Chapter 2: The Shen Family
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The incident happened so suddenly that Gu Yuanzheng and Gu Yuanxiang both froze, unable to react immediately. How could Gu Xi dare? She actually hit someone?!! In the past, whenever…
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Chapter 1: Take Action
Gu Xi suddenly snapped her eyes open. Faint voices drifted in from outside the door, accompanied by bursts of laughter, slowly clearing her sluggish mind. She… was alive? Thinking this,…
Chapter 10 (2/2): The Year of Second Year in University
Song Ting turned back, a trace of interest in his eyes. “So this is the goal you’ve been working so hard for?” Nan Jiu had never cared much about running…
Chapter 10 (1/2): The Year of Second Year in University
Nan Jiu sat behind the counter all morning, just waiting for Song Ting to have some free time in the afternoon to brew tea. She planned to smoothly take the…
Chapter 9: The Year of Second Year in University
Seeing that Nan Jiu had almost finished eating, Nan Jiu’s Grandfather spoke up, asking her to tally the day’s earnings. Song Ting knew exactly how many pots of tea had…
Chapter 8: The Year of Second Year in University
The next time Nan Jiu saw Song Ting was at the station square. He hadn’t changed much. A black short-sleeve cardigan paired with beige casual pants, his aura still cold…
Chapter 7: From Second Year of High School to Second Year of University
Xiao Kai was fussy about his bed—if he couldn’t sleep well, he’d fuss and make a scene. After dinner, he outright claimed Nan Jiu’s bed for himself. Nan Jiu didn’t…
Chapter 6: The Year of Second Year in High School
The blind date with Zhou Yan went smoothly enough. Song Ting was polite and attentive, pouring tea for her and offering tea snacks, but he didn’t bother to explain any…
Chapter 5: The Year of Second Year in High School
The next morning, Liu Yin called Nan Jiu over to the next room. Liu Yin’s cashier counter was right beside the cosmetics stand, and since she was on friendly terms…
Chapter 4: The Year of Second Year in High School
Song Ting threw Nan Jiu onto the curb and let her scream. After that rough tugging, Nan Jiu’s hair and clothes were a mess—utterly embarrassing. The moment her hands were…