Kyle and Otis had arrived on a Friday, so they spent the weekend indoors doing nothing in particular. Otis had warmed up to his grandmother, and now called out to her and spoke using the few words he knew.

     "You're up. Is your grandma awake?" Kyle asked as he spotted his three-year-old wander into the kitchen in pajamas.

     "No, nana's sleeping," he muttered in a low voice heading for the long sofa before climbing on top of it and cuddling up with the duvet that had been forgotten in the living room the night before. The young boy had begun to sleep in his grandmother's room while Kyle stayed alone in the attic room that was his when he was a kid. Otis didn't say anything after that, he just stared at the cartoons playing from a DVD on the old tele.

     Kyle didn't mind that Otis had moved to stick close to his grandmother. It was how it was supposed to be. She was the one who knew how to bath him properly and cook meals. She was also able to entertain his childish curiosity and play, a fit that only frustrated Kyle. He knew how to talk to adults, and to an extent, almost adults, but he didn't know how to talk to children at all. He didn't know any blokes like himself who could, so he tried not to beat himself up about it.

     Otis was an on the whim child. Kyle had gotten married to the woman of his dreams, and following the pattern often expected of married couples, they decided to have a child together. Kyle hadn't realized he little he knew his own child until Anastasia left and he couldn't afford preschool and babysitting services. His son was a stranger in many ways, but he was still his son none the less, and Kyle would put in an effort to ease their relationship since the boy's mother had just up and left.

     "Do you know you're going to school today?" Kyle asked, looking from the cup of coffee he was making to his son that was still transfixed by the television.

     "School?" he said, looking over at Kyle. "But we're on holiday," the little boy said with wide eyes.

     Kyle stopped himself from rolling his eyes. Otis' diction annoyed Kyle a bit, and he wasn't sure if it was because he still felt a bit conscious about his own rural accent that never really went away, or if it was because the British accent just sounded so out of place. It hinted at the preppy preschool Otis used to go to before, as well as the cartoons Anastasia made him watch.

     "Yes school," Kyle muttered, stirring the contents in his mug the last time before walking to join Otis on the sofa. It was around seven in the morning, and Kyle had to drop Otis off at the preschool before ten. He had gone to see the place with his mother when he had accompanied her to the grocery store, she maintained. They had filled the registration form after taking a look around.

     "I'll meet Ms. Tess?" Otis asked, and Kyle shook his head, using his free hand to pat Otis' head. The young boy seemed shocked by the reaction and closed his eyes as well as tense up.

     "No, you're going to a new school," Kyle said, watching Otis' eyes for a reaction.

     "New school?"

     "Yes."

      "Oh, okay," Otis muttered as his eyes moved back to the T.V. the gist of new schools and teachers losing his attention.

      Kyle's mother got up soon after and went about giving Otis a bath and making him breakfast. Kyle waited in the living room, prepared to take Otis to school on his first day. His plans after that were simple. He'd work around the house and fix things his mother couldn't get about calling a repairman for before he took a look at his old man's mechanic workshop so that he could draw up a plan to bring it back to life. He also had plans of visiting his father's grave, but that could wait until later into his stay.

     Kyle remembered working with his father after school and through the weekend. He was expecting to be overwhelmed by nostalgia and sadness when about decluttering it. The old man had meant a lot to him, and it stung to know that he couldn't be with him through his last days of extreme pain. He also wasn't able to make it to his funeral—the way he couldn't make it to anything for the past five years.

     "Be safe, have a nice first day." Were Kyle's mother's parting words as Kyle drove out into the road. Otis waved at his grandmother from the back seat in his carrier chair before pressing his hands and face against the car window as his father drove on. There wasn't much to see. Newfront wasn't urban or suburbia, and it was mostly empty planes of land for the most part.

     There were more farm animals than people.

     There were a lot of cows and a lot of horses.

     Kyle used to like bothering the horses as a kid.

     They got closer to the main town hub when started to drive by buildings in shorter intervals. Kyle drove his range rover past the 'busy' streets of the town. Some people stared at the car with confusion, and other people seemed to know who he was since they waved. Kyle tried not to look at anyone, and he kept his eyes on the road until he made it to the building that housed the local preschool.

      The preschool shared a building with daycare and the town's post office. An odd combination. Kyle remembered the old post office. The building had been explained as well as having two floors added to it. The preschool was on the top floor. It had looked a bit sketchy to Kyle, but Kyle's mother assured him it was a good place for Otis.

     "Come on, let's go," Kyle said when he turned the car off and opened the doors. He went to the back to pick Otis up from his seat as well as picking up his day back. He shut the backseat door before pressing the lock on his car keys.

     At first, Kyle wasn't sure where to go, but he spotted a woman with a child that looked just about Otis' age walking into the building. He followed with Otis, climbing up the stairs behind her until they got the top floor. A lady was at the door talking to women as their kids slipped past through them and into the preschool. Kyle stood behind the women with Otis' bag in one hand and the other holding on to his son's left hand.

     No one seemed to notice him until the person at the door—who Kyle assumed was one the two teachers his mother talked about—looked past the ladies she was talking to and locked eyes with him.

     "Oh, you're the new dad!" she said, making the two women with dark brown hair turn to look at him as well.

     Kyle didn't say anything, but he nodding, moving closer since the ladies parted for him.

     "Sorry for ignoring you. I didn't notice you were there," the preschool teacher said before turning her green eyes to Otis.

     "Otis?" she said before grinning at the young boy, and like was with strangers, Otis just stayed quiet and stared at the floor.

     "He's shy," she said, looking back up at Kyle, her shoulder-length black hair bouncing a bit with the motion.

     "Yes, he is," Kyle confirmed, squeezing Otis' hand a bit.

     The teacher didn't seem fazed by that though, she just kept smiling. "He'll open up soon. I'm thinking you should go in with him and talk to Chaska. Maybe he'll be less shy if you stick around for a few minutes," she said, and Kyle nodded, assuming this Chaska person was the other teacher. He shouldn't be hard to spot in the sea of short kids.

     "Oh, and by the way I'm Gabbie," the woman said, making Kyle stop at the door. Gabbie reached out her hand for a handshake, and Kyle let go of Otis' hand to give it to her before letting go. The woman almost immediately looked away, focusing her attention on the other set of parents that had arrived. Kyle never remembered there being so many children when he was younger. Maybe the unrecognizable farms he saw on his way belonged to families with young children that had moved in not too long ago.

     "Come on," he told his son before grabbing on to his hand and pulling him into the preschool with him. The room they walked into was drowned in color and contrasted with the hallway that had red brick walls and gloomy brown paint.

     Kyle looked around for the only adult he assumed would be in the room and his eyes landed on a sturdy figure that was at the far end of the room looking through papers.

     Kyle raised a brow at the man, confused as to why a person that looked like they could pass for a college gym rat was doing in a room filled with noisy children. Putting the doubt at the back of his mind, Kyle approached him with Otis and stopped to the left of him.

     Now standing closer, Kyle noticed that the man had oddly not looked up at them like someone would do when approached. He kept staring at the papers in his hands as if no one was there. The man had tan skin and a toned body. Kyle could tell enough from his out of place clothes that made him look like he was dressed for a morning jog.

     "Excuse me," Kyle said, losing his patience.

     "Excuse me," he repeated when the man didn't look up. Kyle nibbled on his lower lip, feeling an urge to reach out and tug the teacher's man bun, but he didn't. The man, who was probably a few meters taller than his 5'11 was still ignoring him. His dark eyes were still fixed on the paper in his hands. Kyle thought he had finally been noticed when the man dropped a paper, but he had only done that to bend over to scribble on its side.

     "Excuse me," Kyle said again, this time reaching out to touch the man's arm. The man reacted this time, turning sharply and giving Kyle and Otis a wide-eyed stare.

     He looked genuinely surprised.

     "Gabbie said that we should talk to you. Otis is new." As Kyle said those words he watched as the man cocked his head to the side to face him with his right ear.

     Was he deaf—partially?

     "Okay," the young man said. His voice rang clear and a little loud. It was similar to the voice you'd associate with someone with a lot of confidence, but that didn't look like what was at play here. The man avoided eye contact and didn't look like he was asserting authority. Kyle guessed that a better explanation would be that he was projecting his voice not only for other people to hear but for himself to hear as well.

     "You must be Otis," he went on to say, squatting so that he was on the same level with Kyle's son. Kyle wasn't sure whether he should be insulted about the man just going ahead to speak with his son instead of him first, but the direct interaction seemed to corner Otis into talking, and that was a mighty fit.

     "Should I just drop his bag and heads out?" Kyle asked, showing that he was still there, watching the two that had drifted on to a discussion about the class pet hamster and what coloring books they were going to be using in class. Kyle wasn't sure how other adults could be genuinely interested in a discussion like this, but he'd watched teachers, his mother—women in general just seem to fall in line with children. Maybe it was an archaic way to think, but Kyle just felt like it was something of a woman's nature. But here, a man was right in front of him, doing everything he couldn't do and had blamed on him not naturally being cut off for it because of his gender.

     "Drop them at the cupboards at the end. You can leave now, I think Otis will like it here," the man said, looking at Kyle briefly before turning to smile at Otis who smiled back. He looked excited. His new teacher must have promised him a lot.

