When Fu Jiu lifted her eyebrows, she still had that smile on her face, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking. No matter what, she still remained extraordinarily handsome. 
In fact, this was also the first time Qin Mo had met someone like this young man.
He looked tricky, and he did things without care for rules and regulations.
From a psychological perspective, it was the most difficult to create a profile on this kind of person.
Therefore, it was safest to keep a scourge like this by his side.
"Which one do you want to hear first?" Fu Jiu looked at the ten novels in her hand. She was having a hard time choosing.
Qin Mo finally regained his senses and said in a pleasant, low voice, "Read your favorite first." People said that one's personality could be determined from his or her choice of books.
Qin Mo used to believe in this professional method religiously, but now… because of young man, he started to reevaluate the complexity of human nature as he looked at how this young man usually was. "He" didn't look like someone who loved reading romantic novels, but in fact, "he" was even more stupid than he had expected.
Fu Jiu didn't read this kind of book a lot. She loved detective suspense fiction novels the most, but there were still some leftover memories of these books in her head. She picked one that she thought had a funny writing style; in fact, it was a book about a rich family on campus[1]. 
The Almighty was quite polite this time, and he gave her a hand gesture to continue. With a demon-like elegance, he crossed his legs and lay on his side on her bed. His face was calm and handsome, and his right hand was still clad in a black glove. His fair wrist was exposed, making people feel that such a creature of perfection shouldn't exist in this world.
Fu Jiu had never thought that her bed was small before, but with this man on it… she felt the need to get a new bed… But it was also because this god was so tall and strong.
"This's a novel written with XXX," Fu Jiu coughed lightly, "It's a novel about rich families on campus."
Qin Mo's thin lips twitched, and he somehow exuded a mocking aura, "Domineering School Hunk, Where Are You Running Off To?" 
"Good memory, Brother Mo." Fu Jiu moved closer and blinked her beautiful eyes.
Young Master Qin reached out and lowered the young man's hat. "I asked you to read bedtime stories, not to flirt."
Fu Jiu's smile widened, and she said with her handsome face:, "Here we go: My name is Zhang Meili. I'm just an ordinary everyday girl, until one day, I transferred to a higher college named 'The Best School of the Nation, the World, and the Universe.'My dreamy journey started. That day, I fainted as I was walking through the forest. Someone showed up, and he was really handsome! And his name was 'Ouyang Moneybags'!"
Hearing this, the man couldn't bear it anymore, and his mouth curled up in cold laughter, "Ouyang Moneybags? What kind of name is that?"
"Brother Mo, just wait, there's more," Fu Jiu started to have more fun reading, "So this Ouyang Moneybags was no other than the only son of the owner of 'The Best School of the Nation, the World, and the Universe'! He knows how to build a spaceship, and there are satellites at his place. After he saw me faint, he gave me a pile of gold bricks and let me go get food with them. But kind, cute, and pure as I am, how could I take money from him! Ouyang Moneybags met a girl who rejected his money for the very first time, so he started to follow me around ever since. I even thought I'm chased by so many, so many that they could line up all the way from my classroom to the school gate, but I really couldn't say no to him, so I agreed to be his girlfriend for a couple of days…"
PA!
Qin Mo reached out his hand, pressed shut the book in Fu Jiu's hand, and said sullenly, "Buy food with gold bricks? You sure you can do that?"
"Brother Mo, this is a book about rich families on campus. Anything's possible, anything!" Fu Jiu held in her laughter, and a glowing light seemed to be emerging out from her eyes.
[1] Rich Family Campus Writing: Such writing about people from rich families and their experiences on campus; 


Fu Jiu appears to be a normal lad in high school on the surface. But in fact, she (Yes! She!) is the hacker, Z, a villain-terminator in the online world of an alternate world. Having reincarnated into the body of a woman and being forced to disguise herself as a young man, she reigns over the game world, fights for justice, and puts a spell on all the girls around with her innate charm. However, her flirting comes across as gay to the rich Almighty Qin and his inner circle. Over time, the Almighty Qin falls for him… her. Has he turned gay for him… her? Now, that's confusing!
Keywords: Rebirth, Face-slapping, Online gaming, Pet lover, Hacking, Chocolate-flavored lollipop
Sugary Scene:
Fu Jiu said, "Almighty Qin, do you have a girlfriend?"
Qin Mo lowered his laptop. "No."
Fu Jiu lowered her voice and started flirting carelessly. "You have one now, me."
Upon hearing that, Qin Mo pounced on Fu Jiu domineeringly!
Fu Jiu was stunned. "Wait, what are you doing?"
Qin Mo replied, "Exercising my boyfriend rights."
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If we hit certain milestones, we will release more chapters in a mass release as well as increase the release rate!

