Chapter 68: Hand Seal (4k)
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Hua Qi’an’s body suddenly froze, as if she had been plunged into an icy abyss. She didn’t even dare to breathe, fearing that the owner of that voice would appear…
The Sickly One Plays the White Moonlight, But Isn’t Afraid When the Ghost Wife Comes Knocking
Chapter 67 (2/2): Spam Calls (6k)
Perhaps… She could find some clues from her. Taking a deep breath, Huá Qí’ān entered the number and dialed. After a few rings, the call was answered. “Hello?” A warm,…
Chapter 67 (1/2): Spam Calls (6k)
That summer, the cicadas’ cries were maddening. The weather was unbearably hot. Behind the teaching building of Anchuan Chūzhōng, the small grove rarely visited by anyone retained a rare, precious…
Chapter 66: Fickle in Love
Night had deepened. At the same moment Lin Yanqiu was leaving the police station, Hua Qi’an was also getting ready for bed. Everything in the new dormitory still carried the…
Chapter 65: By One’s Own Means
Lin Yanqiu quickly realized her emotions were getting a bit too intense and lowered her gaze, coughing lightly. “This matter doesn’t seem as simple as it appears on the surface.”…
Chapter 64: Drowning
The icy cold voice from the receiver—those weighty words, “Wang Chang is dead”—still echoed in her ears. Lin Yanqiu had already told Hua Qi’an to go home. Once again, the…
Chapter 63: The Memorial Photo
Lin Yanqiu’s embrace was not warm. Through the thin layer of fabric, Hua Qi’an could even feel a faint chill from the other’s body, a coolness not found in ordinary…
Chapter 62: The Printer
The afternoons in the Administration Building were always especially quiet. Most of the teachers who needed to teach were already in the classrooms, and those who were free in the…
Chapter 61: Surely I’m Not About to Get Whipped Again, Am I?
The direction of the forum changed in an instant. Chen Zhiyan’s post—seemingly casual but packed with hidden meaning—instantly caused an uproar on the Hangyang University campus forum. Just a moment…
Chapter 60: The Other Two Parties Involved (5k)
Unlike the cold, oppressive sixth-floor dorm or Hua Qi’an’s current quiet new dorm, Chen Zhiyan’s studio apartment was a world apart. There was no pungent cheap incense here, no faint…