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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 124: Seventh Brother, You're in Trouble

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"Oh?" The sophisticated man elegantly crossed his legs, his long limbs overlapping in a relaxed and lazy pose, yet his tone carried a strong sense of oppression as he said with composure, "Feel like taking a chemistry lesson?"

"Awoo!"

Ye Jinwen felt as if his lifeline had been seized, and he did not utter another word the entire journey.

Xiao Qimo drove Lu Mian home. Although Lu Mian was drunk, she obediently did as she was told. She scanned her fingerprint and walked straight to the bedroom. Sometimes it was hard to tell whether she was really drunk or not.

Xiao Qimo sighed and tucked her in with a thin blanket.

Watching her instinctively curl up into a ball, and hearing her light and even breathing, his gaze grew heavy.

"You little rascal, are you really not sad?"

Only a low whine filled the room, with no one to answer him.

He drew the curtains for her and slowly left Lu Mian's house.