In the lobby on the second floor, I met Hearty, saying hello to him, "Wait..." He stopped me. 

"Is there a problem?"

"You just said that your hobby is detective, what does that mean?"

Sure enough, that speech would lead to confusion, and I explained to him.

"Nothing. I am often involved in incidents. So I settle those incidents. That's it. "

Hearty was silent for a while. His next statement was beyond my expectation.

"It's great, it really is, detective! Actually I want to be a suspense writer. So if you are really a detective, please talk to me. "

"A suspense writer. Have you sent your work to any publisher?"

"Yes. But I failed ..."

"Okay, I also have friends that also likes suspense stories, I like them as well."

"That's great. If you don't mind, come and talk in my room."

"I don't mind."

I went to his room.

"Wow, a lot of books."

The bookshelves are full of suspense novels of ancient and modern times, which are spectacular.

I sat down on the chair he advised.

The windows seemed to be open, and the curtains wavered in the wind. The window must  stayed open during the call just now, when I was at the kitchen. 

He took a stack of copy paper from the table and handed it to me. It's a printed novel.

"It's my novel. Can you read it? I want to hear your thoughts."

A dozen sheets of A4 paper are not very heavy, and it seems that they can be read in a short while.

"I'd love to."

"Thank you very much."

He politely lowered his head.

Shortly after started reading, someone knocked on the door. Hearty opened the door, it's Gunars. You can tell that he just took a bath.

Gunars saw me and raised his eyebrows.

"Ah, Ms. Amanda, you two are close already!"

His words sounds suspicious. Feels like he's suspicious of the traitor who forged letters?

"Because Ms. Amanda also seems to like suspense novels, so we are talking about it."

Hearty answered. Gunars smiled:

"That's good. Also, the bath water is hot."

"Ah ... let Gilbert wash first."

"Ok."

After Gunars left the room, Hearty said intently:

"I want to become a suspense novel's writer is a secret kept from the family, so Amanda please keep it a secret."

"I understand."

"My father seems to want me to inherit the company, but Gilbert is more suitable. It doesn't need to be the oldest son. I'm still a student, I want to use it as an excuse to not get into the company too soon."

"Okay."

My eyes returned to the manuscript.

I read them for a while.

"What do you think?"

It's hard to answer. I'm looking for some words who can make someone who wants to be a writer happy, and praise him appropriately, but at the same time, I need to be serious.

"Sure enough, the title and settings are very good and attractive. But I feel slightly that it lacks some skills. However, the last scene was very good. After reading this, it felt like sun after the rain. "

"Lacking of skills? I agree. "

I smiled slightly, his face flushed.

"It's interesting, please continue and stick to your hobbies." I said.

After a while of discussion, I left his room.

Jack, a high school student from Liberty High, had witnessed a rape scene in front of him, the victim was his classmate,  Clarissa. Well, he didn't do anything to help her. Instead, he masturbated while watching the rape scene.
Clarissa suicided. Life goes on.
Jack fell in love with the rich girl, Vivi, they hooked up. BUT! He was arrested because of it!
Let's read this thriller+steamy story to find out more!! 
【Adapted from a story I read when I was in Japan】

