Keeley accidentally swaps cell phones with a rivaling high school's star quarterback. Unable to switch back until a week later, she must interact with the arrogant boy, passing along texts and voicemails. As she gets to know him better, she realizes there's more to him than sexual innuendos and egotistical comments. But when identities are revealed and secrets are exposed, will Keeley's feelings remain?

In the morning, the alarm on the cell phone rang on time. 
Song Bai turned over, stretched his arm to fumble with his cell phone, and turned off the alarm. Lying on his bed like a dead fish, he knew the alarm would ring again ten minutes later. Since he became a vlogger, he had turned himself into a geek who was crazy about digital products. Just like other geeks, Song Bai was a night owl who liked staying up late at night but struggled to wake up in the morning. 
Before the alarm rang for the second time, his fingers hanging down on the edge of the bed had touched a furry thing. 
Startled, he opened his eyes suddenly, his heart skipping a beat. The scenes in the horror movies he had watched were playing in his head, and he was afraid he was going to be as helpless as the protagonists of these horror movies. 
He looked carefully at the furry thing. As it turned out, his fingers happened to be touching the back of Black Flower. 
Black Flower was still sleeping, its body all cuddled up. It opened its eyes for a moment and then closed them—it was just a sleepyhead like Song Bai.
A cat could afford to stay in bed all day long, but Song Bai couldn’t. He had to go to work to support himself and pay the rent, so that he could use his limited savings to purchase new digital devices.
He shut off his alarm in advance, which was rare, and pressed the power button of the computer. He put on clothes, went to the kitchen, and drank a cup of cold water to refresh himself. When he came back to the bedroom, Black Flower was still sleeping in its cat bed. 
Black Flower was much more well-behaved than Song Bai had imagined. It liked skateboarding, had no interest in the digital products all over his room, and loved staying in its cat bed. 
Song Bai yawned and scratched his head, from where a lot of dandruff fell, but he ignored this. 
The computer had finished starting up and had entered the desktop. 
He still had some time before he had to go to work. Song Bai found a "ladder" to cross over the Great Firewall, logged into YouTube, and assessed the background analysis tool to observe the number of subscribers to his vlog channel. 
"2,726 subscribers, well..." he recalled, "Increased by 74 compared with yesterday... not bad." 
In fact, it was the largest increase range in one day since he began vlogging. However, the number of subscribers seemed to have some relation with the name of the videos. He found that if the names of the videos were related to recent hot topics, the increase range of that day would be larger, so this indicator alone couldn’t represent his channel’s overall popularity. 
He opened his latest vlog, Over the Great Wall, which had attracted 375 views, 77 likes and 28 dislikes as of now. Proportionally, more viewers had clicked on the likes and dislikes icons than usual.   
Generally, after watching one video, the audience would immediately be attracted by another video. Unless they really liked or hated that video, they wouldn’t bother to click the like or dislike icons. On average, the number of likes and dislikes among the total views was less than 1/10, while the ratio of his latest video’s had approximately reached 1/3, which was abnormally high. 
Song Bai looked at the time stamp in the lower right corner of the computer screen It had only been 12 hours since his upload had finished, and the previous vlogs he issued usually attracted 200 to 300 views in 24 hours. 
Controlling his excitement, he scrolled down the webpage and read the comments left by the audience. 
The top comment was, "Wow! Dope! Is this real? I think it's real?! Can someone tell me if it's real or not?" 
There were five replies beneath that comment.  
1."Wake up!" 
2."Obviously it's fake!" 
3."Brains are a good thing, I hope you have one." 
4. "I think it's real. The part where the kittens were dancing seemed coherent, and I don’t see any edit points in the process."
Regarding to the fourth reply, someone replied in a joking manner, "Right, when I watch sexual videos, I also thought the actors’ movements were coherent, and I couldn’t find any edit points either. I only felt upset for not being as long-lasting as those guys." 
As a man, Song Bai understood what this reply meant immediately and smiled. 
He scrolled down to read another comment. 
The second comment was, "No offense, but the creator of this video comes from China, and the video was also filmed in China, which makes me doubt the truthfulness of this video." 
There were two replies under that comment. 
1. "Dude, that's what I've been talking about." 
2. "No offense, but you know what expression I hate the most? It’s 'no offense'!" 
Song Bai became extremely upset. 
He inhaled deeply and looked out the window, trying to calm down. 
To be honest, he was not surprised that the truthfulness of the video was questioned. If he hadn’t seen it for himself, he wouldn't believe that a group of kittens could dance together to the drum beats either. 
He could handle normal questioning and doubts! In fact, almost every popular video on YouTube had been questioned about its truthfulness. People were doubtful of things they didn't see in person. That’s fine. It happens.  
However, he was furious that whoever wrote that comment doubted his video just because he came from China. 
It was not the first time he had run into such a situation, and he thought he had become immune to such hostility. But his upset and frustration right now clearly suggested that he still couldn’t remain calm when being treated like this. 
Obviously, those 28 dislikes were all from people doubting the authenticity of his video. 
This rude and unreasonable comment had also provoked others. The second respondent couldn’t stand such a presumptuous tone and used the "no offense" format to reply sarcastically. 
Song Bai had also heard that a lot of high school students in the US really hated the sentence of "No offense, but...". Because whatever came after "but" was clearly something offensive. Some people thought they were being polite by adding "no offense", but on the contrary, it was just really rude and impolite. 
Black Flower opened its eyes and crouched to yawn widely. It jumped off its bed, trotted to leave the bedroom, and went directly to the cat litter box in the bathroom. Song Bai had been worried about how he was going to teach Black Flower to use the cat litter box. It turned out that he didn't need to worry at all, Black Flower had been accustomed to a cat litter box and cat litter similar to that used in the pet shop, thus saving him a lot of time and energy to train it. 
Moments later, through diverting his attention, Song Bai’s feelings had been adjusted, and he focused on the comments. 
The third comment was, "Who was also attracted by the kitten on the cover?" 
1. "I was. That black kitten is so adorable. Touching the camera lens is so cute." 
2. "Me too! It's so cute that my heart melted! By the way, have you guys noticed that this black kitten also appeared in the video? It was the third kitten in the second row. I've watched the whole video several times. I was attracted by it the first time I watched the video, and my eyes were still fixated on this black kitten when I watched the second and third time."
After using the cat litter box, Black Flower ran up to him, rubbed the trouser leg of his pants, and uttered "meow meow" sounds. It raised its head to look at him, as if it was asking for breakfast. 
Song Bai bent down and touched its face with his finger, "Black Flower, you've already got fans abroad." 
Black Flower didn't understand what he said. It tilted its head and stared at him discontentedly, as if saying, "What is ‘fans’? Is it something I can eat?" 
"Okay, okay, I will prepare breakfast for you right away," he smiled. 
Song Bai looked at the time again. Usually he could prepare breakfast for himself later, but today he needed to prepare food for Black Flower for the whole day, so he had to turn off the computer earlier than usual. Today was the first day he was officially raising a cat. The first step was always the hardest, and he didn’t want to be pressed for time. 
He made a quick breakfast by making fried rice from leftovers, adding an egg and sausage. When he was having breakfast, Black Flower was rubbing his trouser leg asking for food. He looked at the instructions of the automatic feeder, put cat food into it, poured fresh, cold water into the water basin, and said goodbye to Black Flower, asking it to take care of the apartment and stay out of trouble. He changed into nicer clothes and left the apartment. 
He was still feeling down when he arrived at the company.


