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The Devil Doctor's Spicy Love

Rumors say that if you ever come across an extremely handsome man in a doctor's coat twirling a shiny scalpel between his fingers with an alluring smile on his lips that takes your breath away… Run. For he is the devil. *** Yang Mingshen’s existence screams of six adjectives - Handsome, wealthy, talented, narcissist, arrogant and evil. He is an unrivaled doctor from one of the most affluent and prestigious Underworld families, who sees only medicine and his own interests. Until a desire consumes him - to have a woman’s heart. That woman, Song Jia, continues to put all the wrongs to right as a capable police officer. She, whose life was once saved by the devil doctor, refuses to bend to his tempting seduction. “I will just take your heart and put it in somebody else's chest. It won't hurt at all, I promise~” “Yes because I will be dead to feel anything.” But the bad news comes knocking when Yang Mingshen becomes the lead forensic investigator to assist in her cases. With a devil now clinging to her, she comes across a deep, dark and cruel web of conspiracies stained with blood, love, hatred, revenge, politics and much more. Treading into dangerous territories, will they be able to uncover the net of lies and deceit? And maybe find love along the way? *EXCERPT* “I am not the weak patient anymore. You try to grab my neck and I will break your wrist,” Jia threw him a death glare. Mingshen leaned in closer, chuckling devilishly. "I told you before, Spicy. I have saved your life. I have touched your heart quite literally. So that heart beating in your chest right now belongs to Yang Mingshen. If I want it, I will have it.”

enthu_reader · Urban
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Murder at Crimson Moon hotel

Wan Guanting was sprawled on the bed with his right arm partially hanging off the bed and his left arm fully spread out on the bed on the other side.

The crew assembled in the room, everybody blankly staring at the director's dead body. He was all happy and alive until a few hours ago, so nobody could process what just happened.

Xin Manchu was the first to break the ice. "Wait this is a joke, right?" He asked, looking around the group.

"We left his room around what? Two in the morning? He was drunk but still alive, right? So how the hell did he kick the bucket within these few hours?"

Nobody had an answer to that unfathomable question.

Meng Rin could hardly get her voice out. "How…How is he dead?"

Chow Mey stared at the dead Wan Guanting, dazed and lost. Dong Haoyu's voice brought him out of her stupor.

"This is ridiculous. I think he is just dead asleep. He had too much to drink last night."