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The sales lady looked at the lingerie set that the girl had just pointed towards and then sighed looking back at the girl. "I am afraid mam, that is not your size. It is size 32. So sorry." 

"Ohh! No problem." Eva smiled, still looking at the beautiful set of lingerie. The lacy and bright colored bra had a couple of strings forming a criss- cross pattern at the back. The matching lower with a bra was a tiny piece of V shaped cloth, which also had several strings, in criss cross pattern at the sides in pink color. "Do you have anything similar like this? I mean the same design in my size?" 

The girl smiled looking at the sales lady, who was now walking towards the 34 size counter. "I am afraid Miss, for now all we have are these displayed designs. You can have a look at the discounted section if you like something from there." 

"Ah! No! Not the discounted section. Ok then pack me this... this... and also this one... and I think that one too." The girl pointed at several sets of lingerie, selecting seven pairs rapidly. 

The sales lady, looked at the girl in extreme excitement and rushed to take out the articles the girl had just ordered to buy. The sales lady was now just a few sets away from reaching her week's goal and she will be announced as the best sales person of the week. She placed the articles in a gigantic trolly and turned to look at the girl who had now already walked up to a different section looking at the latest swim wears. 

The girl had fully intended to use her balcony pool and wanted to wear a new pair of bikini every day! She then selected a few more articles in one piece and two piece bikinis, making the sales girl's heart do multiple cart wheels out of happiness. There were now already fifteen pieces of articles selected by the girl, who now returned back towards the shelf and once again glanced at the lacy bra in longing. 

The sales lady was now just a set away from reaching her entire week's target and she halted behind the girl, who was once looking at the bra. "Ah! Miss, I have one option for you. You can pay for this set of lingerie right now and I can specially order it for you, to be transported from the headquaters. It might take a day or two, but you can definitely get it in your size." The sales lady grinned looking at the happy girl. 

"Perfect! And also can you get it delivered to my house? In case, I am not be able to come to the market due to my new job!" The girl looked at the sales lady in much happiness.

"Of course Miss. I will note down all your details, and you will get the lingerie set delivered at your place itself." The sales lady smiled as they both walked towards the reception area. 

"Awesome!! No wonder yours is my favourite brand. You guys never fail to impress!" The girl spoke in admiration as the lady was now preparing the bill happily, while her eyes were shining in golden dollar signs!

Jack Wilson, the owner of the world's famous lingerie brand 'Inner beauty' is the neighbour of a beautiful girl named Eva, who is new to the neighbourhood. 
What happens when the courier service by mistake delivers Eva's package to Jack?
Jack opens the package only to find a pair of lacy bra inside it.

Ever heard of a romcom story, revolving around a bra..?? ;)

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Lists of thoughts... Random thoughts... (considered as communion to God Almighty!)