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

Qiao Lian lifted her head and sized up the room. The moment she did so, she saw someone walking outside.
She paid it no mind and continued waiting, all the while staring at the entrance.
Five minutes passed.
She looked at her cell phone. Zi Chuan had not arrived and had not called her either.
She silently stared at her cell phone. After another five minutes passed, she impatiently dialed Zi Chuan's phone number again.
She could hear his ringtone over the line, but even after a long while, nobody picked up the call.
Qiao Lian frowned. Could it be that he was still on the way and thus could not hear his cell phone ring?
She sat patiently and kept waiting.
Half an hour had elapsed since the agreed-upon time.
However, he had still not arrived.
Qiao Lian held her cell phone and continued calling his phone number.
Her calls could get through, but throughout the entire process, no one picked up any of her calls.
She froze on the spot and an unprecedented sense of panic rose up within her.
Did this mean that… Zi Chuan had gotten into a car accident on the way here?
She widened her eyes and walked out of the cafe. Then, she stood at the entrance and craned her neck to check out the surroundings.
Zi Chuan had said that he was only ten minutes away from the cafe. Even if he had been driving, in Beijing, he could not have driven a long distance in ten minutes.
She impatiently walked back and forth near the cafe, occasionally raising her head to check out her surroundings, hoping to catch sight of him. She also kept calling his phone number using her cell phone.
Another half an hour passed.
Nobody picked up her calls and nobody passed by the cafe.
Qiao Lian could no longer stay seated. She has always had a vivacious personality, so it had already been extremely difficult for her to sit in this cafe for one and a half hours.
Furthermore, the fact that his phone number always rang meant that his phone had not run out of battery.
As she continued to call him, she flagged down a cab and asked the cab driver a question that he found extremely strange, "Could you randomly drive me around this cafe and stop at any place which can be reached from the cafe in exactly ten minutes?"
She worriedly stared through the car window. However, she did not see any car accidents along the road.
She got even more worried.
In the end, she went directly to the nearest police station and asked if any car accidents had happened nearby.
The answer she received was as follows, "There was a tailgating accident. However, they have settled their respective car insurance issues, so they left the scene."
Zi Chuan couldn't have been involved in that accident.
Zi Chuan had always been both punctual and meticulous.
Whenever she agreed with Zi Chuan to log in at a particular time, he would send a private message to inform her when he was late, even if it was by a single minute.
She walked out of the police station and called Zi Chuan's phone number again. However, he had already switched off his cell phone.
Qiao Lian hurriedly went back into the cafe and didn't dare to step out again.
She was afraid that Zi Chuan would arrive at the cafe and not be able to find her. Thus, a habitually impatient person sat at a cafe for an entire afternoon.
She stared at every customer in the cafe. Every time she saw someone who fit his age profile, she would approach them and ask, "Excuse me, are you Zi Chuan?"
No.
Still no.
Still… the answer was no.
It was already 8pm, yet Zi Chuan had still not arrived.
She sat dejectedly inside the cafe and a single thought kept popping into her mind. "He's probably not coming anymore."
Given what she knew of his personality, he would never let her wait at a cafe for this long.
She bit her lip and silently stared outside the cafe.
It was already dark here in Beijing, and cars drove to and fro on the road.
At this moment, her cell phone finally began to ring.


They say the greatest blessing is marrying the idol you always dreamed of.

But Qiao Lian knows that reality is different...

The Internet claims that Best Actor Shen Liangchuan is a male god who is unaffected by any sexual drive, but Qiao Lian vehemently disagrees. It's a lie!

After finally carrying out the contract, Qiao Lian burst out, "I want a divorce! I don't want such a life!"

He knew what Liang Doukou was thinking about.
It didn't matter that she hadn't told him who little troublemaker was, he could wait for the truth.
It also didn't matter that she would let them suffer together because she had been refused by him. He had many ways to make her more miserable.
Over the past few months, he had neither spoken to her nor asked her for information about little hellraiser.
Even if he wanted to attack her with words, he had always allowed Xiaowang to convey his messages to her instead.
...
When Xiaowang, who was driving, heard Gu Yusheng's order, he immediately took out his cell phone and dialed the number of the Gu Mansion that he was very familiar with.
Over the past eight months, he had delivered too many hurtful words to Liang Doukou on the behalf of Gu Yusheng, and now that he had grown used to it, he acted without the initial hesitation or concern.
As soon as the phone was connected, he calmly conveyed Gu Yusheng's original words. "Master Gu said that when Miss Liang leaves, he will go back to see Old Master Gu."
After hanging up, Xiaowang looked in the rear view mirror at Gu Yusheng, who was expressionless. "Master Gu, where are we going now?"
Just as Gu Yusheng was about to have Xiaowang drive him back to the hotel, his cell phone rang again.
It was from Lu Bancheng.
After the call connected, Gu Yusheng did not speak. Lu Bancheng had drunk some wine and said with a lisp, "Brother Sheng, are you in Beijing now? Tonight is Haozi's party and we are all in the Majestic Clubhouse. We haven't seen each other for a long time, why don't you come and play with us?
Gu Yusheng answered "hmm," then put away the cell phone, saying to Xiaowang, who was driving the car, "Go to the Majestic Clubhouse."
The flow of traffic in Beijing was smooth at nine o'clock in the evening, and within twenty minutes, they arrived at the gate of the Majestic Clubhouse.
Not long after Gu Yusheng had left for Shanghai, Xiaowang had gone to Shanghai as well.
Xiaowang was a Beijing native. He was always busy working in the branch company in Shanghai and could hardly go back to his home. Since they were in Beijing now, he could go home. When Xiaowang parked the car, Gu Yusheng said to him, "There's nothing to do now. Give me the car key and go home."
"Thank you, Master Gu." A touch of joy flashed through Xiaowang's eyes. After he stopped the car, he was ready to open the door for Gu Yusheng. Suddenly, it seemed that Gu Yusheng had realized something and he said, "Oh," to stop Xiaowang. He continued, "By the way, give me your cell phone. My phone is out of power and I have something to say to Zhang Yi."
Zhang Yi was the deputy general manager of the branch company in Shanghai.
Xiaowang promptly unlocked the cell phone and then handed it to Gu Yusheng.
When Gu Yusheng was looking for Zhang Yi's telephone number, he quickly browsed Xiaowang's call log. When he saw the words "Western University student, responsible for reception," he lightly clicked on the screen, copying the phone number that Xiaowang had kept, and sent it to his own device.
After sending the number successfully, Gu Yusheng deleted the message, then before dialing Zhang Yi, he casually duplicated an emoji in case Xiaowang would notice his act.
After the call, Gu Yusheng returned the phone to Xiaowang, and took the car key from him.
He sat in the car and waited for Xiaowang to leave before he picked up his cell phone and checked the message he had just sent to himself.
He stared at the phone screen for a moment and entered the eleven numbers into his address book. He then put away his cell phone, opened the door with the car key in hand, and leisurely entered the Majestic Clubhouse.
...
Qin Zhi'ai had eaten a lot of soup at dinner. After arriving in the Majestic Clubhouse, she had drank a lot of fruit juice with a little alcohol, so she had to go to the toilet frequently.


