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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 304: Lu Mian, I'm About to Be Won by Someone Else...

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The morning welcome ceremony concluded amidst the artistic performances, and the shockwave brought by Lu Mian still reverberated in everyone's heart.

The afternoon was reserved for the school's classical poetry competition.

Lu Mian wasn't herself today; she did not plan to participate in the contest but went to the venue to make up the numbers.

Sitting at the very back of the step-seated classroom, she slumped over the desk, listless and weak.

She felt a feverish heat throughout her body that hadn't yet subsided.

Her mind was flooded with the image of Xiao Qimo coming close to kiss her, making her think she had come down with a fever.

She listlessly fiddled with the rivets on the desk to pass the time.

It wasn't until a man sat down beside her that she suddenly straightened up, as if shocked by electricity.

Xiao Qimo sat across the aisle from her. His long legs and arms cramped in the space between the desks and chairs, forced him to stretch his legs out.