Su Jiafu performed surgeries with Ling Ran until evening arrived. They slept in the hospital for a few hours and woke up at three o'clock in the morning to anesthetize the man who was built like a mountain. When he did, a feeling of happiness rose in his heart…
Anesthetizing one person meant he accumulated one medical case, and if he anesthetized another, he got himself another medical case… It was never as easy to gather medical cases when he performed surgeries with the other surgeons.
Usually, surgeons would not continuously perform microsurgeries one after another.
Take, for example, chief physicians from departments such as the Neurosurgery Department. A chief physician from the Neurosurgery Department would normally be a person who was nearly sixty. If he started his surgery at nine at night, he would only finish with the craniotomy at around ten. Then, he would finish the entire surgery languidly, and he would waste away his entire midnight just like that. Once he went home to rest, the operating theater would be given to an associate chief physician in his early fifties. That associate chief physician would begin his own surgery at one o'clock in the morning and would only be done with the patient's craniotomy at two or three o'clock in the morning. By the time he finished his surgery, he could forget about going home.
After staying up late this way for an entire night, when the two doctors went to work the next day, they would at most be able to perform one surgery before they reached their limit. Anesthetists were not that tired, but even if they wanted to anesthetize someone else, they would not have the chance to do so.
The level of complexity for a finger replantation surgery was lower, but it was equally tiring and hard.
There were few surgeons who were willing to perform finger replantation surgeries every day, and there were even fewer doctors who could perform finger replantations every day. 
However, Ling Ran was unlike most people.
When he performed surgeries using the M-Tang technique in the past, he could perform eight to ten cases per day, and he did so with ease as well as delight. Right then, even as he performed finger replantations, he could still wake up at three every day, plus his scalpel never stopped making incisions.
Anesthetists naturally loved such efficiency the most.
Ling Ran once again completed two finger replantation surgeries from three o'clock in the morning till noon, making Su Jiafu so happy that he shivered from head to toe.
"Doctor Ling, I finished the outline of the research paper during my free time. Come have a look." Su Jiafu originally did not intend to let Ling Ran look at the outline. A doctor giving out medical cases so that his or her name could be written in the research paper was basically an equivalent exchange. It was not much of a working relationship.
However, it was different now. Ling Ran gave him a very good research direction. Ling Ran even got Su Jiafu his funds and managed to get the medical cases he wanted to be arranged for him. He also personally operated on all of them. Hence, there was no way Su Jiafu could be stingy in sharing his outline.
Besides, Ling Ran may even have better ideas.
The duo sat in the waiting room and talked about the outline while they munched on pork trotters.
Ling Ran did not have an ounce of understanding when it came to anesthesiology, but his understanding of finger replantations surpassed that of what was written in the outline. He read through the outline quietly for a few minutes before he stripped off every shred of meat from the pork trotter with a surgical knife. Ling Ran exhaled and said, "There's no problem in the other areas, but is the number of samples too few? You're planning on using only twelve medical cases?"
"We have to wait a long time to even gather up twelve cases. We're already very lucky to get four medical cases today. I don't even know how long we'll take to gather up the other eight…" Even though Su Jiafu said those things, he still cast his eyes on Ling Ran.
If he were the one gathering the medical cases, he would definitely end up spending a lot of time doing so.
Even if the Department of Anesthesiology worked with him and had him stay in the Emergency Department or sent him to the Hand Surgery Department, he might not necessarily find many cases that met his requirement. He needed patients who suffered from vaso-occlusive crisis, and even if he encountered some, it was unknown if they fit into his requirements…
Ling Ran, on the other hand, was different. He chose his patients based on the many medical cases he had at his disposal.
Under Su Jiafu's expectant gaze, Ling Ran moved to open his mouth to speak, but he heard Lu Wenbin cough by the side and say, "Doctor Su, we're going to end up dead tired if we perform so many cases. Where do you intend to publish your paper?"
Su Jiafu was momentarily stunned by the question before he softly said, "Of course I'm aiming for the core journals."
"Chinese core journals?" Lu Wenbin followed up with another question.
"The Key Magazine of China Technology is considered one of them, right?" Su Jiafu replied weakly.
Periodic journals were in fact, a databank. The Chinese core journal's full name was A Guide to the Core Journals of China, and since Peking University Library was the pioneer in this project, it was also known as the Catalogue of Journals of the National Peking University Library. Through a series of data and judgments, Peking University Library could determine which Chinese periodic journals were to be entered into their databank. The research papers published in these journals were said to be published in core journals.
In comparison, the Key Magazine of China Technology pointed to the China Science and Technology Journal Database. Most people believed that the Key Magazine of China Technology was less illustrious than the National Peking University Library's Catalogue of Journals, which was also why it was easier for people to have their articles published in it.
Su Jiafu looked at Ling Ran before he added. "The Key Magazine of China Technology is considered an A-list journal in our hospital, it'll be good enough."
The A-list, B-list, and C-list journals were decided by the departments. When the inner circle of Yun Hua Hospital wanted to employ a doctor who had no connections to the hospital, the associate chief physicians they wanted to employ would have to have published an article in an A-list journal, while the chief physicians they wanted to employ would have to have published two articles in A-list journals. The attending physicians they wanted to employ would also have to have published an article in a B-list journal. Furthermore, whenever they graded the medical staff every year, the marks given to the staff would also differ based on the ranks of the journals their articles were published.
Naturally, this was the most basic guideline. Each department had its own policies. For example, the Emergency Department did not ask too much of their medical staff, but the elite Hand Surgery Department required their associate chief physicians to publish articles in the SCI.
The Department of Anesthesiology used the standards of the hospital to grade their staff. Because of it, to Su Jiafu and Ling Ran, if they only wanted to gain academic titles via publishing research papers, they could do so with the power of an A-list journal.
However, Lu Wenbin pursed his lips and said, "Doctor Ling published an article in one of the journals under China before. You're only thinking about publishing in the Key Magazine of China Technology, but you're using him as your own personal worker, you know?"
Journals under China meant that the journals were created by China itself. These journals were sponsored by the Chinese Medical Association. Their influence was quite high. Many of the journals under them had an even higher standard than SCI itself, which meant that it was even more difficult to publish articles in those journals. In the medical world, these journals were ranked even higher than core journals.
Su Jiafu could not help but blush. He said, "I know that Doctor Ling once published an article in Chinese Critical Care Medicine, but are you going to ignore braised pork after eating squid and sea cucumbers?"
"That analogy of yours is…" Lu Wenbin turned his head around and looked at his pork trotters, and he felt that constantly belittling braised pork was not good.
"I'd want to publish articles in journals under China as well if I can." Su Jiafu was slightly older. He began using his mind, which had scored him over six hundred marks during the college entrance examinations, to think. He quietly brought out his phone, scanned the QR code beside the pork trotter, and bought four pork trotters in one go. He then split it up between Ling Ran, Lu Wenbin, Ma Yanlin, and himself before he said with a smile, "I was thinking about it this way. Let's gather up materials first. With medical cases as a foundation, I can write the article. At that time, if I have hopes of publishing the article in journals under China, then I'll send it to those journals. If I don't have hopes of getting them published in those journals, then I'll publish it in Chinese core journals. If both are impossible, I'll definitely publish it in the Key Magazine of China Technology. At least we won't be wasting our time that way."
He already made a promise earlier that he would place Lu Wenbin and Ma Yanlin as second authors. To Ma Yanlin the houseman, this was naturally a joyous piece of news, but it was clearly not enough to bring Lu Wenbin over to his side.
After all, being placed as second authors in an article did nothing to help a person gain an academic title. In a utilitarian standpoint, being placed as the second author was only a show. At most, it simply added to the number of times a person was relegated as the second author in articles.
However, when he looked at the pork trotter in his hand, Lu Wenbin became a little docile. He looked towards Ling Ran and asked, "Doctor Ling, what do you think?"
"How many medical cases do you think you need to publish your article in a journal under China?" Ling Ran asked casually, but that question stunned the trio so much that their eyelids twitched.
"Around… thirty to forty, and we also need to conduct follow-ups. We should be able to get the article in a journal under China by then." Su Jiafu gritted his teeth before he continued. "Let me handle the follow-up. You just need to gather up enough medical cases."
Before Ling Ran could even nod, a flash of golden light shone ahead of him.
[Mission: Fifty amputated finger replantation surgeries]
[Mission reward: Intermediate Treasure Chest]
Ling Ran's expression did not change. He said, "Let's do fifty cases. Then I'll leave the rest to you."
Once he was done talking, Ling Ran finished up his pork trotter, brought out his phone, and under the trio's terrified gazes, he called Huo Congjun.
"Department Director Huo, we just finished our discussion. We'll be doing fifty finger replantation surgeries. Yes. The requirements will be the same as before… We can also gather together these medical cases and materials to write a research paper in the point of view of the Hand Surgery Department… Alright, fifty finger replantation surgeries and two articles!"
Ling Ran put down his phone and said to Lu Wenbin and Ma Yanlin in a composed manner, "Go and take a nap. The new patients will be arriving by noon."
"Aren't you tired?" When Lu Wenbin asked this question, the corners of his lips quivered.
"Me? I feel like I'm filled with energy right now." By that, Ling Ran meant that he currently had one hundred and ten Energy Serums in his storage. 　


