slowly it made almost no sound. Her ey...

New York in summer smells like hot asphalt and cheap perfume. To everyone else, anyway. To me, it smells like nothing at all. Three years of practice taught an Omega how to flatten her scent into some...

With Xiao Sun on board, the workshop s capacity barely caught up. I did the finishing. He did rough grinding and semi ‑ finishing. The final surface correction was still done by me. ASG s orders stabi...

Su Zhen had a secret. It was a secret she had kept hidden for a very long time. Whenever she was bullied at school, whenever she sank into despair, this secret always gave her confidence. She and her ...

Wrapped in each other's arms, they slept peacefully through the night. In the two years since Sheng Linyou had been passed from hand to hand, warmth and comfort had become rare luxuries. He woke becau...

Half asleep, Gu Zai'an kept feeling a tickle on his face, as though someone's eyelashes were brushing against it. A bed that cost a thousand yuan a night really did deliver. The moment he lay down, he...

Days turned like pages stirred by the wind, slipping past to the scratch of pens and Chen Jingming’s occasional calls of “Nian-Nian.” The end of the first semester of our sophomore year drew quietly c...

A long silence settled behind Qian Yu. She moved experimentally, only for A-Ling to press her down again. “Have you seen my senior sister?” A-Ling asked. “No.” “Then why do you look exactly like her?”...

The hut the Immortal Master had told her about stood at the foot of Yunliu Mountain. It looked dilapidated beyond belief—one good gust and the whole thing would come apart. "Song of my thatched hut, w...

On Monday morning, the Moxiang Literature editorial office was bustling. After Saturday's team outing and Sunday's rest, everyone was in fairly good spirits. Shen Miaomiao sat at her workstation, fran...

On Saturday evening, the publishing company's team outing brought the entire staff to an upscale restaurant for dinner. Shen Miaomiao wore a pale blue dress, her hair loose over her shoulders, with a ...

On Friday afternoon, Shen Miaomiao arrived outside the editor-in-chief's office with her latest printed manuscript in her arms. These were Chapters Six through Eight, which she'd spent an entire week ...

The following afternoon, Shen Miaomiao came into the company late, sporting a pair of dark circles. She'd worked past midnight the night before, then tossed and turned at home over Lu Chen's jacket. A...

At half past ten at night, the Moxiang Literature editorial office was still brightly lit. Outside, the city had fallen asleep, with only scattered headlights cutting through the darkness. But this se...

After Lu Chen rescued Chapter Four with his red pen, Shen Miaomiao finally learned her lesson about writing. She stopped chasing exaggerated domineering-CEO formulas and began concentrating on details...

Ever since Lu Chen had pronounced her first three chapters “a huge improvement,” Shen Miaomiao had let the success go straight to her head. “Sweet contemporary romance? Is that all there is to it?” On...

To grow up, to become a calm person, requires shedding many tears. "Chairwoman Su arranged for me to pick you up and take you home." "Why do you call Mom 'Chairwoman Su'?" "Because I don't want to be ...

For the next two days, Shen Miaomiao might as well have unlocked a cheat code. By day, she sat at her desk at the company, writing like mad. At midnight, she took her place in front of her phone, punc...

11:59 p.m. Shen Miaomiao sat cross-legged on her sofa in oversized pajamas. A single floor lamp cast a warm yellow glow through the living room. On the table sat an unsweetened Americano that had long...

“Forgive my bluntness, but without the cover, I would have assumed I was reviewing a general's revenge saga set in an imaginary dynasty.” Cold air seeped through the spacious, brightly lit editor-in-c...

Qin Zu vented his cruelty against the windowsill of the F Group president's office. Today was his last day working at F Group. He imagined the day he would become a king the entire world under his con...