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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?

Bronze Coins In Pocket · 都市
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134 Chs

The Devil From Purgatory

翻訳者: Atlas Studios 編集者: Atlas Studios

Ye Jinwen drove Xiao Qimo back to his residence.

The location information wasn't very precise, but one thing he could be sure of was that Thirteen had been around there!

While Ye Jinwen was driving steadily, a black motorcycle grazed past his car and sped away unexpectedly.

He sucked in a breath of cold air. They were 5 cm short of rubbing against each other!

Many men dreamed of owning a motorcycle; he was no exception.

His gaze shifted to the direction of that motorcycle, but he realized…

"Seventh Brother, it's Little Mianmian. She… she's so awesome!" His voice was filled with wonder and envy.

"She seems to be stopping by the bar!"

Ye Jinwen slammed on the brakes, but he reacted again. "No, we have to find Thirteen."

If they missed this chance, he wondered when they would be able to find this person again.