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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?

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Chapter 260: Can't Speak Human Language? Let Me Teach You

Liang Xueyan married into what kind of family, Lu Mian didn't know.

Having only interacted with them twice, she realized that this household was a reproductive cancer. As soon as a child was born and the sex known, they schemed for the next one, such conversations, if heard by Liang Xueyan who just had a difficult delivery, would be extremely disheartening.

She knew Liang Xueyan wasn't doing well, but she hadn't expected it to be this severe.

She kept a stern face, leaning against the wall as she pulled out her cell phone and nonchalantly sent a text message, her arms crossed as she waited for Sister Wang to call.

Her right leg was slightly bent, her toes carelessly tapping the ground. A high-collared hoodie covered the curve of her jaw, revealing only a glimpse of her lips on one side, curled with a mocking coldness.

Beneath the sunglasses, her clear eyes flickered with restless cold irritation.