     "Will do," Kyle said, waving bye at his son after dropping off his bag. He left through the exit but didn't head down the stairs immediately. Debbie was still at the door, but she was alone, so Kyle thought it wouldn't harm to ask her a question.

     "Is Chaska deaf?" Kyle asked before Debbie could ask him how things went.

     "Yes, fully on the left, partially on the right," she explained, tapping her left and right ears. It looked like it was a situation she was used to explaining.

     "Oh."

     "Don't worry about it, he's great at reading lips," she said, giving Kyle a little smile. She must have assumed he was worried about how that would play out with the children.

     "He's great with kids. Otis is talking to him, and Otis barely talks to strangers," Kyle said, wanting to tell Gabbie, but without directly telling her, that he wasn't worried about Chaska with the kids.

     Debbie's smile went from forced to genuine and he nodded in agreement. "Yes, he's wonderful with kids!"

     "Have a safe trip now." Kyle heard her voice say as he turned away and started heading down the stairs.

     Even when Kyle got home and started emptying out his father's shed, he still couldn't get the interaction between Chaska and his son out of his head. Chaska was a man, and Kyle was a man. What made Chaska better with kids than him?

     With a sigh, Kyle wheeled out the last spare tire in the workshop. He was started to think he had run out of excuses for being a shitty parent.

A collection of Ten Gay Romance Novels.

Volume One: Like Sugar.

Jared Abitol is ugly, past his prime and desperate for love. 

But when you look like Jared love isn't easy to find. Jared might not have the looks, but he has the money, so giving up on love and settling for the next best thing is all he can do.

With the help of a colleague, Jared Abitbol reaches an agreement with Darnell Miller. Jared pays his college fees and rent, while Darnell puts up with shitty sex with an older man.

Sounds simple enough, doesn't it?

It's not.

Volume Two: May-December

After filing his company for bankruptcy, Kyle's wife leaves him and his three-year-old son. Now a forty-two-year-old divorcee with no parenting skills or money, Kyle decides to move back to the small home town he grew up in. 

He should have lost all hope in love and romance, but there's something about Chaska, his son's preschool teacher, that just makes him feel like a college student in love again.

Upcoming Volumes:
- Acceptance.
- Why I Love Him
- Learning to Love
- Aristocrat
- Kissing Wounds

The three children working on the Lego castle heard some thuds and other loud noises coming from downstairs but nobody was crying so they ignored it.
"This has to be the worst babysitter we've ever had," Violet sighed as she put together a turret.
"Probably," her twin agreed. "I hope Aunt Jen and Uncle Cameron come back soon."
They all turned toward the digital clock in the room. It was only 9:02 PM and the party wasn't supposed to be over until 10. It would be a while yet.
"I hope Mom and Dad don't run into Grandma and Grandpa Hale," she said worriedly.
Violet had been thinking about this a lot since she found out the party was to celebrate Hale Investments' 100th anniversary. The company had their last name on it so it had obviously been in the family for a long time.
Dad never talked about his parents but she deduced they were alive somewhere because Grandma Hall was dead and Mom talked about her all the time. She obviously missed her mother. Dad didn't seem to miss his parents at all.
She had wondered why for the longest time until she overheard a couple of her teachers gossiping in third grade. They had been whispering about how she was one of the secret children from a big scandal eight years earlier.
Apparently, her dad took over the company by force to kick his father out because he didn't approve of her mom and wanted him to marry someone else. After hearing that it all clicked into place. That scary man her dad argued with the day he took her to work back in preschool must have been her grandfather.
Not that Violet cared. She had no desire to see someone who disrespected her mother or didn't approve of her or her brothers' existence.
Noah tilted his head in confusion. "Why wouldn't you want that?"
"We've never met them," Kaleb explained. "My dad hates them."
"Only because they hate us and Mom," she added quickly.
She didn't want Noah thinking her dad was simply being petty. He had definitely made the right choice. Violet loved her family and couldn't imagine it being any different than it was. Her parents were perfect together; anyone who couldn't see that was an idiot.
"How could anyone hate you?"
Violet smiled at the earnestness in her friend's voice. He seemed genuinely offended on their behalf.
"I think it's because Mom isn't rich," Kaleb said with a shrug. "I've heard people talk about Dad before. Apparently he was a pretty big deal before we were born."
"He's still a pretty big deal, dummy. Don't you know he was the youngest Fortune 500 CEO ever?"
He frowned. "No. How do you even know that?"
"Don't you remember when Dad had to give that interview for a business magazine? They gave him a copy and I happened to read it. Dad is super smart; he's practically a legend in the business world," Violet said proudly.
She thought it was pretty cool her dad had accomplished so much, especially since he did it for the sake of their mom. Apparently he had always been a mushy romantic. Just looking at the way he acted around his wife and children you would never suspect he was such a big shot.
Kaleb raised an eyebrow at her. "You read something from a grownups magazine when you were like six? Why am I not surprised."
Violet stuck her tongue out at him. Her brother was always teasing her for how much she loved to read. She would read anything she could get her hands on, okay?
Fiction, nonfiction…it didn't matter. Books were how she survived being alone at school. Sometimes she sat with her brother and his friends at lunch but they were so noisy. She typically preferred spending her lunchtime in the library since fourth graders and second graders had different lunchtimes and she couldn't hang out with Noah.
She had actually run out of interesting books to read at the elementary school's library so her mother started taking her to the public library every week to get more challenging reading material. Violet always kept one or two of those books in her backpack so she wouldn't get bored.
"I think it's cool that you read so much," Noah said absentmindedly as he focused on building the Lego dragon.  "You get your homework done faster than anybody because of how fast you can read. I'm jealous."
This was true. Violet and Kaleb had roughly the same amount of homework even though they had different teachers and she always finished hers in one fourth of the time that it took him. He had complained about it more than once because she got to go play while he was still working at the kitchen table under his mother's watchful eye.
She shrugged. "You say that but kids call me a freak for finishing workbooks in class so quickly. Sometimes my teachers think I'm cheating on tests too. I'm not though; I'm just fast."
"Well that's dumb. They shouldn't give you a hard time for being smarter than them," Noah said as if it should be completely obvious. 
That's exactly what she thought, even if she wouldn't admit it aloud. Her mom always told her it wasn't polite to brag when she said things like that.
"People don't like what they can't do themselves," Kaleb said gruffly. "That's on them, Vi, not you."
Violet felt an overwhelming surge of affection for her brother. Normally he wasn't so great with words but she definitely felt his fierce love for her from those words, even if they weren't conventional. She leaned over to kiss his cheek.
"Thanks, Kal," she said with a bright smile.
Kaleb turned red. "Don't do that; it's embarrassing!"
She couldn't see what the big deal was. Cheek kisses happened all the time in their family. He didn't seem to mind when Mom did it. Then again, she normally only did it at home. Noah was watching.
He didn't seem happy about it either. A sulky expression made its way onto his face. "Where's my kiss? I said basically the same thing he did!"
"You're not my brother," Violet said as she rolled her eyes.
It was completely obvious. Mom said you weren't supposed to kiss people outside your family until you got older, advising her to save it for someone she was in love with. She couldn't even imagine something that far off.
Noah grumbled but didn't have an adequate response for that so they went back to building the castle in silence.


Keeley, a simple plain Jane, hits the jackpot.  [No, she did not win the lottery!]  At least that's what she thinks when she marries the most eligible bachelor in New York City: Aaron, a wealthy cold-hearted heartthrob and Tycoon. 

She wants to show the world that she deserves her position and bends over  backward to fit into his world.

One beautiful day, Aaron hands her a document asking her to sign.  A divorce paper...

"She's pregnant, and I need to take responsibility."

That is the last thing that keeps on playing in her mind before she takes her last breath.

Keeley dies, a 'hit and run'. [End of story.  Not!]

For some unexplainable reason, she wakes up as her younger self.  A young high school girl, around the time when she first meets her cheating husband.

Remembering her life with Aaron before she died, she makes a promise to herself that she will do everything in her power to avoid him at all costs.

Will she be able to keep her promise when Aaron has his own plans as well, specifically for her?  Or will she repeat history and fall for him once more...

Why not journey with me and find out the truth behind their story.