Original name: Prince Charming's Next Door, finished. 
One day, she slept with him accidentally. Two month later, she found herself pregnant, so they got married with baby.
“Mr. Gu, I like the dishes of this restaurant.” Then the chef of that restaurant was hired as theirs. 
“Mr. Gu, I like the bags of that brand.” Then the designer of that brand was employed exclusively for her. 
She thought of herself as a stranger to him after marriage as she had always been, but in fact he doted on her totally beyond her imagination. He would satisfy all her demands, except letting her find a job. 
She kind of got anxiously bored at home, so she sneaked out to find herself a job. However, whichever company she was hired by would go bankrupt somehow or other. 
Finally, she got to know it had been always him who had done mischief surreptitiously. She went to question him angrily, but he gave her a job with a smirky smile. The next day when she went to take the office with delight, she found her employee ID card on the desk said ‘Name: Qin Zhi’ai, Position: Wife of Gu Yusheng’.

Michelle awakened me the next morning and said, "Your mother wants you and the girls to attend breakfast."

I stumbled out of bed and into my bathroom. I splashed water on my face and tried to focus in the mirror. The face that looked back at me did not look any different from the night before... I certainly felt different... I went through my morning routine and went down to breakfast. The twins looked radiant, more beautiful than normal. I kissed my mother good morning, then surprised everyone by kissing both the twins... with maybe too much passion.

Ashley smiled and said, "What was that about?"

"Pssst... We are going to be married at some point... Shouldn't I court you somewhat?... For instance, I think we should go out and buy rings today," I said smiling. Michelle set a plate before me with eggs the way I like them. The toast was just right.

"I would like that," Brittany said, blushing.

"Taegan, today is Sunday. Your selection would be limited. I suggest that you go see a ring designer I know next week and each of you work to have a one-of-a-kind ring," my mother said.

I turned to the two girls... "Window shopping or one-of-a-kind?"

"Both... We spend the day together going from shop to shop then buy at the place Mom knows, after getting an idea of what is out there." said Ashley.

"I thought we were trying to keep our relationship quiet," said Brittany.

"Sometimes telegraphing your move is best," I said. Why was Michelle cleaning my room and making my breakfast? "What did you find out about the people who were indeterminate, died without children and the people who abdicated from the Association?"

Ashley said, "Did you know that Megan Hunt is working at the Daily Houstonian?" Megan was three years older than we were. Her brother and I had been friends for years. "She was able to look through old newspapers. The indeterminates seemed to have disappeared without a trace and stayed disappeared. Sometimes they quietly disappeared and other times people looked for them. These stories go back years.

"The abdicated seemed to be people who could not adhere to the rules that the Association laid down on them or were intimidated into leaving. I was able to call four yesterday. One just hung up on me. Another guy screamed that I was out to get him. A woman said that she was too afraid to talk. The only one I got to say anything to me said that the Association members were jostling each other for position. She got tired of it and just quit. She said that some of the indeterminate were actually people in hiding waiting for lineages to die out, maybe with a little help from the hidden players. She called it the Game of Thrones. The goal was to ally yourself with someone close to the throne and ace out the competition. She acknowledged that in the past members have been killed or intimidated to abdicate... She abdicated the day a car with her mother and father and three siblings burst into flames for no reason, killing them all.

"Now the ones without children were a mixed bag. Some said that he decided not to have children. Others said that they had tried, but they had had no luck... Something strange... ten of them were said to have caught the disease Mom caught rendering them sterile."

I turned to our mother and asked, "Did you suspect that you might have been made sterile on purpose?"

She sipped some coffee and said simply, "Yes... Your father found that money had changed hands and a nurse injected the virus into my meds bag. Instead of killing the people involved, he simply got them decertified... Ah, you know the story. What you do not know is that too many people at the Association clapped politely and expressed glee that your father was going to lose the Throne, if we were not careful." Her serenity bother me.

After breakfast, we went to the library. We went over what the two had found and I shared with them what I had found. We checked into our email accounts. I had messages from people wanting to help if they could. I had a list of 124 from the party. I added about 30 more. I got the list of people with Throne Numbers of 2-31 and prepared to ship them off to the list, then at the last moment I added Avery Shrike as a kind of test. Something bothered me about his disappearance. I also added information about Association and its Board of Directors. Everybody on the list got a large PDF with all the people I wanted researched. I warned the people on my list that these were not really suspects. They were simply people I needed to get information on to get a list of suspects. The last thing I wanted was some of my friends calling these Association people and warning them that I was after them... Or so it seemed... I encouraged them to use their parents' intelligence services. The twins sent out the same list to some of their friends.

The goal as I saw it was to find out where there was leverage to get these people to leave us alone. Without information on my opponents, I could do nothing. Ashley said suddenly, "Isn't this whole exercise like tilting windmills? I mean, Don Quixote honestly thought the windmills were giants. Are we sure these men are out to get us?"

"Ashley, whether they are or not, we need to be prepared... Think this through, our parents might have both gone crazy at the same time, but what about Jenkins? Jenkins seems to think that we are faced with an implacable foe... Can we win? We don't know. As it stands right now, all I want out of this is to somehow marry you two and... Hmmm... were that the goal we would not need anything from anyone.

"Ashley, you are older than Brittany by three minutes. If you marry and have children, then you have control of 59% of the stock in Saginaw Industries, when father dies... You have made it clear that I am the only man you would willingly have children with... The operative concept is legitimate children. The wills specify that bastard children are unacceptable. The sitting Throne has to have legitimate children. His children have to have legitimate children for him or her to sit the Throne.

"As it stands, I would have to marry you and have children by you for you to become CEO of Saginaw Industries... and incidentally allow father to stay CEO until he retires, but where Brittany would fit cannot be determined.

"So, yeah, we are tilting at windmills, except these boogers are really giants, not figments of our imagination." So I started assembling the information in an intelligible format.

The rules for the Game of Thrones seemed pretty straightforward. You somehow got other members of the Association to abdicate. If you could eliminate someone, somehow, without getting caught by the authorities, then that was good as well. If you wiped out an entire lineage, then you accrued special recognition... Or so it seemed... Allies were everything... The goal was to raise your Throne Number or level of preferment.

