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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 268: Was Grandpa Mo Not Like This Before?

Ye Jinwen watched Mo Nie testing his luck on the brink of disaster and quickly covered his mouth.

It wasn't Mo Nie's fault that the big shot was too low-profile. They even called the restaurant owner to their table in front of Lu Mian!

"Bro, you might want to ease up on the comments. Do you think F Continent is too close or something?"

Mo Nie's hand, which was pouring water, stiffened, and he fell silent, crestfallen.

Being dispatched to F Continent was already an act of extraordinary grace from the Family Head. Although he didn't want to go, he knew it was his only chance to redeem himself.

F Continent was quite alright. It couldn't get any farther…

Lu Mian was unaware of what had transpired here, the pen in her hand became lively, twirling spectacularly as she propped her other hand on the table, "If this gentleman is heading to Africa today, order more dishes. Consider it a farewell treat from me."