Niannian had no choice but to nod.
Lin Che only smiled and left after seeing her little guy head inside.
At the preschool.
All the little children welcomed Yunyun happily while she sat there.
After all, a new friend came halfway. Furthermore, this friend was so cute and pretty.
She was so fair and clean like a porcelain doll.
Everyone looked at her and asked, "What is your name?"
"Are you also three?"
"Who are your parents?"
In large preschools like this, children seemed to know the importance of who their parents were. These thoughts were probably instilled by their parents or the teachers here.
Yunyun looked at everyone, dazed. She obediently said, "My name is Yunyun."
"What Yunyun?"
"Right, which family is Yunyun? There are so many people called Yunyun. My nanny's child is also called Yunyun." 
Yunyun was so scared she did not know what to do. She stared at the front and said, "I am… Mu Yunyun."
"What Mu Yunyun? Are you from the Mu family?"
At this moment.
"Go away." Gu Shinian instantly went to stand at the back.
Niannian's development was slower, so he was not as tall as the rest. However, the petite boy emitted a strong aura. Everyone seemed to have detected some anger from the little face that usually showed no emotion, so a few of them quickly jumped down from above.
Yunyun quickly launched herself at Gu Shinian once she saw her.
She happily called, "Brother Niannian, you are here."
Gu Shinian walked over, silently sitting next to Yunyun.
Yunyun hugged Gu Shinian's elbows and said, "Brother Niannian, mommy said I can play with you every day from now on." 
"Hm."
"That's great! I thought I would go back to Seattle."
"You are not going back anymore." He said, patting her little head.
Gu Shinian also raised his head and told the preschool teacher, "Teacher, she is sitting with me from now onwards."
"…"
The teacher looked blankly, doubtfully thinking, This tone… it was not a question but an order! 
She was ordered by a little kid…
But most importantly, she compromised immediately in her heart. 
First of all, it must have been because his expression was too natural and firm. Second, it was definitely because she knew her family was different from the others. 
The teacher thought while wanting to cry, Why was this troublesome little kid in her class?
The other children did not dare to bother Gu Shinian. He gave a scary first impression. Someone knew that he came to school with a luxurious car and a bodyguard, so they naturally thought he was a powerful person. They all wanted to be friends with Gu Shinian, but he did not like to talk. These few days, they slowly started treating him as the boss of the class, so basically, everyone would read his facial expressions. 
Great, the new little girl knew him…
Although they were curious about the pretty little girl, they could only stay away.
—
At night, when Mu Feiran came to fetch Yunyun, she seemed very happy.
Mu Feiran smiled and looked at Gu Shinian. "It must be because of Niannian that she is so happy. Thank you Niannian!"
Gu Shinian looked up and said, "No problem. Who asked me to be the first one to know her?"
After going back at night, Mu Feiran heard from Yunyun that brother Niannian was very powerful at the preschool. He even protected her. Mu Feiran immediately called Lin Che to praise Niannian, saying how Niannian was very great.
Upon hearing that, Lin Che looked at Niannian who was at the side. She thought, There was no trouble recently. It seemed to be the right choice to send Niannian to preschool.
Gu Jingze came back and saw Lin Che happily smiling. He walked over and asked, "Did something good happened? Why are you smiling like that?"
Lin Che said, "Nothing much. It's just that Niannian did a great job at the preschool. I am very glad he is finally not causing trouble outside."
Niannian was still at the side listening. He raised his head and asked, "Mommy, shouldn't I received some reward for my good performance?" 
Lin Che said, "Is verbal commendation not enough?"
Niannian said, "Do you have any sincerity…"
Lin Che said in a flabbergasted tone, "Then… okay, let me think about what I can reward you."
Niannian looked up with an incredulous expression. But at least it is not just verbal commendation…
Lin Che's expression brightened. She ecstatically snapped her fingers and said, "I have not brought you to an amusement park before. Why not I reward you to a day at an amusement park with me?!"
"…"
Lin Che thought, Wasn't an amusement park like a child's heaven? However, she had always thought previously that her child was too young. Even if she brought him there it would not be fun, so she never brought him there. Now that he was already at preschool and sensible, it should be okay to bring him there. 
She thought about wearing cute little hats to the amusement park. She could not help but look forward to letting him wear the cute accessories the amusement park especially prepared for children. That must be very pretty.
Niannian was never really obedient since he was young. She had not seen a cute look on him.
Lin Che clapped her hands. "Okay, we have decided to go to the amusement park. How about that, Niannian? You must be happy, right? It's your first time to an amusement park."
Niannian raised his head. "Can I refuse?"
Lin Che's face stiffened. "No."
"Can I not want the reward anymore?"
"Now, you must want it."
Actually, he just wanted some money…
Lin Che looked at Gu Jingze. "You are quite free now, right?" 
Gu Jingze took one look. This was obviously just a mother-and-son discussion about going to the amusement park. How come he was brought up?
Gu Jingze asked, "What has that got to do with me?"
Lin Che said, "Of course, you have to go too. It would only be interesting if the whole family of three goes. Think about it: sitting on the carousel, exploring the maze, going to the haunted house, going… Ah, anyways it would only be fun if all three of us go. Actually, the more the merrier, but we have not been there as a family, so let's go there as a family this time." 
As Lin Che spoke, she could not stop looking forward to going there.
Gu Shinian straightened his face, his expression downcast. "Daddy…" 
Gu Jingze could only shrug. In their family, Lin Che called the shots.
Gu Shinian felt even more speechless. "Excessive Yin causing Yang deficiency…"
When Lin Che was overly excited by herself, she saw the two looking downcast. She looked down at them, hands at her hips as she asked, "What do you two mean by that?" 
Was she the only one who found going to the amusement park interesting?
Gu Shinian said, "What we meant was… as long as you are happy."
Lin Che pouted, looking at her husband and son. "Huh, no emotions, I think I should have had a girl like Yunyun. Wherever I bring her to, she would be sensible and obedient, and especially good at showing support." 
Gu Jingze's eyes lit up. He sneakily shifted to her side. "This I can help you with."
Seeing how he seriously spoke about this in front of the children…
Lin Che looked back and rolled her eyes.


Wealthy, powerful and handsome; Gu Jingze is the cream of the crop in the entire country. Every guy wants to be him and every girl wants to be with him. His life is perfect... except that he has one tiny secret that keeps him from getting close to any woman—apparent impotency.

That is, until he wakes up in bed with a total stranger one day. The next thing he knows, he is forced to marry this stranger; a feisty and boisterous woman by the name of Lin Che. 

Lin Che is an average girl whose only aim is to become a successful actress. Ostracized by her family and forced to become independent, she cooks up a scheme to attain her goal. But her plan fails and she ends up marrying this cold and seemingly heartless Gu Jingze. Not only that, she must now find her place in high society, where jealous women and devious plots lay abound - all while juggling her new career.  

Two strangers under one roof: From the outset, they agree to stay out of each other’s lives, but he somehow always manages to appear during her moments of crisis. Slowly and unwittingly, Lin Che begins to find it difficult to imagine a future without him. Will their relationship grow, or is their marriage destined to remain just a contract?

"Director Chen, why didn't you tell me you were coming?!"
Charlie saw the party of people enter and immediately stood up, warmly greeting the chubby person walking in the front.
"Bro! I'm in a rush!"
Chen Da Ming wanted to cry. "If you don't find a voice actor, our producer is going to find their own company. Bro, it took me a lot to give this job to you, I'm under so much pressure, you can't screw me over like this!"
"Ai ya!"
Charlie tapped his brain and smiled. "If you want to blame someone, blame me! I've already found the proper actor and wanted to tell you about it yesterday. Only, something happened yesterday and I forgot about it. I was going to call you later, but I didn't think you'd come so soon."
Chen Da Ming didn't care for Charlie's justifications, and asked, "Did you really? Then can I get a demo today? We have to figure this out before the producer finds their own voiceover company!"
Chen Da Ming really was in a rush. He was the assistant director for his animation, "Forest exploration", and naturally hoped everything went smoothly after receiving the prestigious task of finding a dubbing company. But Charlie had been dragging the order, up to the point where the production team had stated they were going to find their own dubbing team. Chen Da Ming had no choice but to make a run personally.
Post-production dubbing was a big job for an animation. It had taken him so much work to get the job of finding a company, how could he let it go to someone else?
Although this "Forest exploration" is a preschool cartoon or an animation that was suitable for preschool students, the production level and budget were both very high.
And there were people among the crew that had already begun discussing broadcasting rights before it was even complete. The incentives in this animation were much more lucrative than one could imagine.
"Yes, of course. I've already received several demos, and I'm only missing a few that should arrive within the next hour." Charlie laughed as he spoke, "Director Chen, don't worry, even if you didn't come, I would have sent you the demos anyways. Since you thought of me and was willing to give me this commission, I have to do a good job after all, don't I!
"Really?" Chen Da Ming was still anxious.
"One hundred percent."
Charlie gestured for Meng Fan to wait a minute and headed out of the studio with Chen Da Ming towards the living room. Once arriving, he asked someone to bring in the tea and to take out all the demos he'd been collecting. "How about this, director Chen, you and the others listen to the demos, I have a job on hand and should be done in an hour at most. Once it's done and all the other demos have arrived, we can talk. How does that sound?"
"Okay."
After receiving the demos, Chen Da Ming let out a sigh of relief.
"Li, take good care of director Chen."
Charlie instructed, before returning to the recording studio. He rubbed his hands and explained this animation, "Forest Exploration" to Meng Fan. "I really am missing a few demos for some minor characters, and all-male too. You know it's easy to find female dubbers for animations, and all roles can be replaced by a woman's voice if possible too. It's too hard to find suitable male voices. I originally found you to test out one of the roles, but just now, I discovered you can demo the rest too."
If Meng Fan hadn't been present, he really had to find a few more people, for Charlie really wanted to earn this commission as well.
Afterward, Charlie explained a bit more regarding the popularity of preschool animations evidently because he was worried Meng Fan would feel prejudiced towards dubbing for a kid's movie.
To be honest, the market for preschool animations was much larger than a lot of other animation genres. For example, the most recent animations from this year. Regardless if you rank by highest popularity or most-watched, there were bound to be several preschool animations among the ranks. Like "Peppa Pig", and "Paw Patrol"...
Meng Fan interrupted him, "Director, I can try them all."
As a student in animation, Meng Fan, of course, knew the influence preschool animations had on the market. In terms of economic benefits for animation, they were much more profitable than teen animations and even adult animations. The peripherals alone weren't even comparable to other age groups.
Of course, this didn't really affect Meng Fan. To him, as long as it was a role, he was willing to dub it.
One, he really loved the process. Two, he wanted to complete his task.
"Okay, then I'll explain this film and help you dissect the roles you're going to play."
"This "Forest exploration" is an animation that personifies animals and plants. It mainly tells the story of a group of small animals exploring the forest. The core of the film is about family and friendship and encouraging children to experience life. The other core we can take from the film is teaching children about the forest, including educating them on some common knowledge regarding several animals and plants."
"The main roles for this animation include..."
"There are a few roles you have to demo for. Although none of them are lead characters, they are still very important. There are five: Grandpa Pine, Professor Duck, Uncle Elephant, Uncle Crocodile, and Principal Tortoise. There are still some more suitable characters in the follow up that don't currently require a demo sample. You only need to record demos for these five important supporting roles."
"Grandpa Pine's specialities are..."
After analyzing all five roles, he instructed Meng Fan to look over the script. The story was simple. Every episode was a short story, and each episode was very short; about 5-6 minutes.
Five or six minutes was just right for a preschooler's attention span, as many preschool animations were this length.
"Then let's go ahead?"
"No problem."
Meng Fan once again entered the recording room in a happy mood.
The first demo was of Grandpa Pine. Meng Fan looked for his tone. Grandpa Pine had an elderly temper, and loved to shake his body to rustle leaves and prank others—Meng Fan couldn't understand as for how he could sustain losing so many leaves—and although he was an old jester, he was very wise. Many characters will go to him for advice when they were upset.
He passed in two tries.
The second role was Professor Duck. This was the most important role out of all five characters, and a character that appeared every second episode. Since it was a duck, Meng fan tried to flatten his voice. But Charlie didn't agree, telling him he didn't have to force an adult's impression of a duck. This dub was meant for children, so a teacher's voice had to be warm, and must have had a touch of certainty to convince the children.
This was the original role Charlie had prepared for Meng fan.
This time, it took four tries before they could continue.
Since this was an important role, its voice demo was a key player in securing this commission.
The three remaining demos all passed with flying colors in two or three tries.
Looking at the time, only 40 minutes had gone by! Most of the time had been spent understanding this animation and the characters. How efficient!
Charlie thought for a moment, then spoke, "Why don't you try narrating?"
Originally, the narrations were supposed to be completed by Charlie himself, and he'd already prepared a demo as well. But thinking about it, Meng Fan felt more suitable, and they had the extra time, too.