"This is crazy. Why haven't our parents raised us in this milieu so we would have some idea of how to cope? These people take murder as a matter of course. This is something out of the Middle Ages." Then I started seeing a pattern. "Ahhhh... Here it is. At age 18, we are supposed to start spending time at the Association along with our father. They have monthly meetings. The current Throne, Father, is supposed to be there. Next year, we would normally start accompanying him... I still don't remember him going to an Association meeting... This is too weird."

While we were doing this, we started getting email with friends who had looked up information for us. Some of it was bogus. A bunch of it was duplicate. A small amount was illuminating. The financial data for their holdings started coming in... Then the crazy data started arriving: phone records over the last year, bank statements on accounts domestic and foreign, company financials where they worked, birth records... One of Brittany's friend somehow hacked into some server and got the files the NSA had on each the people on the list AND the Association.

About 11am, my cell rang. A voice on the other end said, "Who is this?"

I smiled. I had always wanted to have someone say that. I had a response ready. "My phone. My rules... Who are you?"

A short pause, then the voice said, "Why are you looking for Avery Shrike?"

"Avery Shrike disappeared in 1983. I wanted to know where he was and whether he is connected to a set of problems I am having."

"Do you know where Avery Shrike is?"

"Not me. I did not even know he existed until last night. He appears to be my second cousin. Now who are you?"

The voice said, "Avery Shrike joined a black ops group in 1983. He disappeared in 1993 with money he was not supposed to have. A large number of people want to have a word with him. We will watch to see if you find him." The phone went dead.

I pulled up Avery's file... Work in Africa... Middle East... Soviet Georgia... Grenada... Gulf War I... Bosnia... The Sudan... The money he stole was supposed to go to a sheikh in Sudan to overthrow the government. He got away with $50M... Sightings all over the world... No help to me.

The file on the Association was eye-popping. Members had been implicated in over 50 murders in the last 30 years. None of them had ever been convicted. My father was listed at de facto leader with some guy named Stark Shrike being the de jure leader of the Association.

Then I hit pay-dirt.

"Ashley, Brittany, pull up file, 'AS56210.Doc', and go to the section labeled, 'Game of Thrones'. It's about 50 pages into the report... Look at this. Between the ages of 18 and 21, you serve an apprenticeship in the Association. If you pass your finals, then you start getting monthly checks based on your Throne number. Preferments and awards can be bestowed upon you by the Throne or the Board of Directors. Your goal is to get preferments and awards and join the Board of Directors."

Ashley was a speed reader. "WHAT!? The Board may assign quests. Those who..." She started laughing. "This is kind of like some demented MMORPG, except there is a LOT of cash on the line. The quests have entailed extracting employees of the company stuck in places they should not be, pulling portions of the company out of receivership, starting new divisions... Awards can be for almost anything, including moving up in the company from one tier of management to the next... Then there are the awards for negative things like getting someone to abdicate, eliminating branches of the family tree by whatever means... The only rule seems to be: Don't get convicted... Too weird."

Brittany said, "Later on there is an estimate of annual income for each Throne number without preferments and awards... This reminds me of how governments were run up until the United States. Gentry lived off their incomes from their lands plus what the government bestowed upon them." All that morning, we pieced together what we were up against.

We broke for lunch.

After lunch, we used the limousine to visit various stores that sold rings. All three of us could draw pretty well. We brought sketch pads and made preliminary drawings of what we wanted. We spent some time wandering through malls window shopping. We got into the habit of looking at the rings, then stopping at a bench or grassy area and sketching something.

Both of them were beautiful... No, I'm serious... There have been days when one would look great and the other would look like shit, but not often... That day they were both beautiful. Both of them had their blond hair in a braid... Well, Ashley had one braid. Bittany had two. Each had put spangles and jewelry in their braids... Brittany wore a white frilly dress that reached to the floor. She wore a white frilly sunhat that was pinned to the braid in the back. Normally she wore flats. This time she wore 4" heels that were as frilly as the dress... Ashley had on a pair of white women's jeans that were easily worth $1000. Someone had embroidered on them. The pattern was a work of art. The white blouse was embroidered as well. She had on stylish flats that finished out the ensemble. Her designer purse was very large... When they came down from their rooms after lunch, they almost had a fight over the difference in height... I simply said, "You both look beautiful as is. Let us be off."

We made photos with our cell phones of various wedding rings that appeared in displays in some of the stores. We bought drinks and junk food along the way. The girls ended up buying clothes and jewelry and... stuff. I should have been upset to carry all the bags, but I was not. I took this time to unwind... The time would have been carefree except we kept getting emails, texts and phone calls from people with information. I took to recording the conversations and giving them file names that reflected who was being discussed... In between malls, we kissed in the back of the limo. They wanted to go further, but I said, "You're not a couple of girls I picked up in a bar. You and I will be spending our lives together... I want some good times to remember without sex."

Brittany said to Ashley, "When we first started together, the only thing we could think of was the sex. Love came later... I'm willing to play it his way."

The phrase 'cloud hanging over us' applied to that afternoon. We had a really good time, but we were very tense due to the situation.

We ate out that evening. When we got home, the girls went off to check out their purchases. I went to the library and started updating the profiles of the people of interest. I made a special effort to send out thank yous for every person who had helped so far. At some point I gave up and went to bed.

I awoke in the night with my mother getting into bed with me. That night she taught me how to please her. I learned how to massage her nipples with the second knuckles of my two middle fingers... I surprised both of us by giving her a massive nipple orgasm... The French kissing was fantastic... I brought her to an orgasm with my tongue between her legs...

I was ever so happy that she was not into bondage... Hey! Just because I was a virgin did not mean that I did not know about sex. Too many of my friends had in the past wanted me to watch them have sex. Some of the girls got off to that. That I could walk into a room filled with writhing bodies and walk out without participating was both admired and viewed with disdain. I stopped doing anything like that, when a group of guys tried to force me to participate 'for my own good.' The resulting fight left three of them in the hospital. Here's the weird part all five guys involved in the altercation came by and apologized... Before the housing staff showed up, she slipped on her robe, kissed me and then slipped out the door.

If you are wondering why I did not fear my sisters finding out, well, it's hard to explain. At the time, I knew my sisters were incapable of getting up before noon unless prodded... I was feeling like the roof could cave in at any moment, so I was having fun while I could... You have got to remember. I had been having wet dreams about my mother for over a year... It's all my father's fault. If he had not stipulated that I have no sex until marriage, I would not have fixated on my sisters... Then I would not have fixated on my mother... I know... Self-disillusionment... At the time I knew that going to bed with my mother was a Bad Thing, but I refused to stop myself. I was angry with my father and angry with my mother. Having sex with her seemed like a fitting punishment for their transgressions against me... Okay... So the transgressions were not real... Doesn't change anything... That's how I felt.