Ling Ran, a med school senior, begins to see the world like a game UI. He uses it to pave his way towards graduation, a residency, becoming the greatest doctor in the world... And finally getting a Transformer from his newbie packs? Maybe. We don't know yet.

It was the end of summer, and autumn was about to start. In the afternoon, the citizens of Ning An City would frequently see Young Master Xie riding a bicycle and taking his wife out for a ride. 
They had almost become the most attractive scenery in Ning An City. 
Although the two of them went out alone, there were hundreds of guards protecting them secretly. 
Having nursed her injuries for a long time, the wound on Yun Bixue's leg had healed and was much better. A scab had already formed, but Xie Limo was still worried. That was why he was personally dressing the wound on her leg and head. 
Yun Bixue felt that she was becoming as fragile as a little porcelain doll. However, she was still grateful for Xie Limo's efforts and perseverance. It was difficult to change his mind, so she could only listen to him. 
The only thing that made her happy, while she was still recovering, was him taking her out on the bicycle every day. It made her feel as though she and Xie Limo were carefree teenagers. 
In fact, this thought began on one particular day. Through the window, she saw a young man riding a bicycle with a young lady behind him, and she couldn't help feeling envious. Back then, when she was still in school, there were a lot of couples around. The boyfriends would always take their girlfriends out for a ride on their bicycles as they watched the outdoor scenery. It was such a wonderful feeling. 
Perhaps her voice had sounded full of envy and regret when she mentioned this to Xie Limo. 
Xie Limo asked, "Do you like it?" 
"Yes, I was a teenager and had the sentiments of a young girl. Back then, I also wondered if my future boyfriend would also let me ride on his bicycle and take me along the streets to watch the scenery." 
She had merely said a few words, but Xie Limo had really gotten her a bicycle. Ever since that day, he would ride the bicycle with her every day.
After sitting on the back seat and hugging Xie Limo's waist, she felt exceptionally great and blissful as they rode through countless streets. They enjoyed the sensation of the breeze blowing right at their faces. 
"Limo, faster. Hehe! It feels great!" 
Hearing her cheerful laughter behind him, Xie Limo's heart was filled with indescribable joy. 
He had never thought that there would be a day when he would take his wife on a bicycle ride through the streets. However, after personally experiencing it, he realized that it was pretty fun. It made him feel as though he had become younger. 
He finally understood why many young men and ladies would do such simple things together during their youth. It was because these things brought a lot of pure happiness. 
These pure moments were carefree and without worries. 
When they rode to somewhere with more beautiful views, Xie Limo would stop the bicycle and get off of it. He would squat down and carry Yun Bixue off the back seat. After putting her on the grass or bench, they would look up to the sky and bask in the sunlight. They enjoyed the breeze and watched the life of the citizens. It was very pleasant and delightful. 
Sometimes, she would lean on Xie Limo's shoulder and fall asleep. Sometimes, she would watch the people who were flying their kites, roller-skating, and dancing… She felt that life was full of excitement. 
In other to suck up to Young Master Xie, some reporters took this opportunity and wrote about how Young Master Xie was trying to experience the life of an ordinary citizen. The articles talked about how friendly Young Master Xie was, and there were even photos showing Young Master Xie helping a little boy with his kite and of him chatting happily with elderly citizens. 
Once the news articles were published, Xie Limo's fanbase multiplied. Everyone who watched and read the news felt that those photos were especially heartwarming. It filled their lives in Ning An City with hope. With such a great leader, Ning An City would surely flourish.
Someone also tried to cause trouble. However, this time around, the Xie family's security was top-notch and impenetrable. Anyone who attempted to do anything would be discreetly taken care of. 


Yun Bixue is in dire straits—
Her fiancé has abandoned her for the country’s top socialite. Worst of all, her family has been declared bankrupt, and the media has forced her into desperation. In her desolation, she seeks help from the powerful Young Master Xie, and gains strength through her marriage with him during her lowest period. From that day onwards, she eggs herself to grow stronger to become the best wife for her husband.

This novel is a sweet, sugary book. There are no heart-wrenching scenes or misunderstandings.

Sugary Scene
Yun Bixue: "Limo, aren't you going to ask who I met today?"
Xie Limo: "It doesn’t matter who you met. What matters is that you’re here by my side now."
Yun Bixue "Limo, let's make a pinky promise. In the future, I will trust you, and you will trust me too. We will not allow external factors to affect our home, and we’ll be just like the saying 'if you do not abandon me, I will always be at your side until the end of my life'.”

Xie Limo met Yun Bixue's determined gaze and without thinking, he reached out his finger and sealed the promise before intertwining their fingers together.  