To reward Meng Fan for his bravery before his heroic death, the cosmos rewarded him with a 'system', sending him back in time to three months ago, alive.

Though Astraea ran ahead, she patiently waited for her parents at the entrance, and not wandering about like a child in a fun new place.

There were some minor administrative matters that her parents had to do but it didn't take too long, with Astraea waiting patiently while observing her surroundings.

When she had walked the halls of the school, she could tell that it was quite large and had a lot of students, and it also felt very high class despite the colorful and childish decorations.

She had known about this preschool previously as Kyris had talked about it and Tirana had recently started talking about it too as she had been enrolled a few months ago when she turned three.

She had gathered that the preschool they attended was one exclusively for the rich and high class, as they talked about things she would have never thought they would do or have at a preschool. It wasn't just preschool either as it was also a kindergarten as Kyris had told her that he had started attending it a few months before he turned five.

The things they taught in this worlds preschool seemed a little too advanced for kids their age but it made sense when she recalled their intelligence and maturity that could surpass many kids in her previous world, she didn't know if it was also due to their genes as the rich tend to have better genes from having better healthcare, or if the general talent and intelligence in this world on average is higher than the previous world due to the advances in technology and healthcare.

After her parents had completed the administrative matters, they walked her to her new classroom while reminding her of the things they had been repeated since earlier this morning.

"Remember to be nice to everyone, and listen to your teacher when they're talking alright?" Her dad Aereon told Astraea for the thousandth time.

"I'm always nice to everyone! And I never forget your lessons..." Astraea replied with a slight pout.

"Remember to share the toys when you play, and if someone is mean to you, don't be mean to them and instead go and tell your teacher alright?" Paela added on, making Astraea groan.

"I always share when playing with Kyris and Tirana... and I'm the one who makes them make up when they fight..." Astraea was a little annoyed that her parents had to tell her these things that should only be said to an ordinary toddler, especially since her parents already knew she was far from an ordinary child.

Her parents looked at each other as they heard her reply and felt a bit guilty when they realized that she was right and that she never needed these reminders in the first place, nor did they have to make an effort at trying to ingrain it into Astraea since earlier this morning.

"Sorry sweetie, your mommy and I just got a little nervous on your behalf, since it's your first day and all and that the kids in your class will all be older than you," Aereon spoke with an apologetic tone.

"It's funny, isn't it? That your parents are nervous when you're all excited to learn and make new friends. Were you ever nervous?" Paela asked her daughter.

"Never! Like you said I get to make new friends and learn new things! The house is also getting boring to play in, and now I get a whole school to play in!" Astraea explained, she truly meant all of those things as getting more people to recognize her cuteness was always a plus and a proper curriculum made by professional educators will always be better than what her parents could teach her.

She figured it didn't matter too much as most of what she'll be taught would be useless anyway since preschool and kindergarten are mostly about building morals, language, and social skills, as well as other miscellaneous things.

The most useful thing she could learn would be magic, as her knowledge about it was still quite abysmal.

Her parents saw her off at her classroom door, not needing to be gently led in while holding hands like a lot of nervous kids would do.

When her parents turned the corner and out of her sight, she gave three strong knocks to the door and immediately regretted it as now her hand hurt. 


"Can I come in?~" She said loudly, to make sure that it could be heard on the inside of the classroom.

Not long after, a gentle male voice spoke out, with a slight tone of confusion. 

"Oh, Uhm... you can come in!"

With the permission to enter the room, Astraea stood infront of the door, and it automatically opened once the security function had recognized her as a student.

She casually walked inside without a care in the world and took a look at her new classroom.
At first glance, it would look like any typical preschool classroom with colorful designs, short tables and chairs and shelves filled with toys. Upon looking closer, one would be able to see the quality of the objects of the room and the room itself that could easily surpass the quality of objects normal people possessed.
One would be able to buy a decent house just by selling all the objects in the room.
Having taken a good look at the room, she turned her attention at the occupants who were currently staring at her.
There were ten toddlers all sat on cushions on the floor who were all looking at her with innocent curiosity, all wondering who the new student was.
They all had varying features and hair colors that could only be found in fantastical worlds such as this one, as it was like looking at a rainbow of hair.
There were six boys and four girls as she could tell, having to guess from their clothes and hair length instead of their physical features as they all looked quite androgynous. There were no uniforms that students had to wear so everyone had their own clothing.
Another thing they had in common was their stunning looks that could rival her own cuteness.
It was no doubt thanks to their superior genes that they had acquired from their parents. She knew that their looks were way above the average child in this world as she had seen a lot of kids around her age for the past year while playing at the park and knew that this was the effect of coming from a family of high standing.
"Oh! And who might you be little miss? A new student?" The gentle voice from before spoke out, causing Astraea to turn her attention to the source
The source of the voice came from a kind-looking man that had youthful features that made him look like a teen, a handsomely cute one at that.
He had neat brown hair and lidded black eyes that gave him a sort of ordinary sleepy look. Despite looking like a teen, Astraea knew he was far from one guessed he was in his early twenties like her parents.
He was currently sat on the ground on a cushion in front of the ten toddlers he had been previously teaching.
"Yes! I'm a new student, nice to meet you!" Astraea waved her hand to him and her new classmates, with one of her signature smiles.
Though he was the one to ask the question, he was still surprised that it was true as it was a bit unbelievable.
When he had heard someone knocking on the door, he had assumed it was the parents of his new student, expecting an adult voice to call out. 
He was caught off guard when a cute voice spoke instead and became confused when a toddler that looked less than two years old entered the room without any adults.
Though Astraea was a proper two-year-old, she was smaller than toddlers her age and people would normally assume that Astraea was younger than she actually was.
Having enrolled in preschool at two years old along with looking younger than she actually was, the young man couldn't help but become shocked at the clarity that Astraea spoke with, along with the social skills she had just displayed.
Despite sporting thoughts of having a child prodigy in his class, he didn't let it overcome his responsibility as a teacher and had asked Astraea an important question.
"It's nice to meet you too, before you introduce yourself, could you tell me where your parents are?
He asked this as asides from accompanying their child to soothe their uneasiness, parents entered the classroom with their children in order to speak with their teacher.
Though it was not a necessity or a rule that required parents to see their child's teacher on the first day, it was only natural they would want to meet the person who would influence their child's growth in the early stage of their life.
They would want to gauge the teacher's personality and experience as well as telling them details and personal needs related to their children so that the teacher would be able to better care for their child.
It was an important requirement that preschool and kindergarten teachers were able to care for the personal needs of individual children, especially the children of the rich and influential.

"They went home!" She answered him, the smile on her face unchanging. 

"Oh...Since that's the case, how about you introduce yourself?" The young teacher asked her, deciding to speak to her parents when they picked her up.

"Okay!" With that, Astraea walked up beside her teacher and faced her new classmates. 

"My name is Astraea, I turned two not long ago!" Astraea introduced herself with a charmingly cute smile that could make your heart skip a beat. 