I sat down and wrote a love letter to Brittany and Ashley... Writing those letters took forever. When I was called for breakfast, I made sure that I was last. I put the letters on their pillows.

I kiss all three of them, then had a fantastic meal... Breakfast was again, a joy.

Suppose that you are a male.

What would you do to get a job that paid one billion USD per year? 

That is the wrong question...

What would you NOT do to attain such a job?

What vile, despicable, underhanded deeds would you do to get your hands on that amount of money and position?

But wait there is more...

What if you must take the job or you and everyone you love will be killed? Would that affect your decision?

Now suppose that you are a female.

Would you marry a guy that was paid one billion USD per year?

But wait there is more...

You can marry the guy or you will be kidnapped, tortured and then killed. Plus, your flesh would be eaten by the torturer, if you did not marry the guy. Would that affect your willingness to wed the guy? I mean, how bad would the guy have to be before you screamed, "I would rather be tortured and my flesh eaten than be married to this guy."?

In the story, Teagan Shrike turns eighteen the summer before his senior year in high school. From one day to the next, he goes from heir apparent to a fortune to a fugitive from two drug cartels, the police and a shadowy relative who wants the billion dollar job badly enough to kill him for it. Teagan must make a series of life and death decisions. He must also decide whether he wants to marry the 'correct' girl and take up his position as head of a family of inbred, wealthy and deadly monsters in human form.

Jian Xiaomo instinctively backed away when she saw that devilish face approaching her.
Meanwhile, Chu Moxuan stopped when he was still dozens of centimeters away from Jian Xiaomo's face. The man's hot breath sprayed onto Jian XIAOMO's face. Jian Xiaomo suddenly felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.
She had just turned her face away when she was pinched back by Chu Moxuan's well-defined hand. Chu Moxuan said in a deep and magnetic voice, "Jian Xiaomo, do you think long Chenjue will come to save you this time? " As he said that, a trace of pride flashed across his lips.
Jian Xiaomo's heart sank and she asked, "why? "
Chu moxuan stared at Jian Xiaomo's pure little face and suddenly had an impulse. He reached out to touch her. Jian Xiaomo immediately said, "don't touch me. "
Chu moxuan stared at Jian Xiaomo for a long time and suddenly smiled faintly. "Jian Xiaomo, you've been with men for so long. Don't you know that men change their minds easily? They won't come to save you if they don't come to save you. "
Jian Xiaomo was stunned for a few minutes. Suddenly, she put on a cold face and said word by word, "I believe a man like you will change his mind, but long Chenjue won't. He will come to save me. "
"Then let's wait and see if long Chenjue will come to save me, " Chu Moxuan said word by word. Then, he turned around and was about to leave.
Jian Xiaomo suddenly sneered at Chu Moxuan and said, "I believe that long Chenjue is on the way to save me now. "
Hearing that, Chu Moxuan's body instantly froze.
Jian Xiaomo continued, "as long as he knows that I'm here, he will definitely come here very soon. "
Hearing that, Chu Moxuan slowly turned around. Then, Jian Xiaomo found that the man's smile was very charming, but it was very cold. That kind of smile was like a poisonous snake, which made people feel cold all over.
Chu Moxuan stood there for a while, then suddenly took something out of his pocket.
Jian Xiaomo stared at Chu Moxuan with a vigilant look, not knowing what the man was going to do.
Chu Moxuan suddenly took out a cell phone from his pocket and threw it to Jian Xiaomo mercilessly Jian Xiaomo said, "Jian Xiaomo, aren't you so sure that long Chenjue will come to save you? Now you can call this man, tell him where you are, and let him come to save you. "
She said with a nonchalant look.
Jian Xiaomo stared at the cell phone that was thrown at her for half a second, then glanced at Chu Moxuan. She didn't pick up the cell phone, thinking that this man was so kind-hearted.
Chu Moxuan raised his eyebrows at Jian Xiaomo and said, "the cell phone is very safe. There's nothing on it. Didn't I take it out of my pocket just now? If there were any explosives on it, I would have been blown to death long ago. "
Hearing that, Jian Xiaomo gritted her teeth again and suddenly picked up the cell phone. She wanted to see what kind of trick Chu Moxuan was playing. The screen didn't need to be unlocked. Jian Xiaomo directly pressed the call button, then entered long Chenjue's cell phone number, and then quickly dialed the number.
The moment she dialed the number, Jian Xiaomo's heart was still beating wildly. The phone that Chu Moxuan gave her could really be dialed. What did this man mean? As long as it could be dialed, it was good enough.
The moment the phone was dialed, Jian Xiaomo's heart was in her throat. Then, it suddenly sank bit by bit, because a voice came from the other side. "sorry, the phone number you dialed has been turned off. "
Then there was a string of English.
"How did long Chenjue turn off his phone? " Jian Xiaomo was shocked, but she didn't give up. She kept dialing, but it was always turned off.

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He was the chief BOSS of a multinational corporation, a cold and arrogant prince charming that the media could not capture.
It was widely spread in sea city that he was cold, proud, and bloodthirsty. He was decisive in killing and did not approach women.
However, no one knew that he was a wife-spoiling maniac.
This article was pure white. The male lead was arrogant, domineering, and unexcelled. He spoiled the female lead until she was naturally white and naturally crazy.
Like the mature CEO of the baby do not enter the pit, lest be poisoned, thank you!