Xia Yu was ghastly pale.
In the cacophony of noise, she finally felt that as pathetic as a clown.
She cried harder but did not know whether she was crying for real or faking it. Covering her face, she turned around and stumbled down the stage. 
The emcee finally came back and said, "Well then, our ultimate winner is—"
"Ye Xingling! Ye Xingling! Ye Xingling!" Below the stage, the crowd was emotional.
Xia Ling looked at the boundless crowd, smiled, and raised her hand.
The crowd cheered louder as they celebrated the birth of their new Arena Queen who dominated the world.
Xia Ling's battle was very successful. Not only was her new song widely acclaimed, but she also managed to ruthlessly expose Xia Yu. The only unsatisfactory part was that Xia Yu only admitted to lip-syncing once. This made Xia Ling feel unsettled.
She got off the stage and removed her makeup backstage.
Li Lei walked up to her with a smile. "Congratulations." He then passed her something from behind his back.
Xia Ling originally thought that it would be a bouquet or something similar because he used to send her flowers at the end of her performances in the past. Unexpectedly, this time, he gave her cotton candy. It was pink and fluffy. His smile was gentle and sweet.
She also smiled and took a bite from the cotton candy in his hand. It was a delicious strawberry flavor.
Click! A shutter sound was heard beside them.
Both of them turned around to see a reporter running away with a camera.
"Should we chase him?" Li Lei asked for Xia Ling's opinion.
Xia Ling did not feel like chasing him after looking at Li Lei's expression. She reached out and snatched the cotton candy. "Jerk, I won't let you eat it. It's obvious that you wanted to let the reporter announce it to the world." Ever since she returned to Skyart, rumors circulated in the outside world ceaselessly. There were rumors about everything, and the most widespread rumor was that she escaped and ditched Pei Ziheng after seeing that Imperial Entertainment was about to go bankrupt. After that, she went to seek refuge from her ex-boyfriend Li Lei and was accepted by him after he found her pitiful.
Besides telling the people in the Skyart's building that their "lady boss was back," Lady Boss had not officially announced their relationship to the public. According to him, she just left Pei Ziheng and lost her son. It was not appropriate to announce a new relationship after a short month.
Xia Ling also agreed.
However, this did not prevent the reporters from continually speculating. Occasionally, he let them take pictures of him being affectionate with her to give her a rightful title. She did not pitifully beg to stay. Rather, she was treated like a treasure in someone else's hand.
At this time, hearing her rebuke, Li Lei smiled. "Why can't you be smarter when it's time to use your brain?" He secretly snuck his head over to take a bite of the cotton candy she stole from him. He caught her off guard and bit off a large chunk of it.
"Li Lei, you're stealing my cotton candy!" She widened her eyes as she stared at its remaining half and looked as Li Lei smiled delightedly. She reached out and punched him. "You jerk! You said this was my gift!"
Li Lei ran away, and Xia Ling chased him.
Backstage, the other singers and staff looked at them with some disdain and envy. The disdainful part was that both of them were already adults. Why were they still acting like children? Those envious felt that such a sweet love was so beautiful.
A makeup artist secretly took a few photos of them chasing each other and uploaded them online with the caption: Li Lei and Ye Xingling, the sweetest pair in history.
This blew up very quickly online. Many people gossiped and speculated how far their relationship had progressed. Had they already rebuilt their relationship? Could it be that the Ye Xingling who had divorced once and lost a child was thriving with the privileged Big Boss Li?
Someone even started to gamble and bet on whether they would last as a couple.
A Rolls Royce was moving smoothly on the street. The air in the car was quiet. After being busy for the entire day, Pei Ziheng was on his way to his next meeting. There was a dull pain in his stomach. He ate a few dry biscuits and drank some mineral water in his small storage box to suppress the pain.
"There are still 15 minutes before we reach. Mr. Pei, you should rest for a while." The chauffeur said.
Pei Ziheng turned on his phone and habitually entered the search keywords "Ye Xingling." Ever since she left his side, he could only monitor her this way.
News articles popped out. There were some articles about how she defeated Xia Yu in the arena battle and more articles about her laughing with Li Lei. Pei Ziheng looked at the photo. He reached out and gently covered the part of the screen which had Li Lei's body on it, leaving behind the slim and petite girl.
She was a little plumper compared to when she was by his side. She looked healthier, and her originally thin cheeks had regained their whiteness and smoothness. With just light makeup, she looked so beautiful that people could not turn their eyes away. 
Pei Ziheng looked at her for a long time.
She liked to eat cotton candy from a young age and consumed it using small bites. She cherished and enjoyed every moment. When she ate it comfortably, she would slightly squint her eyes and look like a satisfied cat. He always looked at her as she ate it and restricted her consumption of it as it was junk food which did not meet the balanced diet standards set by nutritionists. Sometimes, she would throw a tantrum and puff up her cheeks as she glared at him.
However, Li Lei was different. Without reasoning with her, he directly ate a large portion of the cotton candy.
She did not feel unhappy at all.
Even when she chased after that man, her eyes were shining with happiness.
There was a bitter feeling in Pei Ziheng's throat, and his stomach hurt again. He turned off his phone, placed one hand on his stomach, and frowned.
The chauffeur glanced at him from the rearview mirror and was a little worried. "Mister, how about I buy a hot takeaway meal for you? You can eat it before your meeting so your body won't be hurt." Mister had not rested for days. In order to drag Imperial Entertainment from the dirt, he had to do his best and even slept on the way when he was traveling to venues, whether by car or plane.
Pei Ziheng replied faintly. "Naggy."
Thus, the chauffeur did not say anything more. His master was stubborn, and it would be useless to persuade him again.
At this moment, the chauffeur really missed Miss Ye. It would be really great if she were here because at least Mister would have a person who knew him well. Mister would probably only eat more after listening to Miss Ye.
"Play some music." Pei Ziheng said in a hoarse voice. His stomach hurt tremendously, and his head was filled with thoughts of Xiao Ling. The pain was eating him alive, and he was suffering.
He wanted to look for something to avert his attention.
The chauffeur obeyed and turned on the radio.
"Next, we will play the new song that Ye Xingling sang today at the Heavenly Voice Music Festival, 'The Butterfly Can't Transcend the Seas.' She said that she wanted to give it to a person in hopes that the person would forget her…"
"Change the station." Pei Ziheng's voice was frighteningly cold.