"Let's welcome Astraea as a class, follow after me. Hello, Astraea!" Her teacher addressed the curious toddlers, making them enthusiastically great their new classmate.
"Hello, Astraea!"
"Good job! I hope you'll be able to makes friends with the whole class. You can call me Mr. Aiden, I'm your teacher"
"How about you place your bag with the rest and get a cushion to join the lesson? We're learning about animals!" Her teacher gestured to the book he holding, which was currently on a page about a familiar yet totally alien animal.
"Okay!" Astraea placed her bag in a cubbyhole and got Valkyrie out from the small pouch at the side, grabbing a cushion from a corner of the room, and placed it next to someone familiar, plopping herself onto the cushion and sitting beside them.
"Hi, Tirana!" Astraea quietly greeted her three-year-old friend, who had their eyes shining and mouth in a wide smile the moment she saw Astraea enter the room.
"Hi, Astraea! We're classmates! We can play together a lot more now!" Tirana replied excitedly.
"Mhm! Let's play a lot!"
After greeting each other, they started to pay attention to the lesson, it was worthwile to listen as Astraea was able to learn about animals she'd never heard of before native to this world, though it wasn't completely new to her as some animals she knew existed here.
Every single student in the room was quietly paying attention to the interesting lesson, except a certain student in the back who was staring into the space infront of him with a shocked look on his face.
He had turned shocked shortly after Astraea entered the room and had been unable to recover since then, still staring at the cause of his shock.
In his vision, unseen by anyone else, was a floating rectangular screen similar to the holigraphic screen of a holowatch.
On the screen was something that looked similar to the status screen that characters had in RPGs, his eyes unmoving from a certain part of the screen.

Cute Skills : - Rank:
Cute Body Manipulation : Self - A+
Natural Cuteness - A+
Cute Charm - A+

MC: So I can choose anything within my allocated points and imagination?

???: Yes, from Almighty Systems to Evolving Weaponry, to Dominating Cultivation Techniques, anything you desire. 

MC: Then, make me the cutest! The cutest in the Omniverse!

???: ...

"Hope Preschool… Hope Preschool… Hope Preschool…" Heero kept muttering as he held a flyer. He was looking for Hope Preschool as he really decided to be a preschool teacher.

There were many factors Heero decided to take this job. There was no need for a complicated requirement or certificate things. There was no need for him to master the weird technologies. Moreover, he also fond of children.

For now, this was the most suitable job for him in this foreign world. Though the flyer looked unconvincing, Heero still wanted to give a try. As for the pay, Heero was still not clear about the currencies in this world.

However, for a school in the outermost city, the pay of 800 WD was not big or even maybe below average. The district at the outermost city was the worst, but it still did not reach a slum level yet. The building was still decent, but it was still far worse compared to the inner city.

Heero however did not mind staying and working here. Even though the air was bad and sometimes he would smell a weird smell, this was not the worst place in his opinion. In Dramonia, there were still many places that were worse than here.

Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap!

Heero stopped at a colorful building. This place stood out compared to the other buildings. There were garden and playground, though the garden was really something. It almost could not be called a garden, Barren Land was maybe the right choice to describe the garden. On top of the entrance, there were two words made of steel, Hope Preschool.

Hope Preschool was easy to find as it near the North gate of Star City. Most people who lived in the North was speaking in Chinese. There would be no problem to communicate with the people here.

Heero opened the gate and entered Hope Preschool. Right in the front of the building, there was a fat middle-aged man sleeping. He was sleeping on the bench with his head looked up to the ceiling.

"Excuse me!"

Heero tried to wake the fat-middle aged man in Chinese. But the fat middle-aged did not even budge, he slept soundly.

"Tsk!"

Knowing the fat middle-aged man would not wake up no matter how many times he called, Heero got his head closer to the fat middle-aged man's neck. Afterward, he blew the fat middle-aged man's neck.

"Eyaahhh!" The fat middle-aged jolted awake as he rubbed his cold neck. Yes, the blow was not an ordinary blow, Heero used his Ki and made the blow chilly which instantly woke the fat middle-aged man.

"Uuh!! What is it? What is it just now?" The fat middle-aged man tried to look at the source of chilly wind. He felt the chilly wind was unusual. However, he could only find a young man right before him, a good looking young man.

The fat middle-aged man immediately got up which caused the excess fat on his belly dancing up and down.

"Oh, hello, I am the security of Hope Preschool, Pan Liang. Do you want to pick your… sister?" Fatty Liang greeted Heero politely. As the young man looked like in his twenty, Fatty Liang was not sure if the young man would have a daughter in his age. That was why he said if the young man wanted to pick his little sister.

Moreover, he also did not recognize this young man. He was familiar with the child's parents, but this was the first time Fatty Liang met this young man.

"Oh, no! I am not picking up my sister!" Heero waved his hand to Fatty Liang as he found Fatty Liang misunderstood him.

"I am here for this!" Then, Heero showed a flyer.

Fatty Liang got closer to the flyer. And then, he realized he misunderstood the young man. The young man came here for the job. After that, Fatty Liang scanned Heero from the top to bottom. Before he was polite, now he turned suspicious.

Meanwhile, Heero was used to this. Yes, the clothes on him were totally different from the people in this city. The clothes he wore attracted many people before, they had the same gaze as Fatty Liang, suspicion and curiosity.

"You are from outside?" Fatty Liang started his job as security. Heero was really looked suspicious with his attire. Moreover, recently, there were many cases of kidnapping and the target was the children.

"Yes, I am from outside and I am here looking for a job!" Heero replied.

"Oh, My name is Xing Heero!" Heero introduced himself to the fatty.

Fatty Liang frowned, "What a weird name!"

In the end, Fatty Liang could not make the decision for the school. Even though Heero looked suspicious, but somehow, the vibe Heero gave him was kind and amiable. However, as veteran security, Fatty Liang could not let his guard down.

"Wait here! I will call the teacher!" Fatty Liang still could not trust Heero.

Heero also aware, but he could do nothing. If he tried to prove he was a good person or the like. It would only make Fatty Liang even more suspicious. There was no good person admitted himself or herself was a good person openly, it would only make the others suspicious.

Fatty Liang entered the school and Heero took a seat on the bench as he waited for Fatty Liang.

It did not take a long time before Fatty Liang coming back. There was a middle-aged woman followed him. Heero could not guess her age based on her appearance. This was another thing confused Heero.

If this was Dramonia, this middle-aged woman supposed to be in the sixties to the eighties. But on Earth, eighty years old woman was the same as a granny in 120 years old on Dramonia.

It could be said, the people on Earth were short-lived compared to the people on Dramonia.

"Oyaah!" The middle-aged woman surprised upon seeing Heero. Heero was so young and also handsome. She just could not believe a young man like Heero was looking for a job in the outermost city.

"Are you sure you want to be a teacher here?" The middle-aged woman asked.

Heero could feel the difference between the middle-aged woman's gaze and the people he often met on the street. The middle-aged woman's gaze did not contain curiosity or suspicion, but she genuinely surprised. Though Heero did not know why she was so surprised.

"Yes, I am sure!" Heero answered enthusiastically. This was his first job, he was so excited.

"Good, you look healthy and cheerful. You have a good prospect as a preschool teacher."

The middle-aged woman voiced something unrelated to the job. Healthy and cheerful, Heero wondered if these things related to his job as a teacher. Though he thought so, Heero did not show it on his face. Instead, he nodded his head enthusiastically.

"Good! It's decided, you are accepted to work here as a teacher. You can start working tomorrow!" The middle-aged woman tapped Heero's shoulder enthusiastically.

Heero himself did not know why the middle-aged woman accepted him just like this. But he did not care, he got a job, a normal job he wanted. Heero's face was beaming with joy and hugged the middle-aged woman.

"Thank you, Aunty!"

"Hehe, good spirit, good spirit!" The middle-aged woman tapped Heero's back.

"But don't call me Aunty, you can call me Teacher Lin. Come here before 7 am, don't be late on your first day!" The middle-aged woman reminded.

"Good, Teacher Lin! I will not late, I promise!"

Heero nodded his head and head out of the Hope Preschool.

Meanwhile, Fatty Liang had unbelievable look on his face. He did not expect for Teacher Lin to accept Xing Heero, the suspicious person just like that. He thought with the help of Teacher Lin, a woman with a long experience could help him to dig a bit of information about the young man.

If Heero became unbelievably happy, Fatty Liang was unbelievably worried.

"Teacher Lin, are you not suspicious about that young man? How can you accept him just like that?" Fatty Liang questioned Teacher Lin.

He was the only security here. If there was an accident that happened in the school, he would hold the main responsibility as the main and the only security here.

"Tch, tch, tch!" Teacher Lin shook her head in disappointment as her response toward Fatty Liang, "Fatty Liang, you still need to learn more for me!"

"How come a young man with an aura like that is a bad person? There are really many things you should learn from me, Fatty Liang!"

Teacher Lin tapped Fatty Liang's left shoulder two times and entered the building, leaving speechless Fatty Liang at the entrance.

"Aura? What aura? It's fucking bullish*t aura again!" Fatty Liang cussed.

"Look like I have to work harder tomorrow, I have to keep on watch that young man!" Fatty Liang sighed as he thought his peaceful job as security would come to an end soon.

Whoosh!

"Fatty, I am going home!"

Then there was a little girl bypassed him. The little girl was running, wearing a plain blue shirt and blue skirt, and has her hair tied into twin-tail. Fatty Liang recognized the little girl, she was his friend's daughter.

