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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 333: Lu Mian, Can You Help Me Look Up Someone? (Extra)

Xiao Qimo stared at his movements, his gaze deepening, as if the thoughts hidden in the darkness were rejected, with a hint of disappointment yet he remained silent, only able to watch quietly.

Lu Mian smiled: "If I hang it around my neck, that's okay, right?"

"No problem…" Xiao Qimo spread his hands, seemingly asking why.

Lu Mian was straightforward, "Isn't it closer to the heart here?"

As she spoke, she walked up to the pair of gifts and untied a thin red cord, hung the ring on it, and perfectly placed it on her chest.

She even felt pleased with her own cleverness.

And to be honest, the thing really worked—it was as if there was an inexplicable magnetic field that regulated her erratic heartbeat, soothing it calmly.

"Thanks, this thing is really useful." She was worried about how to face Xiao Qimo in the future.

Xiao Qimo: ...

Ye Jinwen: Ironclad Lu Mian wasn't just for show!