As soon as Ye Yuwei saw the name of the sender, she dropped the phone on the table and then hugged her daughter to continue sleeping.
Fox.
This was a name that she no longer wanted to see or have anything to do with.
After sending the email, Gu Juexi kept checking his cell phone as he was driving home. He was like a child who urgently needed the affirmation of the person that he cared about because he did something good.
Therefore, throughout the drive home, Gu Juexi kept picking up his cell phone to check for any incoming emails.
However, even when he reached home, he did not receive any reply or notification.
Gu Juexi's expression turned ugly because of that.
Was that woman asleep already?
As an employee who worked in the finance industry, didn't she know that it was crucial to leave her cell phone on and accessible for twenty hours a day?
Gu Juexi got down from his car with his face dark. He did not care that it was already past midnight but he took out his cell phone and immediately dialed the number that he had forcefully obtained from PA Wen.
The call got through.
Ye Yuwei was not asleep yet and was quickly woken up by the call. Xixi moved her small body, and she was about to cry. Ye Yuwei hurriedly patted Xixi's body lightly, and grabbed her cell phone with her other hand. As soon as she saw the number displayed on the caller ID, Ye Yuwei froze for a moment.
Any set of numbers would become unrecognizable if it was not read or remembered for the past three years.
However, although this set of numbers had not been seen for more than six years, Ye Yuwei could instantly recognize it.
After coming back to her senses, Ye Yuwie quickly rejected the call and then turned off her cell phone volume so that her daughter would not be woken up again.
Ye Yuwei could not fall back asleep.
When Gu Juexi heard the busy tone on the line, he paused for a moment.
Did she just reject his call?
Gu Juexi kept his cell phone back into his pocket and took a deep breath. He had worked so hard the entire night just to impress her, but she did not even bother to look at what he had done.
He was angry!
Gu Juexi put his cell phone aside and then went upstairs to sleep directly.
Ye Xicheng woke up in the middle of the night to pee and as he was heading back to bed, he saw the notification on his cell phone that was placed on the table.
Ye Xicheng walked over to the table with his short little legs and reached out to take the cell phone.
"Ye Xicheng, what are you trying to do?" Ye Yuwei asked as she yawned. She had been waiting for her son to come back from the bathroom but saw that he headed off in a different direction.
Ye Xicheng picked up his cell phone and blinked his eyes as he saw the notification on his phone. He saw the email from the old meatball and snorted. What did the old meatball send him so late at night?
Ye Xicheng played the video sent in the email. The video was a conversation between Gu Juexi and Bai Yuyan.
Ye Yuwei: "…"
The small meatball snorted when he saw the video. As he was about to turn it off, Ye Yuwei had already walked over to him and took his cell phone away from his hand.
The video was a scene between Gu Juexi and Bai Yuyan in the prison cell. Gu Juexi had specially requested Wu Feng to send it to him so that he could send it to Ye Yuwei.
The words spoken in the video could be heard loud and clear.
But, wait—
She, Ye Yuwei was a person who was very important to Gu Juexi?
Did Gu Juexi not have a conscience at all? Who was he trying to fool?
However, Ye Yuwei was amazed that Gu Juexi had taken a bomb to the prison cell just to scare Bai Yuyan.
Looking at the video of Bai Yuyan being scared to death and then getting infuriated and losing her temper when she realized that she had been tricked was somehow very exhilarating and satisfying. 


He was the powerful and influencing heir of B City, the merciless head of the commercial world, but the divorce papers made him lose his cool. 
“Sign the divorce papers, daddy,” said the 5-year-old boy. 
This man had the divorce papers thrown in his face by his wife six years ago, and was now being pushed by his own son to sign the papers. 
“That would make you a single-parent child,” said Gu Juexi coldly. 
“Mommy said unicorns don’t exist but men like you do,” the boy leered at his father and said. 
Gu Juexi’s face fell. ‘That damned woman.’
“You haven’t signed the papers,” the boy reminded as the man left. As usual, the door shut in his face. 
Good lord… Dad and mom are not getting a divorce and are giving him a baby brother? How worrying!

Though Feng Shengyang was quite a flirt, he had never admitted to having a girlfriend before.
Feng Shengyang poured himself a glass of alcohol and stirred the cup in his hand.
In the past, he might have helped Sun Huiwen and turn it against the other party, which would make Sun Huiwen even more set on him.
However, today, he didn't want to do anything.
He suddenly hated that way of doing things.
Sun Huiwen looked at him and bit her lip, her eyes aggrieved, as though begging him to say something.
There were wild screams outside on the dance floor.
Feng Shengyang frowned. He was distraught with anxiety for no apparent reason.
He glanced at the woman and said, "Get out."
"Young Master Feng…" The woman wanted to say something but after seeing the cold manner that Feng Shengyang looked at her, she kept her mouth shut and left the booth.
Sun Huiwen smiled smugly. Although Feng Shengyang didn't admit that she was his girlfriend, kicking the woman out could be considered confirmation, right?
It seemed that he still cared about her.
But the next second, Feng Shengyang reached out to her, "Give me your cell phone and you go out too."
Sun Huiwen froze, "Brother Shengyang, I want to keep you company…"
"No." Feng Shengyang rejected her coldly, motioning for her to hand him the cell phone.
Facing such a frosty Feng Shengyang, Sun Huiwen didn't dare say a word. She had no choice but to hand him the cell phone.
"Get out." Feng Shengyang said again.
Sun Huiwen stamped her feet and finally went out.
Just before she left, she leaned against the glass from outside and looked at him.
Feng Shengyang didn't even spare her a look. Holding the cell phone, he tilted back his head and drank a glass of whiskey and then he dialed a number.
The familiar music rang in his ear.
He couldn't help thinking that she knew this was his phone number, would she pick it up this time?
...
In the living room at the Yin residence.
Mu Xiaoxiao and Yin Shaojie were starting the third round of their game.
Yin Shaojie rolled a two. Mu Xiaoxiao felt that she had a chance of winning as she pressed the dice.
As the dice spun a call came in.
Mu Xiaoxiao was staring fixedly when the ringtone startled her.
"Who is it!" she said unhappily. Of all times, this person had to call now? What could this person be calling for?
Mu Xiaoxiao wanted only to switch back to WeChat to see the number that she rolled.
Upon glancing at the caller ID, she saw that it was an unknown number. She didn't notice the phone number that Feng Shengyang used when he called her, so she didn't think that it would be from Feng Shengyang.
Under Yin Shaojie's watchful gaze, she answered the phone.
"Who is this?"
She wanted to hang up quickly and switch back to WeChat to see what number she had rolled.
"It's me again." Feng Shengyang's voice came over the phone.
"Didn't I tell you I don't want to talk to you? Why are you calling again?" Mu Xiaoxiao said irritably, thinking about whether she should hang up straight away.
"I have something to tell you." Feng Shengyang's voice became slightly softer.
Mu Xiaoxiao frowned as she heard the noise of the bar over the phone and the change in his voice.
"Have you been drinking?"
"Shh, listen to me first."
"What do you want to say?" Mu Xiaoxiao didn't care what he wanted to say and just wanted to end the call as soon as possible.
Feng Shengyang's deep voice passed quietly into her ears.
"I like you."


As childhood sweethearts, they were made to engage under the manipulations of their families. It involved having to to live in the same room and sleep together.

One night, she is accidentally made drunk, and in his delirium, he kisses her only to realize he enjoys it. From time to time, he would sneak a kiss on her, but his “crime” is eventually discovered in an accident. After being accused by her, he says with a smile, “You are my wife, why can’t I kiss you?”

The two people’s daily routine is full of bickering and mutual discrediting of each other.

Although he claims to disparage, he actually cares intensely about her. He feels crazily jealous when she is close to other men, to the point of tying her to his side, so that she becomes exclusively his.