"Oi! Don't run or you will be tripped…" Despite the shout from him, the little girl kept running and giggling.

"Also, you should call me Uncle Liang…" Fatty Liang added frustratedly.

…

Meanwhile, Heero who was so happy as he got an appropriate job standing still not far from the Hope Preschool. He was in deep thought.

Earlier, he was so excited as he got his first job and just left the school without much thought. But he remembered Teacher Lin said to come before 7 am. However, Heero did not know what did 7 am meant.

"Should I go back and ask Teacher Lin?" 

Bugh!

At the same time, Heero heard something fell right beside him. And then, it accompanied with a child cry.

"Waaaahhh…!"

Heero saw there was a little girl wearing blue clothes and a red backpack fell right beside him.

Heero immediately picked the little girl from the ground and asked, "Are you okay?"

He asked a stupid question. He also realized the question was stupid, a little girl fell and cried, of course, she was not okay and he still asked like that.

"Hurt… hurt…" The little girl was crying as she pointed toward her knee. The left knee was bruised and the right knee was bleeding.

Heero subconsciously moved his hand to the little girl's right knee. He wanted to use his Ki to stop the bleeding and lessen the pain. However, his hand stopped his hand in the midair. After further thought, he took out a box made of bamboo from his clothes.

He opened the box and there were many golden round pills inside the box. He took one and gave it to the little girl.

"Here you are, eat this. This is sweets and if you eat this, the pain will go away!" Heero offered the golden pill with a gentle smile.

The little girl stopped crying and her teary eyes shone as she looked at the golden pill.

"Can I really take it? But my father said don't accept anything from a stranger! Big Brother, I can't take it!"

To Heero's surprise, the little girl refused the golden pill. He could see the little girl really wanted to take the golden pill.

"It's okay, it's just sweet! Also, this sweet can make the pain go away, lho~"

"Really!?" The little girl still hesitated.

Heero nodded his head with a gentle smile.

In the end, the little girl took the golden pill. She really could not refuse the temptation of the sweet aroma from the golden pill. She put the golden pill in her mouth and her pained face turned into happiness.

"It's really sweets~," The little girl thought happily.

Of course, it was just not a normal sweet. It was medicine for kids. The golden color outer pill was honey.

"Where do you live? I will deliver your home!" As Heero was afraid the little girl would fall again, he decided to deliver her home.

"My home is not far, there!" The little girl pointed her finger to a district which was not far from their location.

Heero took the little girl's hand and walked toward the district the little girl pointed out. The little girl had her guard down as she enjoyed the sweet in her mouth and followed Heero.

The district was not far, it only took a while before they entered the district. Apparently, the little girl's house was in the middle district. When both almost reached the middle district, Heero heard a ruckus ahead of him.

He saw there were five men surrounding a woman. The five men seemed to be threatening the woman as they tried to drag the woman with them. There were also many people watched this incident, but no one tried to help the surrounded woman. They just watched the event unfolded like that from the sideline.

