Chapter 50: Gifts
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“Lu An, you are too amazing!” When meeting Liu Minghui again, it was still at that previous restaurant. Liu Minghui could not help but speak excitedly as soon as she…
Ladies, stop chasing me. I’m just a rented boyfriend
Chapter 49: Family Education
“What! Brother, you’re going to tutor Qin Qing?!” In Lin Luan’s home, Lin Wan was so shocked that her jaw nearly dropped to the floor. “Didn’t you drop out of…
Chapter 48: Becoming an Older Brother
“Pft—cough, cough, cough!” The mouthful of water Lin Luan had just drunk almost sprayed out entirely, choking him until his face turned bright red as he coughed violently. He could…
Chapter 47: How about you become my son?
After signing the contract, Shen Yu officially became an artist under Youwan Entertainment. She had originally planned to debut for now under the stage name Xing Yu, but the people…
Chapter 46: Mentors for Good Parents
My brother has been acting really strange lately, unbelievably so. In the cafeteria of Changcheng No.1 High School, Lin Wan sat at a stainless steel table in the corner, absentmindedly…
Chapter 45: Setting Up the Net
The next morning. The contrast was a bit much. Lin Luan sat in the stuffy little taxi, shrugging his shoulders. Just yesterday, he was sitting in Su Jin’s sports car;…
Chapter 44: The Little White Fox Feels Wronged
Song Li immediately stepped forward and stood in front of Su Jin, her eyes cold as she stared at Lin Luan. “Mr. Lin, this isn’t appropriate. Taking care of Miss…
Chapter 43: Let’s soak our feet?
The sports car smoothly made its way toward the restaurant. Lin Luan, sitting in the front passenger seat, shifted his posture a little, and his gaze inadvertently swept over the…
Chapter 42: Childhood Sweethearts?! A Major Crisis!
5.5 million views… Lin Luan lay sprawled out on his bed, arms spread wide, holding his phone above him as he watched the video of Shen Yu playing and singing…
Chapter 41: The Spider Weaving its Web
Youwan Entertainment, top floor of the office building. Xia Wanyu leaned back in her wide office chair, her fingertips tapping impatiently on the rosewood desk as she crossed her legs…