She died in her prime as the Queen of Song.

After being reincarnated, she becomes a simple trainee. 

Losing her former glory? It doesn't matter—no one can compete with her voice as a beautiful singer.

Mocked by her lowly birth? It doesn't matter—her true identity is enough to make the whole world tremble. 

She owes huge debts? It doesn't matter... 

A powerful boss once whispered to her, "Your debt will disappear if you become my woman." 

But the proud her would reply, "I'm sorry. I would sell my art, but not myself." 
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This is the story of the Queen of Song, return to the peak... and an overbearing chairman.

You might have read the comic, but here's the novel that it was adapted from!

"Wow! I'm a celebrity!!! I became the first page news in a tabloid newspaper!!! Yay me!! "
Talia drank some water not minding Rebecca getting excited seeing her picture on a tabloid based in  Esteria. 
That was a normal pap shot. The faces of pedestrians were blurred, focusing only on Talia. Only Rebecca's side profile was visible and the angle the shot was taken made it seem like Talia was leaning in to kiss Rebecca. 
She got the notifications and as she was reading the article, Rebecca butted in and she seemed to be pretty happy to see her picture in a tabloid.
How stupid is she!.
Mr. Ed informed her that those paparazzi must be paid for by someone just to slander her since they didn't accept their offer to pay money to stop the article from getting published.
What a headache!
Talia could infer, her address is known to them and there are people out there watching her 24/7 waiting for her to slip up and every slip up will be published in Esteria. Although Mr. Ed said he'd get to the bottom of it to find out who is responsible for this, Talia had a gut feeling it would be Olivia.
There are articles over articles about the "Princess without Tiara" who is a gift from the Heavens to save Esteria.
Yeah, right! Olivia is a godsend! Talia could only roll her eyes.
"Tallie... The comments are not good..." Rebecca pulled a chair for her and sat beside Talia. The  brightness in her face was gone and was replaced with worry. More than eighty percentage of the comments were using extremely offensive language against Talia. It made her heart bleed. 
"It's a tabloid! What did you expect? Don't act like you don't know how it is,"Talia leaned on her chair and looked up.
Rebecca could only curl her lips. She knows. She runs a PR firm for goodness sake! But it is different when you do the PR for others and others get bashed on the Internet. Even she makes hate comments occasionally about the celebrities she don't like.
But it is different when your close friend is involved. What do these douchebags know about Talia? How dare they make such vulgar comments about her? None of them are even worth Talia's clipped nail!
Rebecca was fuming. She wanted to release a statement clearing Talia's name. How can they write such an article with just a photograph taken at an odd angle? 
Talia looked at Rebecca pale as she was scrolling down the comments. She felt bad for Rebecca and blamed herself for it all. She sure is someone who drags everyone around her in the mud. 
What a jinx I am! 
She sure can handle everything but she didn't want to involve Rebecca in her mess. "Rebecca, maybe you should distance yourself from me, at least for sometime..."
"F*ck you, Tallie!" Rebecca was highly displeased. As always, this girl will push everyone aside and go cry in a corner alone. Does she even know what friendship means? Has she ever had friends? If one is supposed to be with their "friend" sharing happiness alone, is that even friendship? True friendship is something that shares happiness and sorrow alike. A true friend is someone who is being a support when their mare is in trouble. 
That girl is being the best friend to me, especially now in my troubling times and she is not allowing me to be one and wants me to go hide at the first sign of trouble around her? How dumb is she? Also this issue is caused by me in a way. How could I, just up and leave like that? 
"I'm not going to leave you when you are in trouble. I know I can't do much, but I will not leave you alone. I can explain to those..."
"Hey there, ladies!" Joe opened the door with a bright smile making Rebecca pause. "Welcome back, Talia!" he sported his usual smile but his crinkled suit and eye bags made him look a bit messy revealing his stress. 
Talia smiled with a nod and she could see Rebecca trying to stand up. Joe, noticing it went behind Rebecca and gently placed his big hands over her petite shoulders and stopped her from moving. 
"Hello, my lady!" he bent and kissed his wife's cheek not minding Rebecca trying to scratch his face. "I missed you," he whispered in her ears and Talia averted her eyes elsewhere since she felt like a third wheel. 
Judging by the smooth way Joe acts, Talia wondered if Joe planned all these. Yep! Isn't Tracy his secretary? She thought she brought Rebecca here, but it seems like Joe played a long game even manipulating her. 
Whatever! It would be better if those two reconciled. 

