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Saving the Heartthrob Frenemy

Sequel of Saving the overbearing CEO.... Because of his dads' company, Qie Xieling didn't have an opportunity to have friends until he went to preschool. But when he thought he had made a friend she turned around and fawned over Luo Muchen abandoning him. Any other person would have gotten over it but he was just as petty as his father and as vengeful as his dad hence a rift that would deepen over the years was formed and Lin Lin wasn't mature about it. Each time he lay eyes on Luo Muchen he would sneer but all his friends liked the handsome heartbreaker so what choice did he have? Like a vengeful ghost, Luo Muchen haunted him day in and day out. He thought that Luo Muchen's sole purpose was to irritate him that is until they had to go into a game designed by a rival company, a game that was highly unethical and dangerous, to save Luo Muchen. Could someone explain to him why the annoying demon Muchen was pulling him into his embrace and calling out wife? It turns out a love rival was never a love rival but rather a love interest. Lin Lin, "F*ck" Wen Qinxi, "Watch your mouth, young man." Lin Lin, "...."

Andru_9788 · LGBT+
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"Wait a little longer,"

Luo Muchen's heart was set ablaze and the slow romantic music in the background wasn't helping. He was having a peach blossom moment just like in K-dramas. He just wanted to pull him closer and rest his head on Qie Xieling's shoulder while confessing his feelings.

"What? Do you also think I am too skinny? Uh shit, now I understand why my pa keeps insisting on dragging me to the gym," said Qie Xieling removing Luo Muchen's hands from his waist.

Luo Muchen felt a great sense of loss. He glanced down at his hands which still had lingering warmth from the touch just now. He was grateful that the lights were slightly dim otherwise his red cheeks and ears would be seen by everyone.

Qie Xieling had no idea he had screwed with Luo Muchen's emotions so much that his brain was fried. He was busy staring at the dull dance floor. If there weren't any distractions how would they get away with what they were about to do?