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The Long-awaited Mr Han

"Take me in, I'll do anything you want me to!" In her previous life, Lu Man is sent to prison after being framed by her step-sister and an asshole. After being released from prison, the only thing that greets her is her mother's tombstone. Seeing the asshole and bitch getting happily along together like one big family with her birth father and step-mother, she sets out to die together with the asshole and her step-sister in fiery flames. The moment she opens her eyes again, she finds herself back on the very day she was framed. Resolutely jumping out the window and climbing next door, she seeks refuge from the man occupying the room there. But who would have guessed that the man is the brilliant hunk she has always admired from afar in her past life? She vows to rub her eyes clean and be more discerning of people. She wants to make everyone who owed her in the past to pay her back! "Young Master Han, can you let me hug your other arm too?" "Actually, I have one more, do you want it?" "…"

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I'm Downstairs

Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios

Shi Xiaoya hurriedly shook her head. How could that be?

"What's the matter, Young Master Ling?" Shi Xiaoya asked.

She held her phone in one hand and so couldn't carry the two suitcases at the door at the same time, so she could only finish the conversation first.

"Are you ready? Are you out of your house yet?" Han Zhuoling asked knowingly.

He was downstairs currently, arriving half an hour earlier specifically to wait for her.

He remembered her saying she was departing at 6:30, and seeing that she hadn't appeared within the 30 minutes he'd waited, he knew that she hadn't left yet and called.

"I'm about to leave," Shi Xiaoya said, "and was booking a cab when you called."

Han Zhuoling chuckled. "No need to book a taxi anymore. Come on down, I'm downstairs."

Shi Xiaoya nearly dropped her phone in surprise, scrambling to hold it once more. "W-What?"

"I said, I'm waiting for you downstairs," Han Zhuoling patiently repeated.