Gently massaging Rebecca's shoulders while she tried to get away, Joe continued, "I've  already sent a mail through our firm's lawyers to that tabloid advising them to take down that article that has no truth in it or face a lawsuit for slander."
Talia noticed Rebecca who was about to bite his hand, pause her actions. She seemed impressed. Talia was happy that Joe and Rebecca both are willing to stand by her side even when there is trouble.
Joe kissed Rebecca's forehead as she was staring blankly at him. Of course he will support Talia to get back in the good graces of his wife. And there is another thing his wife cannot bear. His hunger! 
Seeing her not pushing him away Joe decided to use his other weapon , "I'm hungry, Becky. I haven't eaten a good meal after you left," he pleaded with her. He is not lying. His wife used to cook and iron his clothes and now he felt abandoned without her.
Talia tactfully left the office letting them work out their issues. As she checked her phone, she saw the article already taken down. 
But in the social media there were comments discussing how Joe is the son of a Senator with power in A country and using his influence got that story down since he didn't want his dirty laundry aired out.
There were some comments saying how Joe, Rebecca and Talia maybe in a "throuple" relationship and so they will protect each other. Talia had to look it up in the Internet for the meaning and when she learnt the meaning, she wanted to acid wash her braincells storing that information; maybe her whole brain. 
"Alright! That's enough Internet for today!" she mumbled and entered Joe's office to do some work to take her mind off those vile people commenting whatever comes to their mind.
---
"Arthur... Are you sure about these flowers?" Joe asked as Arthur was about to step out from that luxurious car.
Jordan felt scared as Arthur suddenly asked to reserve dinner in a restaurant and even invite Sophia Clairmont. When he informed about the writer of the article, Arthur just contemplated for a while and just asked him to order these particular flowers and a dinner date. 
But these flowers... They aren't suitable for a first date or any date! 
That article now seemed to be taken down without  their interference. Jordan thought the Rosandale Royals has a hand in it.  
Arthur's eyes that looked scary as if he was going to kill someone, made Jordan feel scared for Sophia. They've waited till now as she was late and now his anger only seems to worsen. 
"Isn't she here already?" Arthur spouted and got out while Jordan trembled inside.
What will happen?
The moment he got out, a couple of paparazzi arranged by him, took pictures of Arthur with the big bouquet of flowers.
 The moment that seven feet tall figure stepped in, the while restaurants seemed to have shrunken in size. Even the usher of that restaurant who polity led him to his seat was surprised to see the" King" in their humble restaurant. 
But why did he chose that seat? Even though their restaurant is small they still had private cabins. Why did he choose the crowded room for a first date? And the flowers... 
In the end the usher decided not to think too much. Who knows how the rich people think? He doesn't. 
Arthur with his  long legs walked up to the small round table right in the middle of the room with everyone else in the room staring at him.
Sophia wearing a blue dress smiled politely at him and he returned the smile. He had recently seen her picture from the reports he collected about her and still he didn't remember when or if he had met her in high school.
If his Iris didn't confirm it, he would have thought the entire world was lying to him.
Arthur with a diplomatic smile, gave the bouquet to Sophia and Sophia who seemed to be blushing accepted the big bouquet.
"Thank you, Mr. Sinclair," she said and only then she looked at the bouquet and all the smile in her face got wiped out and her face paled.
Even the people in other tables who were witnessing it, pulled out their phones to take a picture and videos murmuring among themselves.
"Why, Lady Sophia, you don't like the flowers? I picked them myself!" Arthur asked as if he was really surprised by the reaction of everyone.

Talia... An heiress of a conglomerate. But she had to leave her own country in shame after a big scandal. She got used to her normal life in another country.

She hid who she really is and built up her own life. Her peaceful, safe life that she didn't want to lose for anything. 

She tried to move on from the traumatic incident that almost crippled her mentally, ten years ago. 

But her usual life got disrupted by him - an old acquaintance. Acquaintance is not the right word for him. He sure was more than that. Friend? Boyfriend?
She wasn't sure about her relationship with him back then. 

But according to their national records, he is her husband! 

All she knew for sure was he is the one person she can trust to not trust. 

He is from her family's enemy family whose family feud spanned for centuries.He will betray her for his family, she knew. So she will never trust him. 

And back when she needed him the most, he left her alone! 

And now he wants me to return? Heh! Like I will! 

Is it not enough he took over my grandfather's company? He wants me too? Let him dream on! 

Using his authority as her husband! Like she'd care! 

Arthur Sinclair... He has a mission. To bring that heiress back home. But he knew she was hurt... A lot. And she hated him, a lot...

He didn't know why. 

As far as he knew, he only tried to support her. He even let her leave him just because she wanted to. 

So why doesn't she trust me? 

She is his wife. They are legally married even if she doesn't acknowledge it. 

She left everyone she knew right after tearing their marriage certificate and haven't even returned once to their country in the past ten years. She doesn't even want to look at him and even went on dating other men. 

But he still loves her! He believed she loves him too! 

And now, her grandfather, her only living relative on her mother's side is gravely ill and wants to have one last look at her before he passes away. 

 Will he find out what's in her heart? Will he able to change her mind? Will she accept him?

That scandal ten years ago that broke their relationship... Will it be resolved?

At the Robin Hood Society headquarters.

"Claude, you can now send the message." Professor Iris instructed one of the twins.

"Roger!" The brown-haired tall hacker who is sitting behind his laptop replied.

Then started working on his laptop. He searched for the phone number of General Grady on his system then using a software, he hacked into it and composed a text message that Professor Iris passed onto him on a piece of paper earlier. Then he sends it to a certain number acting like he is General Grady through spoof text message.

With Claude's level of expertise as a hacker, he can hack even encrypted phone data.

"All done, Professor Iris." Claude raised his thumb on Professor Iris.

Professor Iris nods her head in approval then she turned to look at President Martin.

"President Martin, it's all done." She said.

