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Paranoid Doctor Only Loves Me

By a twist of fate, Tang Su discovered that the aloof male god she once had a crush on lived right across the hall. It had been eight years, and he did not remember her at all, so Tang Su had to tuck away her affections and pretend she didn't know him. Every time they met, she would properly call him "Doctor Lu." …… One day, while Lu Han was taking a nap, Tang Su slipped into his office. The duty nurse shot up in surprise, shouting "Stop" as she followed after Tang Su. By the time the nurse arrived, Tang Su was sitting in the chair, stretching out her leg to hook Lu Han's, coquettishly asking, "Doctor Lu, my leg hurts, could you take a look?" Lu Han stepped back and turned to the nurse, "You go out first, I'll handle this." The nurse nodded, considerately closing the door behind her while muttering to herself that she didn't know how many women had thrown themselves at Doctor Lu. Each one of them had left crying. After a while, the office door opened. The nurse looked up to see that Tang Su as expected, was limping out with reddened eyes. The nurse smiled knowingly, thinking that Tang Su had overestimated herself. Soon after, Lu Han hurried out of his office. He swept past the nurse, scooped Tang Su up at the waist, and carried her sideways back to the office. As he walked, he whispered to Tang Su, "Didn't I tell you to wait for me a while? Why are you walking around with a sore leg?" …… After they got married, Doctor Lu was often away for meetings, surgeries, and paid learning, hardly ever at home, not even answering phone calls, leaving Tang Su practically like a deserted bride. She wrote in her TikTok bio: "Living like a widow." Then— One stormy night, Doctor Lu came back. Before long, she changed her TikTok bio to: "Please spare me."

Lattice Shell · Urban
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504 Climbing Too High (2nd Update)

The singer sitting nearby had just finished singing ten songs and was about to move to another table to look for more business when Bai Dingyang stopped him, "Don't go, give us another two hundred's worth, ten songs, and the tip is one hundred."

"Thank you, boss, thank you, boss." The singer hadn't expected that the customers at this table would be so generous, handing out tips of one hundred each time.

Xiao Nanqing just laughed, "Old Bai, you're being way too stingy. A bottle of wine calls for a tip of more than a hundred. Aren't you afraid that word will get back to Beijing and make you the laughingstock?"

Bai Dingyang was indifferent, "This is South Island, not Beijing."

"Yes, yes, yes, as long as you, young master Bai, are happy."

That night, the singer sang for as long as Chen Duoduo and her friends dined, dedicating his entire performance to the eight of them.

The four men took turns paying for the songs and giving tips.

The standard tip was two hundred.