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The Master's Mask Unveiled Again

The all-powerful boss is stripped of his identity again! One is handsome while the other is proud; the two-faced refined rascal versus a cynical girl with hidden identities. Everyone secretly jokei that Master Mo’s wife is an ignorant and incompetent little tyrant. Bad at her studies? Lu Mian emergei as the top student for science at her college entrance examination. No talent? Lu Mian shows everyone how competent she is at multitasking by playing the piano with one hand, and painting with the other during a live performance. A prodigal? She makes a small fortune in just two days with her limited knowledge. Boxing, Go chess, appraising treasures, car racing… Bring it on! She can do them all. The soft-spoken Xiao Qimo adjusts his glasses with pride. “Who else has something to say?” One of his subordinates raises his hand cautiously. “Master Mo, your wife seems to be the one who single-handedly destroyed the illegal laboratory.” Xiao Qimo looks at his wife who is quietly practicing calligraphy. “That’s impossible!” It isn’t until… During the general meeting for the International Elite Organization, both Xiao Qimo and Lu Mian wear a mask. They take the stage and succeed as the organization’s Chief and Deputy Chief, respectively. The Deputy Chief beside me looks like my wife. This is Xiao Qimo’s thought. The Chief looks like someone I know. Lu Mian is thinking the same thing, too. Soon, the newly appointed Chief is seen blocking his deputy at the ladies’ room. What happens when two strong and uncorrupted individuals fall for each other?

Dou Dou has copper coins · Urban
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445 Chs

Was She Hinting Something to You?

Editor: Atlas Studios

This type of view would cause a girl's heart to beat faster and her face to turn red, especially in front of such a gentlemanly and perfectly handsome man.

Lu Mian was still impassive. She just felt that she came at the wrong time, but she did not feel any discomfort.

Her clear eyes stared straight into Xiao Qimo's eyes as her lips curved upwards, and she asked calmly, "Mr. Xiao, can you lend me a pair of chopsticks?"

Lend a pair of chopsticks?

Xiao Qimo chuckled lightly and shifted in his bathrobe.

It seemed like she really had no intentions toward him, as her facial expression did not even change.

He deduced that his male charisma in front of this girl was a grand total of zero.

He was pretty curious about what food she made in the neighboring flat, but he was confused as well. If she was living there normally, why would she not have a pair of chopsticks?