"Very well, thank you, Professor Iris." President Martin replied.

Professor Iris looked at President Martin wanting to say something. President Martin noticed it and asked. "Is there anything you want to say?"

"Uhm...If I may ask. You are planning to retaliate on Senator Rizza?" Professor Iris assumed that after the failed assassination schemes of Senator Rizza towards their heiress, President Martin will never let it slide and would plan on getting back at her. But she wonders how President Martin plans on getting his retribution.

"Hmm...My son-in-law has a lot of ways." President Martin said then turned to leave.

Torture. That was the word that came into Professor Iris' mind. The Parkers were known to torture their offenders that's why no one dares to go against them. Because their way of torturing is simply sinister.

But Professor Iris wonders. Would President Martin just let his son-in-law do the retribution? Wouldn't he prefer to do his own, since it was for his daughter after all? Professor Iris doubts that. She looked at the retreating back of President Martin with a focused gaze.

Back in the loghouse, President Martin made a phone call.

"Is everything good on your side?" He asked on the phone.

"Yes, dad. My men are watching her every move." Jacob replied.

"Good. She'll leave any moment from now." President Martin said with assertiveness.

"All right, we'll have her before midnight falls," Jacob replied then they both hanged up. Then he called James to make some preparations. He is on his way back to Twelve Army headquarters.

At Senator Rizza's house.

Senator Rizza is drinking alcohol. As soon as she gets back home, new articles about her scandals and 'new face' were published from different news channel and online news website and is being shared in different social media making her the number one talk of the town.

They were talking about how she was the person who advocates anti-graft and corruption when she herself is involved in bribery and patronage which is a form of corruption.

They were talking about how she acts as an altruistic, elegant and refined woman in front of the public when she is in fact an egocentric nymphomaniac and a man-eater home-wrecker.

The public is now questioning her integrity and moral principles. They even question how her parents raised her, saying how her parents failed in teaching her some decency.

They already labeled her as a corrupt government official and a home-wrecker. A person who doesn't care about anyone else's happiness and cares about her self and her own happiness. A name which will be her label for the rest of her life.

Her scandal also made the public question the integrity of her family who has served the country in a couple of decades. Her predecessors never had this kind of scandal although they were also involved in a couple of under the table business while in position.

This made them furious with her. Calling her names and cursing at her. This also put her parents in an awkward position.

And just an hour ago, she received a call from her father saying that she shouldn't go to their ancestral house for now and that she should leave the country for the meantime until the situation settled down. Although there is an uncertainty that her reputation will be cleared if she remained low-key, at least it would fan down the situation.

But what made her drink is when she found out that her grandfather already disowned her and actually announced it to the public just so they could protect the reputation of the family's name.

There really is a family who values what other people would think of them more than kinship. They believe that they cannot keep their clean reputation if they keep on hanging out with messy people. And the Paz family is one of those kinds of family. They would rather lose her than their reputation.

She can't believe that after all these years of striving for a perfect image, just so she could maintain that prestigious reputation of her family, in just a blink of an eye, it was all shattered into pieces.

At the age of 10, J's parents died in an ambush leaving her in the care of her grandfather who years later sent her away along with her best friend to hide her and her identity from those who would try to kill her after her parents.

20 years past, a lot of things had already happened. Her dearest grandfather died, she came back to Lotus City, and was secretly married!

She was married off by her grandfather to his best friend's grandson before he died and she was oblivious about it.

Do this secret marriage has to do with her secret identity?

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Jiang Xiying had already been in the ICU for ten days. When he was conscious, no matter how painful it was, he would look at Qian Shuishui's photo. He heard that she was going to get married. Would she think of him He smiled self-deprecatingly. That man probably wouldn't let Shui Shui come to see him, and he should know about his current situation.
Little Lin, do you know I have never thought that love is so simple. Love is love.
The people around him did not understand why he could care so much about a woman he had not seen many times, especially the manager who had followed him for many years. They did not understand, but he could not tell them because no one would believe it. Even he himself would find it strange. He had thought that this was God's kindness to him, but he did not expect that it was not his. In the end, it was not.
"Xiao Lin, I should be the only one who knows your name. " He looked at the photo. The look in his eyes was so familiar.
"I really want to see you, do you know that? But I know that I shouldn't see you in my current state. I don't want to see you in this state either. I want to leave my best appearance in your memory. " He didn't dare to look at himself in the mirror He didn't dare to see his current appearance.
"knock knock. " The door was pushed open. A young nurse came in with a new IV bottle. "Mr. Jiang, it's time for the injection. "
"Okay. " Jiang Xiying didn't say anything. He pressed the photo under his pillow and closed his eyes. He let the young nurse give him the injection. He didn't even look at the pity in the young nurse's eyes. He wasn't afraid of all this, but he probably couldn't accept the look in Lin Lin's eyes.
After the injection, the nurse reminded him, "I'll keep an eye on the time. I'll come over later. If there's anything, just arrange the bell next to me. "
"okay. " Jiang Xiying still didn't open his eyes.
After the nurse left, he opened his eyes and looked out the window. "Why can't I be the one to give you happiness? "
Jiang Xiying didn't even know that there was a crazy thought in his heart, but that thought quickly disappeared.
Another person came in. It was APEI. He forced a smile. "You're here. "
"Mm, I left those newbies with my friend to help bring them along. I wanted to come and see you. Can't you be a little more cheerful? Maybe there's a miracle Aren't there some new articles now reporting that some patients have overcome their illnesses because they actively faced them I believe you can do it too. You're Jiang Xiying after all."APEI couldn't tolerate Jiang Xiying's current self-abandonment No desires, no desires. How could it become like this Because of a woman who did not love him and was prepared to marry someone else He did not understand. He really did not understand.
Jiang Xiying stretched out a hand that did not have an injection, but the back of the hand was already bruised. "So, this is something that you can not understand. These things, only I and she understand. But the person she loves is not me, not me. "
"You know that the person she loves is not you, so why are you entangled in this? " Apei really did not understand. Now that he was seriously ill, he still could not forget Qian Shuishui. What kind of charm did she have He was also going crazy. To him, Jiang Xiying was not only his artiste, but also his friend and younger brother!
Every time he came to see Jiang Xiying, he felt his heart ache. "Forget it, I'll accompany you for the next few days. Watch the news for a while? Actually, there will be some interesting things from time to time. "
APEI turned on the television by himself and then played the news.
For three consecutive days, Apei came to accompany Jiang Xiying, hoping that he could face the illness with strength. However, he saw that he was getting weaker and weaker, and the time for him to wake up was getting lesser and lesser.
At night, Jiang Xiying woke up. APEI raised the bed so that Jiang Xiying could see the television. "What a coincidence, you woke up right after you turned on the television. "
"Maybe I sensed that you were here. " It was rare for Jiang Xiying to make fun of him. His Gaze was fixed on the confession incident that happened at the Amusement Park that was broadcasted on the television.
The romantic flowers and the fireworks confession, would she like it?
No one noticed that a teardrop from the corner of Jiang Xiying's eye slid down and landed on the white pillow. The strength in his body began to dissipate.
The corners of his lips curled up into a smile, and his eyes slowly closed. He could also be considered to have seen her happiness from another perspective, so he should be satisfied.
The equipment at the side made a beeping sound. APEI ran out frantically and shouted. The nurses and doctors quickly appeared, picked up the equipment, and rushed in.