Tags: Campus Love, Childhood Sweethearts, Pampering Romance

In the chairman's office on the 28th floor in Shengshi Group, Qiao Yu had just finished a telephone conversation. He picked up his cell phone, looked at the number, kept silent for a while, and then made a call.
Inside the car, Xia Ning's cell phone that was in the center console of the car suddenly vibrated.
Jin Yan's pupils shrank. He turned to look at the cell phone, and then looked at Xia Ning who was asleep beside him. His eyes fell on the cell phone again.
From this angle, he could see the calling number which was a series of numbers.
On the other end of the line, Qiao Yu heard the mechanical voice that said there was nobody on the line. Qiao Yu frowned. Was it too noisy for Xia Ning to hear her cell phone? He put down his cell phone and continued to read the documents.
When they arrived at the destination, Jin Yan called Xia Ning, "We have reached our destination."
Xia Ning opened her eyes and looked straight ahead at the European style building not far away from them. Large grass fields surrounding the building and the whole place was fenced. She opened her mouth and looked towards Jin Yan.
Jin Yan smiled at her, "Do you find it the same as before?"
Xia Ning nodded, "Yes, it looks the same."
"How can it be the same? Some people have donated money to it afterward and it was repaired and maintained once a few years." Jin Yan smiled, "So you have to show your care as well, our future Movie Queen Xia."
Xia Ning smiled, "Since the future Movie King Jin said it, I must obey." Following that, she was about to open the car door, "Let's get off and take a walk."
"Ke, take your cell phone!" Jin Yan suddenly reminded her. "By the way, when you were asleep just now, there was a call."
Xia Ning picked up her cell phone, glanced at it, and clicked the screen to see the calling number. Her eyes darkened.
"I saw you sleeping and did not wake you up. Do you want to call back now? I will enter after you finish the call," Jin Yan said next to her.
Xia Ning turned off her cell phone's screen and said indifferently, "There is no need. Let's enter." Saying so, she immediately alighted from the car.
Jin Yan glanced at Xia Ning back, turned to get off as well, and locked the car.
The two people went into the area. Xia Ning touched the white fence and walked on the grass fields that were still green. Her eyes swept around the area as her memories gradually overlapped with the past.
Those memories were as unreal as a dream.
Xia Ning looked up at the grey sky, "Even the sky is the same as before."
"In the future, you can come here whenever you want to." Jin Yan looked at Xia Ning, "I will accompany you."
Xia Ning smiled, "There is actually no need. The only person I know here is you. Moreover, there should be nobody else who knows me here."
On hearing this, Jin Yan's expression looked complicated. After she left that time, the president and the staff had changed.
The atmosphere was stifling, Xia Ning looked at Jin Yan and smiled, "Don't worry, Jin Yan. Others may be sad but I can lay down my sorrows."
Jin Yan looked at her with pity. He still remembered the first time he saw her. She was helplessly hiding at the corner of the bed with a terrified expression as if the whole world was filled with darkness.
At this time, a middle-aged woman in a working suit came towards them, glanced at Jin Yan for a few times as if she recognized the person. She suddenly smiled and called, "Jin Yan, you came."
On hearing her, Jin Yan looked towards the middle-aged woman, smiled and called, "President Zhou."
President Zhou came up to Jin Yan, looked at him and smiled, "Have you been busy recently? You did not come to see me for a long time."
"Yes, I've been a little busy. I have free time now, so I came here today." Jin Yan smiled.
President Zhou nodded, "It is good for you to be busy. But remember to rest." Saying so, her eyes fell on Xia Ning and she instantly smiled. She said to Jin Yan, smiling, "You brought your girlfriend here. Why don't you introduce her to me?"


Three years ago, President Qiao did not hesitate to sign the papers when Xia Ning placed the divorce papers in front of him.

Three years later, she is an up-and-coming star in show biz; watched by the public but knee-deep in scandals.

He is a resolute emperor in the business world; powerful and omnipotent.

Their paths were supposed to be separate and independent, but—

Standing at her door, the legendary ruthless and unyielding diamond bachelor asks for a remarriage. A cute bun appears from behind and gazes at Xia Ning with his big, starry eyes. "Mummy, Daddy will cook, I will warm the bed, please take us in."