This is a work of fiction. Any names, characters, stories or events, are fictitious!

~~~~~~~~~~~~

At the most unfortunate day which also the luckiest day for Xing Heero, his village was attacked by a specter. He lost family, his childhood sweetheart, he lost everything. However, on the same day, the strongest man called Saint picked him up as his disciple.

After years of training under the strongest man, Saint. To fulfill his Grandfather's dream to be a Great Hero, Heero started his career as a Hero. Heero was determined to kill specter and would not let any child experienced the same experience as him.

However, maybe he had used all his luck to get the strongest man as his Master. Somehow, all of his achievement was stolen by the other heroes. The unfortunate event kept happening to Heero which led all of his achievement being robbed by the other Heroes.

In the last of his unfortunate event, he tried to kill God Specter, but it only ended him up sealed in Eternal Ice. The last moment before Heero lost consciousness, he vowed he would retire as Hero.

"Father! Mother! I will be obedient! I will stop to be Hero and continue our family line, please release me from this Eternal Ice!"

The Green Sect Enterprise Investment Committee was in essence a foundation. Although it hadn't been long since it was set up, it had already helped many new small and medium enterprises by acting as a bridge to connect them with newly established light force sects and recommending investment opportunities as well as analyzing the market, thereby creating a win-win result in the short term.
It should be noted that these angel investors were all small and medium enterprises, as the large financial groups wouldn't use an intermediary.
Enterprises nowadays all paid particular attention to compound interest and wanted to see huge windfalls in the short term. As long as the background capital chain was strong enough, this would greatly alleviate uncertainties about the future.
Thus, it was extremely favorable for some small and medium enterprises to invest in new sects. They would invest in one or two sects with more potential at the development stage and take control of a certain number of shares. If this sect expanded in the future, the returns would be extremely considerable.
Grenade-Throwing Senior had learned a little about the investment committee previously. If the sect could attract the attention of these bosses, pulling in one or two billion as investment capital would actually be very easy. Some affluent enterprises could even invest several billion in a sect's initial start-up… but this money was all in HNY!
This was the first time Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and Odd Zhuo had heard of an enterprise directly investing with immortal gold.
After conversion to HNY, this investment was worth a full four billion.
Did this boss have a mine at home?
"A billion immortal gold, this person absolutely owns a mine." Cailian Zhenren and the others were also stunned by this number.
"I think we should be more cautious about this."
Dog Two folded its arms and wagged its tail.
"What Brother Dog says makes sense." Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal nodded.
Although Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had anticipated that the sect's framework would definitely attract genuinely interested investors, a billion immortal gold was really too exaggerated and felt a little like deliberate bait.
"Is there any related information on this company?" Grenade-Throwing Senior asked Odd Zhuo.
After returning from the remains, he had asked Odd Zhuo to help take charge of matters to do with the enterprise investment committee. Given Odd Zhuo's position in the General Administration of 100 Schools, it was easy for him to make inquiries with his colleague in the other department, otherwise this process would have taken longer.
"All the companies are thoroughly audited before the Green Sect Enterprise Investment Committee settle on them. The full name of this enterprise is Tusheng Technology, which has branches in and outside the country. Its main business is to foster interest in children cultivation."
"Children cultivation?"
This was a pretty novel concept to many of them, since none of them had kids.
But the fact of the matter was that children cultivation wasn't a new area.
"Children cultivation has been an up-and-coming industry in the last few decades. It has branched out into various areas and is aimed at fostering children's interest in cultivation when they're very young and unearthing their cultivation potential. Tusheng Technology has made significant contributions in the field of psychological coaching and in helping preschool children build their foundations," Odd Zhuo said.
There naturally wasn't much that needed to be said regarding psychological coaching: through a one-on-one or whole class psychological coaching course, the aim was to subtly guide children who weren't overly interested in cultivation toward becoming more keen. Scientific data showed that even if a child wasn't very gifted in cultivation, a strong passion for cultivation at an early age would benefit them hugely later in life.
As for helping preschool children build their foundations, this was Tusheng Technology's other signature industry. It was mainly to help preschool children build a solid foundation before they reached the Foundation Establishment stage, and to prevent the occurrence of unstable foundations. An unstable realm foundation would cause a person to be stuck at a bottleneck for a long time when breaking through from level nine Qi Condensation stage to the Foundation Establishment stage; their realms could even regress after they advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage.
Tusheng Technology targeted this field in particular, and had developed various products and related courses to help lay a firm foundation, which won widespread approval from parents.
Odd Zhuo said, "Tusheng Technology made use of its achievements in these two fields to set up branches at home and abroad. They were financed through multiple rounds of angel investments by other firms, and finally managed to become a listed company in Huaxiu nation. This is a genuine state enterprise. It's only that it's a fairly young company, so it isn't yet as well-known as Huaguo Water Curtain Group. However, looking at the growth of its annual profits, it will definitely become a Fortune 500 corporation two years from now at the very latest, on par with Huaguo Water Curtain Group."
"So it looks like this Tusheng Technology is pretty reliable?" Listening to Odd Zhuo's description of Tusheng Technology, each and every one of them had glazed expressions.
"It's a certified company, so there shouldn't be any problems. However, the amount they want to invest is indeed a bit unusual." Odd Zhuo lowered his head as he mused.
This company had all the qualifications, and furthermore had obtained outstanding achievements in the field, yet Odd Zhuo had a bad feeling for some reason.
With an angel investment of a billion immortal gold, Tusheng Technology would hold roughly seventy to eighty percent of the shares of the General Office of Strategic Deception.
While Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's start-up capital wasn't small, it was far from a billion immortal gold.
With a billion immortal gold, he could set up seven or eight sects… 
"Anyway, I think we need to be cautious; what do all of you think?" asked Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal.
"I couldn't agree more."
Cailian Zhenren nodded. "An investment is admittedly a good thing, but sometimes it carries risk. We and the other party are still pretty much strangers at this point. Even if they are interested in our sect, putting in such a huge amount at one go really doesn't seem right."
"To be a little cautious is a good thing." Dharmaraja also nodded.
"Alright! Brother Zhuo, we'll have to trouble you to contact your colleague to arrange a time with this investor to take a look at the site we've selected for the sect," Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal said after thinking for a while before turning to look at Odd Zhuo.
No matter what, it wouldn't be proper to directly reject the other party now that they had shown up in all "sincerity" with this investment.
Tusheng Technology could be considered a large company, that for some reason was suddenly inspired to invest in a new sect, which was very fishy. Whatever the case was, however, they should still meet the relevant person-in-charge before anything else.
At the very least, they had to learn the other party's intention.
"When?" asked Odd Zhuo.
"Let's make it tomorrow morning," said Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal.
The reason why he had set it for tomorrow was because he wanted to call Wang Ling over to check the situation out together.


As a cultivation genius who has achieved a new realm every two years since he was a year old, Wang Ling is a near-invincible existence with prowess far beyond his control. But now that he’s sixteen, he faces his greatest battle yet - Senior High School. With one challenge after another popping up, his plans for a low-key high school life seem further and further away...
Wang Ling: I just want to eat my crispy noodle snacks in peace...
Father Wang: If you're careless enough to destroy the country, it’s coming out of your pocket money. 
Wang Ling: It’s not my fault that the backlash from punching me kills you.
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When Mika ran away from Skyler, she didn't have any idea where she was going. She just wanted to get away from the mean kid who hurt her feelings. She didn't have cooties! She's healthy and didn't have germs to pass onto him. Skyler was such a meanie!

Mika hid behind the tall bushes on the other side of the playground and cried silently. She didn't want anyone to see her crying, or else they would make fun of her just like Skyler did earlier. She really thought he was her friend. 

A tap on her shoulder made her squeal, and she jumped up from where she was hiding. A boy, who was also her classmate, was standing and smiling creepily at her. 

"Would you like to play with me?" the boy asked. 

"Yes!" Mika replied and clapped her hands excitedly. 

Her tears were forgotten as she stood up. Finally, someone who wanted to play with her. Forget about that mean Skyler. 

The little boy brought her to the jungle gym and suddenly her smile disappeared once again. Mika was afraid of heights!

"I'm scared," she said to the boy. 

He grabbed her hand and pulled her to the jungle gym.

"Don't worry. You won't fall. I will catch you," the little boy assured her.

"O-okay," Mika agreed unwillingly. 

----

Their new teacher checked on her students. She then saw Mika and one of the boys playing in the jungle gym. She thought Mika was in Skyler's circle of friends so she was surprised to see her playing with another kid. Oh, well kids could easily change their minds so she shrugged and continued with her work.

Skyler was very upset after Mika left. He didn't understand why she got mad at him. He sat on the swing she sat on earlier and kicked his little legs on the ground. 

Meanwhile…

"Look! Look! I made it!" Mika squealed with her body hanging on the bar of the jungle gym. 

The boy grinned back at her and gave her a thumbs-up. For someone who claimed that she was afraid of heights, she really did a good job of getting up high in there. Now the question was… how was she supposed to get down from that bar?

When Jiro arrived he saw Skyler sulking on the swing.

"Sky? Where's Mika?" he asked before looking around, trying to see where the pigtail girl was. 

"She got mad and ran. I don't know where she is," Skyler replied. 

"Why did she get mad?" Jiro was surprised. While he knew Skyler preferred to be alone, he wasn't a mean kid. 

Before Skyler could answer him, they heard a cry from the other side of the playground. He and Jiro turned and scanned the location where they heard the familiar voice until they spotted a boy and the girl they were looking for. She was hanging on a high bar almost five feet high from the ground.

"Sky! Help me!" Mika yelled when her eyes spotted Skyler from a distance.

Skyler's gray eyes widened when he saw her and quickly ran towards their classroom to find their teacher and seek help. 

"Teacher Ashlee! Teacher! Please help Mika!" Skyler called. 

"What's wrong?"

"Mika will fall! Please, help her!" Skyler pulled her hand and tried to drag her outside.

Skyler's fearful and trembling reaction disturbed their young teacher. She swiftly put down the books she was arranging earlier and followed the little boy outside. 

"Help! Please help!" Mika cried. Some of their classmates crowded around her but couldn't do anything to help her. "I can't hang on much longer." 

Mika's tears were already falling. She could feel the painful sensation on her arms, and it was hard for her to hold herself any longer. Soon, she felt herself falling as her arms gave up. 

She braced herself from the impact surely waiting for her when she hit the ground. She also heard her classmates scream when she lost her hold to the bar. Her mommy would surely get upset and would be frightened when she heard what happened. 

Just as she fell, two long arms reached for her, catching her midair before they crashed on solid ground. Their teacher saved her in time, using her own body to protect Mika from getting hurt. Skyler and Teacher Ashlee arrived on time to see Mika falling. 

"Are you hurt?" Their teacher's face looked paler than usual. She was really scared that Mika might have hurt herself. Her long brunette hair that was tightly tied in a low ponytail looked disheveled. 

Mika tilted her head up and saw her teacher lying beneath her. 

"Teacher Ash," Mika wailed. She felt bad that her teacher got hurt because of her. "I'm sorry. Mika is so sorry." 

"Shh… don't cry. It's okay. I'm okay," she cooed the crying girl. Her hand was wiping her tears away from Mika's flushed face. 

Teacher Ashlee was so relieved that the girl was unharmed. Damn, this first day of her teaching surely was an unforgettable one. She didn't dare to think about what could happen to her if Mika was hurt during her supervision. 

"Promise me you will never climb on the jungle gym again," she said to Mika.

"Yes, Teacher Ash. I won't climb on that bar again." Mika sniffled. 

----

After that exhausting event on the playground, Teacher Ashlee recalled and did her best to line up the children for their nap time. Some of them were already tired and sweaty from the outdoor activities so she had to help them clean up and let them wash their faces with water. 

"Teacher! Teacher! I need to pee!"

"Teacher! Can I use the potty?" 

"Teacher! I need help!"

Who said being a preschool teacher was easy? It was enough to drain her energy with all of those strenuous activities that the children decided on their playtime. Finally, after almost spending half an hour assisting the children, they made it back to their classroom. 

Another teaching assistant helped her place down the cushioned mats for the children to use. Her students were too excited; they started to get their favorite blankets and toys for their nap time. 

Skyler and Jiro took their favorite blankets from their backpacks and went to their usual place for naps. Jiro laid on Skyler's right side and started whispering about what they did last weekend. 