She was a combination of a high iq scholar and a black-bellied prince charming. She was a one-on-one, two-on-one, two-on-one, absolutely refreshing, and she was welcome to jump into the pit.
She was a young and famous physicist from a future world.
He was the eldest son of a modern wealthy family.
When she was in a plane crash and became a modern-day second-generation girl, she was proficient in drinking. She was also ranked last in her studies. At home, her elder sister did not love her, her younger brother hated her, and her parents did not care.
In the circle of Friends of the rich second generation, they also looked down on this idiot.
He was noble and elegant, the idol of all women.
It was said that Qian Shuishui was a bad student, and her mind was empty every day.
It was said that Qian Shuishui was a bad girl, playing with boys'emotions
It was said that Qian Shuishui was a bad girl, and she was good at eating, drinking, and playing.
Then please tell me, who is this woman in front of me, leisurely drinking coffee, and reading the physics report in a foreign language with great interest?

"Liang Doukou, you can change your name to Liang Jinlian. I will give you that name for free. You're welcome."
...
The online comments were extremely nasty. Qin Zhi'ai only glanced at a handful of them before she read the actual articles about Liang Doukou.
A well-known reporter was the first to report that Liang Doukou had cheated on Gu Yusheng. Liang Doukou's scandal was reported much differently than the usual celebrity scandals. This article had photographs of her, as well as other evidence that backed up the allegations.
The first photograph was of Liang Doukou and Zhou Jing walking into the Four Seasons Hotel together. The second photograph was of the two of them standing outside a hotel suite with the door half open and a man standing just inside in a bathrobe. The third photograph was shot 20 minutes later, when Zhou Jing walked out of the suite. And the fourth photograph was 2 hours and 10 minutes later: Liang Doukou had opened the door while Zhou Jing was standing outside in the corridor. Through the door opening, Liang Doukou could be seen with her messy clothing, hair, and lipstick, and hickeys covered her neck.
The photographs looked sexual in nature, particularly given the timing in which they were taken. Their publication indicated to the world that she had done something shameful with the man in the bathrobe.
If her marriage to Gu Yusheng hadn't been announced, this would not have been a scandal, but now the news was a big hit to Liang Doukou's reputation. 
Qin Zhi'ai could not help but curl up the corners of her mouth as she read the article.
She had been grateful to Liang Doukou when she had given her a way to pay off her father's gambling debt, but Qin Zhi'ai had been set up by Liang Doukou so many times by now that she had no sympathetic feelings toward her.
Even though Qin Zhi'ai knew that Liang Doukou had not cheated, she did not feel bad for her as everyone was accusing her of it anyway. Instead, she felt slightly good about it.
...
The degree of happiness Qin Zhi'ai felt in Hangzhou was the same degree of sadness Liang Doukou felt in Beijing.
Liang Doukou did not come home from the Four Seasons Hotel until 11:00 in the evening. She was disgusted and went to take a shower right away. Her furious mood had slightly improved when she'd washed off the smell of Mr. Yang, but then her phone rang.
She glanced at it and saw it was Zhou Jing.
If Zhou Jing hadn't been out of the suite for so long on a phone call, Mr. Yang would not have had a chance to touch her. Liang Doukou was in no mood to talk to Zhou Jing now. But the phone rang continuously, until Liang Doukou answered it in anger. As she was about to snap at her, Zhou Jing worriedly said, "Xiaokou, hurry up and log in to your social feed."
This was the first time Liang Doukou had ever heard Zhou Jing sound so worried since she'd met her many years ago. Liang Doukou was shocked until she swallowed her harsh words, turned on her computer, and logged in to her social feed. 
After just a glance, she slammed the mouse on the floor. "What the hell just happened? Didn't you promise me that no reporters were following us? Now I've lost the leading actress role and my name is ruined!"


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’.

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