Branded supercars could be seen everywhere in Qingshui City, which was consistently within the top ten cities of China.
Even though that was the case, Xue Meining's limited-edition Ferrari still attracted everyone's attention when it came to a halt at the shopping mall entrance.
It could not be helped, the car was just too cool! At the same time, Xue Meining's charming little face and slender legs that were as fair as snow were truly eye-catching.
Ling Yun could not be bothered with the envious looks that came from the people surrounding them. As cool as it is, it's nothing compared to my imperial sword flight!
Ling Yun imagined himself soaring through the sky with his imperial sword and the bird's eye view of the mortal world from high above as he swaggered into the shopping mall by Xue Meining's side, disregarding everyone's gaze.
He had no other choice since everyone looked at them as if they were wondering why such a beauty would be wasted on a beast.
Most of the shops on the first floor of the shopping mall sold all sorts of jewelry and branded cell phones. It was apparent that Xue Meining was extremely familiar with this shopping mall. She turned around and grabbed Ling Yun's arm with both of her hands before dragging him to their first destination.
"Brother Ling Yun, how could you not have a cell phone? People can't contact you even if they wanted to, let's go get you a new phone."
The sentimental beauty had remembered the scene where Zhong Qingshan had asked Ling Yun for his contact details.
Of course, this was exactly what Ling Yun wanted. She certainly had the potential to learn.
He had had a total of 20,000 dollars but he had spent 9,000 of it yesterday and was only left with slightly more than half of what he had had. Needless to say, he was unwilling to buy himself a cell phone.
But even though he was unwilling to buy one, that did not mean he would reject it if someone else bought him one.
Because what he had truly discovered was how inconvenient it was to not have a cell phone in this technologically advanced world.
At the very least, would it not be convenient for his loved ones to contact him if they were in danger?
Ultimately, the uneasy feeling that he had had at the accident scene was as clear as day, which made Ling Yun ponder endlessly. Was the person after him, or his family?
"Brother Ling Yun, let's get an iPhone 5. Then, we'll be using the same cell phone! Hehe…"
Xue Meining dragged him all the way to the Apple counter and asked him while pointing at all the different colored phones beneath the glass cabinet, "Which color do you like?"
"Black."
Xue Meining nodded and spoke directly to the salesgirl, "Can I have a black iPhone 5?"
The salesgirls rarely encountered such a straightforward customer and they provided excellent service. One of the salesgirls who had a ponytail asked, "Would you like to pay by cash or credit card?"
Xue Meining flashed a smile as she said, "Credit card please."
"Please come with me…" Ponytail girl directed her to the credit card terminal for payment.
"Sir, would you like to try out your new cell phone?" Another salesgirl smiled as she asked.
Ling Yun shook his head and politely declined.
He had already figured out how to use the cell phone when the Little Gambling God, Tang Meng, had bought a cell phone for Ning Lingyu yesterday. Thus, he just instructed the salesgirl to wrap it up for him.
Within three minutes, Xue Meining had already settled the payment and returned to where they were. She looked at the brand-new phone that she had bought for Ling Yun as she chuckled, "Brother Ling Yun, I have a friend who has good phone numbers. I'll ring him up later and ask him to save you a good one."
"Do you want six 8s or six 9s at the end of your phone number?"
Ling Yun figured that this little beauty was thoughtful enough to give him a nice number after buying him a brand-new phone. He chuckled and said, "Oh, you shouldn't have. I prefer a phone number with six 9s, but please get me another one with six 8s. It would be good if you could get me a few more phone numbers too. I have uses for them."
Yesterday, when they were shopping for cell phones, Tang Meng had been grumbling about how his number only had four 8s and felt that it was not cool enough. Since Ling Yun knew that Xue Meining had such good connections, it would be a miracle if he did not try to take advantage of the situation.
Not to mention, Ning Lingyu's number was just an ordinary number, so he wanted to give her a better one.
Ling Yun could not maintain his joy as he envisioned Tang Meng's expression when he gave him the nice phone number.
Xue Meining's lips twitched involuntarily. Brother Ling Yun really has the guts to take advantage of the situation. Does he think that these nice numbers are just groceries from the supermarket? As if we would be able to get them if I didn't have these connections in Qingshui City!
Ling Yun noticed her expression and realized that she was having difficulties, thus, he tried to spur her on with his words. "It's alright if you can't get it, an ordinary number would work just fine."
Sure enough, the Little Demon Girl took the bait and rolled her eyes at Ling Yun. "Who said I can't get it? It's just that I can only ask for four at most, any more than that would be shameless!"
Ling Yun was anticipating this answer and figured four phone numbers were enough. He quickly flashed a smile as he nodded at her and chuckled, "That'll be enough, I don't need that many nice phone numbers. It's not as if I can have them for lunch."
Their conversation left the salesgirls in a state of shock. A number that ends with six 8s? Six 9s? Yet he still requested for four phone numbers at one go!
Their relationship was unbelievable!
After they were done shopping for cell phones, Xue Meining dragged Ling Yun up the escalators all the way until they reached the fourth floor.
This floor mainly sold high-end clothing for men.
"Brother Ling Yun, what clothes are you planning to get? Sportswear? Casual? Or a suit?"
Xue Meining anxiously asked when they got to the fourth floor.
"Two sets of sportswear should suffice. I'll still be losing weight for the next two months, so I probably won't be able to wear anything else."
It was not that Ling Yun did not want to shop for any other clothes, it was just because, ultimately, he was confident that he would drop 30kg to 35kg in the next two months. If he bought any clothes now, he would not be able to fit into them two months later.
"That can't be! You can't keep losing weight, right? Moreover, you still need a set of formal wear for whenever you had to meet people for serious business!"
Xue Meining did not give Ling Yun a chance to refuse before she dragged him through all the high-end clothing brands.
Quickly, they managed to buy two sets of Nike sportswear as well as two pairs of Nike running shoes. Before he could even stop to take a breather, Xue Meining lugged him towards another stall to shop for a dress shirt and a suit.
Ling Yun was speechless as he thought to himself, We just spent 20,000 dollars in the blink of an eye, this Little Demon Girl really knew how to throw money around!
He was right, Xue Meining had never been concerned about the amount of money she spent when it came to shopping.
It was easier to shop for sportswear than for suits. It couldn't be helped since Ling Yun was so fat!
All the suits that he tried on were unsuitable, the Little Demon Girl was starting to get bummed out.
"Brother Ling Yun, you're at least 1.8 meters in height, right? Why'd you eat so much and make yourself so fat? What a waste!"
Xue Meining furrowed her brows as she grumbled.
"That's why I'm trying so hard to lose weight. Forget it, we'll come back in two months. I guarantee you I'll be at most 75kg by then!"
Ling Yun felt very helpless. Ultimately, it was not him who got himself this fat.
"What? You've got to be more than 100kg now, right? To lose 30kg in 2 months?! With the way that you were eating this afternoon? Bullshit!"
Xue Meining scoffed at the idea that Ling Yun would lose 30kg in 2 months!
A height of 1.8 meters and a weight of 75kg would be close to the perfect height to weight ratio, but she would never believe that he could lose 30kg in 2 months.
Ling Yun smiled faintly and did not defend himself.
Actions speak louder than words. Two months later, or maybe even in a month, he would give everyone the shock of their lives!
"But… but it's going to be my birthday party in ten days, you have got to show up! Umm… My parents would be coming down from the Beijing. You…"
Xue Meining fidgeted with her fingers as she made some calculations.
Ling Yun smiled to himself. So that was what she was thinking about.
A sense of blissfulness washed over him. He patted Xue Meining's little head as a bright and confident smile crept onto his face. He said to her gently, "Don't worry, I'll definitely show up. Whatever I wear won't matter, right?"
Xue Meining was stunned as she saw that bright, friendly smile of his that was able to melt through anyone's heart once again.
She was in a daze as a strange feeling bubbled within her, her cheeks turned bright red.
"The weather's getting hotter anyway, a suit won't be of any use. Let's get a shirt instead."
Ling Yun suggested as he was fascinated by how Xue Meining was when she was shy.
One could say, in the few hours that they had known each other, they had fought with each other as well as shared tears and laughter, but this did not get in the way of Xue Meining slowly garnering Ling Yun's recognition.
This Little Demon Girl was passionate, brave, filial and kind.
As for her temperament and playfulness, it was all just her teenage girl sentiments, Ling Yun obviously would not mind.
Xue Meining paid for all of the expenses with her credit card as they shopped through the entire shopping mall. Inevitably, the salespeople who worked there all looked at him oddly, but Ling Yun could not be bothered at all.
Apart from saving Miracle Doctor Xue's life, Ling Yun knew that whatever he was going to give to Xue Meining in the future would be worth so much more!
This was Ling Yun. When someone sincerely gave him a drop of water, he would repay them an entire ocean!
"Alright, we won't buy the suit then. Let's go get you some clothes. You have got to eat less and lose weight quickly. You're just too fat!"
Something popped up in the Little Demon Girl's mind before she replied him shyly with her cheeks as red as a tomato, which was a rare sight.
Xue Meining bought Ling Yun two Versace shirts, two pairs of slacks from K-Boxing and a pair of Levi's denim jeans.
At this point, Ling Yun's hands were filled with shopping bags and he was unable to carry any more.
"Little Ning, are we done? I can't carry any more bags!"
As much as Ling Yun liked taking advantage, even he felt a little embarrassed. Xue Meining was truly domineering while she shopped, buying anything she desired with zero concerns about the price.
Ling Yun secretly calculated that both of them had spent 40000 dollars in less than half an hour!
Xue Meining finally stopped in her tracks and looked at Ling Yun whose hands were filled with shopping bags as she flashed a satisfied smile. "Hmm, I think that's enough. Let's go put these things in the car, then come back and shop for my stuff!"
Ling Yun took a step back as he heard that, "We're still shopping?!"
Xue Meining pouted her cherry lips as she whined, "Of course. You thought we'd just shop for your stuff and not mine?"
Ling Yun looked at Xue Meining's gleaming eyes and finally understood what a terrifying thing it was to accompany girls while they shopped!
However, fortunately, he himself had a huge shopping haul! 


Lingyun's tribulation has failed and he has descended onto Earth in the degenerate age. Step by step, he will rise up against the natural order!

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