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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 529: The Daughter-in-Law Who Has Not Yet Entered the Family

Xiao Qimo grasped the armrest for quite a while before finally saying in a frosty tone, "She's chatting with a friend and will be over in a moment."

"Oh, that's fine," Qi Zhen was satisfied, "Whether you come or not doesn't matter to me, I mainly wanted to see Mianmian!"

Xiao Qimo: ...

"Where's my dad?"

Qi Zhen waved his hand, "Your dad said I was dressed too lightly and insisted on getting a shawl from the car."

Xiao Qimo: ...

The refined man massaged his throbbing temples, no longer looking at Qi Zhen.

As Qi Zhen turned back to sit properly, Jia Fangqin leaned in from the side.

"The Lu Mian you were just talking about, is she a tall and slim girl who looks pretty decent?" she asked with a gossip-laden tone, completely oblivious to the propriety of the occasion.