They were silently laughing while the other children laid down on their mats. Their talk was disturbed when Mika stood near them with her eyes still red from all the crying she had done earlier. 

"Can I sleep here?" she silently asked Skyler. 

Jiro answered for Skyler instead. 

"But the girl's side is on the right," Jiro said before yawning and getting back to his mat, and he covered himself with his comfy red blankie.

"Okay," Mika lowered her head and was about to leave when she remembered something.

"Sky?" she called out. She remembered being rude to Skyler when she called him a meanie.

Skyler sat up on his mat and stared at her.

"Yes?" he asked. His tiny brows knitted.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you," she mumbled, "and thank you for helping me earlier."

Skyler nodded, but he also felt the need to apologize for what he said earlier.

"It's okay. I'm sorry, too. My mommy will be mad if she found out I made you cry," Skyler said before lying down on his mat again. 

"Okay," Mika furrowed her eyebrows, turning her head to the side and wondering what Sky meant. Then, she gave up and shrugged her shoulders before leaving Skyler and Jiro alone and went to find a mat where she could take her nap. As soon as her head hit her pillow, she immediately fell into a deep slumber with a thumb in her mouth.

----

"Alright, children. Let's review what we learned earlier," Teacher Ashlee started. She had alphabet flashcards on her hands. "When I call your name, I will give you a letter. Try to name something that starts with that letter, okay?"

"Yes, Teacher!" they said in unison.

As the lesson started, the children tried to fight for their new teacher's attention once again. Each one of them has answered the correct word for what they were asked to name. 

"Jiro, 'I' stands for?" Teacher Ashlee asked.

"Uhm…" Jiro scrunched up his nose before his eyes widened when he thought of his favorite snack.

"Ice cream!" he said with a laugh. Teacher Ashlee smiled at him kindly.

"Okay…"

Their lesson continued until all the children were called.

-----

"When will Auntie Ririna and Uncle Eli be coming back?" Jiro asked Skyler while they waited for Yuna to pick up Skyler. Jiro would be staying with them for a while since his mother was busy with her job hunting. 

"I don't know, but Mommy said it may take a while," Skyler replied with a sad face. He was really missing his mommy. Maybe he could ask his Mama Yuna to call his mommy for him later. 

When Mika's mother arrived earlier than expected, Skyler and Jiro noticed that Mika somewhat resembled her mother. 

"Her mommy is pretty too like your mom, Sky," Jiro said. 

"Hi, baby. Have you made new friends today?" Her mommy asked Mika.

"Mommy! Yes, I made new friends." Mika said before waving to Sky and Jiro who looked at each other. What? They were her friends now?

Mika's mother looked nervous as she looked around suspiciously before picking up her daughter, balancing up on her hip.

"Ready to go, baby?"

"Okay! Bye, Sky! Bye, Jiro! See you tomorrow!" 

Mika giggled and wrapped her little arms around her mother as they walked away from their classroom. When they left, Skyler remembered where he saw Mika's mommy before. It was in a showbiz magazine Auntie Ginny was reading last week.

[Status: On Hiatus until Editor-san finishes the manuscripts. Chapters are revised until Ch130. Ch131-189 editing on works.]

"Sometimes love needs a second chance, because it wasn't ready the first time."

Five years ago, she suddenly showed up on her grandfather's doorstep, asking for help to get out of the country as soon as possible. She needed to get away from her lover, taking with her their unborn child. She had enough of him, constantly breaking her fragile heart --- for the sake of protecting their child from the underworld, Ririna had to say goodbye to her unrequited love. 

Eli was a worldly man, as a future heir to the underworld empire and CEO of multi-corporations, there's nothing that he couldn't have when he wanted it. For him, there's nothing more exciting and satisfying than watching his company dominating the stock exchange and making more money. His mind made up during his childhood that he would never follow his father's steps, not be brought down on his knees by a woman, or so he thought, not until Ririna left him! His woman disappeared, taking his heart with her... 

Now, she's back!!! She wants to delve deeper into the accidental death of her mother. 

This is the chance Eli has been waiting for, this time she can't get away from him anymore. Threats and dangers are still lurking around them. Their enemies are seeking after them with lethal schemes. In this game of life and death, raising a child is not ideal. He must eliminate them all first before starting a family with Ririna, but the child he never knew he had is seeking him regardless. Is his child going to be his weakness or his strength? 

Story set in a fictional unnamed country.

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Mei's P.O.V.

*One Year Later*

Colorado was as beautiful as I could have ever hoped it would be. Everywhere you looked you could see crisp blue skies and powdered covered mountain tops. Upon arrival I was greeted by the Alpha, Quinn. First impressions of him were great, he was absolutely handsome with his large frame and chiseled jawline, but I wasn't interested in any werewolf man that wasn't my mate. Instead we treated each other as if we were siblings, which just meant I had another protective brother to watch out for me now.

It didn't take me long to settle down really, I opened up a bookstore in the human town called Breckenridge and asked permission from Alpha Quinn if I could live off pack land in a house on the edge of a mountain. What can I say I enjoyed my privacy? I had also hired a young woman a few years younger than me to help run the store. Her and I soon became best friends. Her name was Jewels, and man was she a fire cracker! She was originally from Houston Texas, and had beautiful emerald green eyes and bright red hair that matched her fiery personality! The only thing I Knew was missing was a family, I hadn't quite gotten over Caiden and I was beginning to think that at age twenty five, I wasn't going to find my mate anytime soon, but Elijah took my mind away from all of that. 

It had been three months into my stay and I was visiting the pack house to register my information with the beta so I could officially transfer to Quinn's pack. That same moment I had pulled into the driveway they were moving rogue prisoners that had murdered a few of the packs women and children just for pure sport, turns out that one of the rogues were Chinese and only spoke in broken English. 

When she saw me she quickly grabbed onto my wrist before being pushed onto a bus and begged that I save her son who was only but four years old. It was the craziest notion I had ever heard but as soon as I looked down into those big brown round eyes I couldn't help but feel an instant connection. He looked as frail as I had felt on the inside but as far as I knew the only thing we had in common was our nationality, however for some reason he just felt like he was mine. 

So I ran inside and grabbed Quinn begging to adopt the little boy, it was either that or deported to another over filled orphanage in China. Of course he was hesitant because he worried that the boy would grow to turn on us for revenge but I assured him that he would realize I could provide him a better life. Quinn being a huge softie towards me of course gave in and Elijah came home with me that day. It took Elijah a while to settle but I never pushed him knowing if I were in his shoes, neglected and starved, I would be walled in too, I guess my walls were for different reasons. 

Four months zipped by and I was finally able to get him out of his shell enough to attend pre-k. I gave him his own room  fully decorated exactly how he wanted, and slowly, we developed our own simple routine. We would wake up and have breakfast together; I would help him pick out his clothes and do the little things with him like helping him brush his teeth, then we would drive into town and he happily ran off to his preschool eager to see his friends. Right after we say out goodbyes I go straight to the bookstore where Jewels was normally there with fresh hot coffee. Her and I usually spent most of the day reading books at the front counter and talking about the main protagonist of each story. Elijah was walked to the bookstore by one of the teachers on her way home and we would close up after he finished doing his work book activities. Life was just perfect!

***

Shortly after, I met Hunter closing up the shop late one evening. The streets were empty and the snow had started to really come down hard that night. I was lucky that he was passing by while out on patrol and saw me shoveling the snow away from my car. He kindly offered me a ride home and after that we would bump into each other often, sometimes on purpose. 

Hunter was the devilishly handsome local sheriff of our town and of course everyone's golden boy. He had short dark hair that made his mostly orange and green speckled eyes shine bright and a body that was nicely built for his job. The only problem was Elijah and I were werewolf's and he was a human. Jewels knew about us because she moved here with her brother who had a mate in our pack. So if I perused this relationship with Hunter I would have to tell him the truth. Once he found out he would be sworn into secrecy.

It however, only took him two weeks to muster the courage to ask me out on a date even though I could smell his attraction towards me way before that... if you know what I mean... Me, I just couldn't help but to fall in love with his charming demeanor. We would face hurdles I'm sure because I would age way slower than him, I could find my mate, or he could hate the idea of me being a wolf. 

I had time, or so I thought, which brings me to the next biggest thing that has ever happened to me in my life.

Hunter's P.O.V.

*Flashback of Their Meeting*

I was patrolling around town late during a snowstorm knowing that there was no one else remotely around. I had perfectly planned this moment so that I could approach the beautiful woman who had taken my heart at first sight. I had seen her one afternoon walking around with Mayor Quinn and assumed that they were dating, but after doing some asking around people told me that they were family friends. 

My god she was beautiful; her hair look so soft and shiny and her skin so fair with not a mark to scar it, her lips were tinted like a pink rose. He had seen some beauties that lived up on the mountain where Quinn and his peculiar large family kept to themselves, but never had he laid eyes on someone like her. And from that moment on he had decided that's all that would be on his mind, Mei. 

It was simple keeping track of her too really; she worked at her own shop every day after she took her son to daycare. Days off were null, but on the weekends her boy would hang out in the shop playing with the train set and reading the various children books while she and her friend joked and laughed the day away. All in all everything seemed pretty calm on the surface, he had secretly fallen way to deep for this one, and he was absolutely determined to have her, no matter what.

"Hey miss! I was doing my rounds around the town square and I noticed you were trying to dig out your car from the snow, would you like me to just take you home? I could also give you a ride back into town in the morning" I try to muster the warmest voice I could but I was so damn nervous I couldn't think straight.

"I would love that, but there are actually two of us." She shoots me a smile and I feel weak in the knees. "Of course miss that would be no problem, I'll even turn on the lights too." I kneel down to the little boys' level and hold out my hand, "The name is Hunter, what is your name?" I ask trying to make him feel more comfortable with me.

"E-Elijah sir," he replies in a hushed tone peering at my hand but too scared to take it. "Sorry, he is a little shy with new people at first. He had a hard life but we are doing much better now. Isn't that right little pup?"  She ruffled his hair and he gave her a wide grin. "Yes mama," he replied and gave her leg a squeeze. I smiled at the nickname she had for him, these two were the cutest pair and he couldn't help but to fantasize about coming home to her round with one of his children reading books on the floor in their living room, but he quickly shook the thought from his head.

"Well, I guess we should get going then so we don't freeze to death out here in the storm!"  I turned to open the back door for them both and they quickly climbed in for warmth. The car ride to her house though was the moment he officially decided that no matter the obstacle he would face it to have her be his and only his. 

****

*Five Months Later*

"Will.... Will you marry me?"  I gazed up lovingly into her chocolate eyes that had so many emotions swirling around.  I couldn't wait any longer; we had been dating steadily for a little less than five months. It may have seemed quick to the outside eye but when you're in love none of those rational thoughts matter. Besides I was twenty eight and she was twenty five, I couldn't wait to settle down and start a family and I just knew she was the perfect woman for me.

I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't realize that she had answered me. "Hunter?"  She said snapping me out of it, "hmm?"  I responded a little dazed. "Did you hear what I said you big oaf?" she gave me one of those beautiful smiles. I shook my head lazily in response, and she huffed pretending to be frustrated. "I said yes Hunter. Yes I will marry you!" She tackled me to the ground which was covered in snow.  I wanted to take her hiking on one of the mountains nearby, I figured proposing on the peak of a mountain with snow was romantic? I don't know I wasn't good at grand gestures.

 I roll over on top of her pinning her arms above her head. "You're mine forever now," I hummed out in a satisfied reply not missing her core gently grinding up against me as she struggled to be set free. God the things I was waiting to do with her body. 

"Alright, alright Hunter, you win! Now kiss me you big oaf!" I chuckled at the nickname she calls me and gently press my lips against hers. I have dreamed of this moment for months now and it had finally happened. No one could take her from me. Not even her dirt-bag of an ex she was with for years could take her from me... god help any fool that tries.

Author's Note:

Thank you again for taking the time to give this a read!!! There are a ton of things already planned for this book. I apologize if it feels like it's going to fast this chapter, however I promise it will come together nicely! ;)

I introduce to you Hunter, the obsessive lover. Also would like to state that obsessions start slow.... So don't underestimate any character or character progression in this book!

-Boogie out! └(^o^ )Ｘ( ^o^)┘

Mei is a beautiful, smart and a capricious woman from the heart of China, her love life was going absolutely nowhere until she meets two other men who capture her heart in different ways. Add in a jealous ex that wants nothing more but to have her back, and you have yourself a romance novel! 

A sheriff, a vampire, and a werewolf walk into a book store.... and no, it is not the beginning of a bad joke!

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