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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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How to appease one's husband

"Ma'am, should we send the bill to them?" asked a tall man with red hair as he passed her a clean handkerchief.

Lee Ya took it from him as she replied, "No, I know he has a very important shipment worth twice the price of my shit. Hijack it tomorrow as reimbursement and compensation for pain and suffering."

"Yes ma'am," he replied.

Meanwhile, Luo Muchen's grip on Qie Xieling's arm remained unyielding as they stood inside the cramped elevator. Seeing how angry their boss was his men didn't dare get in with them. They wisely chose the stairs.

The air in the elevator grew thick with tension, making it difficult for Qie Xieling to catch his breath. He could feel the raw anger radiating from Luo Muchen, his once gentle touch now transformed into a vice-like grip.

"You can let me go," he mustered the courage to speak, his voice laced with a mix of defiance and resignation. "I won't run."