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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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Lu Xinnuan's expression was rather stiff, she was annoyed that Lu Mian came looking for her.

She did not want the people to know that she had such a disgraceful sister, nor did she want Lu Mian's halo to overshadow hers.

The two of them had tacitly agreed to pretend to not know each other, but what else could Lu Mian be doing other than looking for her at their class?

She was rather down as she stuffed her books into her bag quietly. Her frustration grew as she heard her classmates' warm reaction to her sister.

"Who are you looking for? We'll go get them."

"Junior, do you want to borrow my notes? My grades are not bad…"

More annoyingly, class was already dismissed, but the students were not leaving.

She glumly zipped her bag up and picked it up and headed straight for the last row of the classroom.

Everyone's gaze landed on her and started a commotion.

"Oh, our goddess is here for our Young Master Su!"