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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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322 Chs

Since Young, Every Single Time

編集者: Atlas Studios

Lu Mian only returned home after she ate a burger outside.

When she returned, the sky was already dark.

When she arrived at the annex, there was a rather old car parked at the door.

In a rare display, many of the lights in the annex were turned on, and the house looked more lively than it did before.

Lu Mian moved her mouth sarcastically as she recalled the text she received from Fu Man at noon.

Lu Xinnuan was already home. When she did not have remedial classes, she always returned home on time, she was the apple of her parents' eye. She was the "other families' child" that all parents spoke of.

"Dad, you've had a long journey, have some tea," Lu Xinnuan gently said as she passed the tea cup to Lu Zhizhai.

Lu Zhizhai was forty-eight, just two years older than his brother, but he looked much older because nothing was going right in his life. He carried a sense of perpetual gloominess between his brows.