The score for the 30th place finished was 270 points, which was the lowest a player could score if they did not want to be knocked out.
However, this score was disappointing for those who were taking a lot of chances. With the lowest standard being 270 points, it was thirty points higher than the passing score. This difference was an impossible obstacle to overcome for the coaches who were content with just a passing score.
Of course, there were some people who were still unwilling to give up, such as Xuexi Zhuang.
There must be more than one player who scored 270 points, and there must be players who scored the same number of points. Maybe 29th and 28th place also got 270 points. If Officer Wang scored 270 points with his extraordinary performance, I stand a chance. Xuexi Zhuang comforted himself, then began to pray for his trainee, Officer Wang, and wished that his performance be better.
On the stage, Political Instructor Zhao continued to read off the names. "29th place, Qi Liu, 270 points; 28th place, Shan Li, 270 points; 27th place, Tao Chen, 270 points…"
Political Instructor Zhao shouted out six names who had all scored 270 points, just as Xuexi Zhuang had expected. However, Officer Wang had not yet been mentioned by Political Instructor Zhao.
"24th place, Xiaowei Song, 275 points." A different score had finally been announced by Political Instructor Zhao. He went on to announce the scores of another three police officers, who had also gotten 275 points.
"20th place, Bin Zhang, 280 points."
"18th place, Baoyu Wang, 285 points."
...
The names were being shouted out one by one. Every announcement of a name triggered an excited look on the face of a coach.
Announcing the names one by one was quite torturous for the coaches. If the scores of all the players had been directly announced on a notice-board, the coaches of the players who had been knocked out (not included in the top thirty) would have been disappointed for a while after reading the announcement, but that's about it; afterwards, they would have gotten over it after coming to terms with the outcome. After all, failure was quite common for coaches.
But because the names were being announced one by one, it gave hope to the coaches, and filled their hearts with expectation. However, defeat after expectations was a harder pill to swallow psychologically.
Especially in the later stages, when there were only a few remaining spots, the atmosphere became more and more stressful; at the same time, the expectations in the hearts of the coaches were growing conversely. Therefore, the closer it got to the end of the announcements, the worse the atmosphere got. The expression of the coaches whose trainees had not yet been called was no longer solemn. Some were already red-faced, about to burst.
Although it was quite torturous, it seemed quite enjoyable for Political Instructor Zhao. Just like an anchorman, he slowed down the announcement and his pace of speech to build suspense.
Political Instructor Zhao was not psychopathic; he was only doing this out of professional habit. Psychological endurance was also a training aspect for the police. A police officer had to face life-threatening risks all the time, so their psychological qualities were quite important. Therefore, Political Instructor Zhao began using the training skills for psychological endurance unknowingly in his announcement, even though he was not aware that he was speaking to a bunch of sports coaches.
As the rankings got closer and closer to the top, the scores of the officers got better and better. There were now very few players who had gotten the same number of points. Among the top-ten players, each score was different. It was almost as if something as small as five points meant getting a place higher.
...
"Say Qingshan Li, come on, say Qingshan Li!" Coach Deng kept muttering silently.
It was time to announce the top three. The scores had reached 305 points. According to Coach Deng's estimation, the score of the officer that had been trained by him should be within this range.
"In 3rd place: Qingshan Li, 310 points," Political Instructor Zhao finally said aloud.
"Whew!" Coach Deng sighed in relief. The score had matched his estimation exactly.
Coach Deng looked at Coach Qiao, who was standing beside him. The name of the officer that had been trained by Coach Qiao had not been said yet.
"Officer Kong, don't let me down!" Coach Qiao also looked every nervous. There were only two places left, which meant only two more chances to place.
"2nd place, Kong Qingjun, 320 points!"
"Yes!" Coach Qiao released a sigh of relief immediately. He felt that this had been even more suspenseful and exciting than the national contests the team he coached had participated in. His chest had been filled with the pleasure of winning in the last minute.
Coach Deng was a little surprised. He had confronted Coach Qiao in the contest many times, with mixed results. But today, Coach Qiao was obviously better than him. The officer that had been trained by Coach Qiao had scored 10 points more than his own trainee.
"The total score for 2nd place is 320 points, which means the average score for each person is 80 points!"
"Awesome. This Coach Qiao is really something. In just ten days, he managed to help his trainee improve the average score of each subject to eighty points. "
"Stop your superfluous words! Coach Qiao is from a coaching family. He began taking part in the National Track and Field Grand Prix by coaching a team independently three years ago. He is the diamond of the Jiangdong Sports Team. He will definitely join the National Team in future. "
Although some people were praising Coach Qiao, a look of joy could not be found on his face.
320 points, yet only 2nd place? Besides Coach Deng, who else could be more capable than me in training? Coach Qiao looked around. There were still over 30 coaches whose trainees had not been called, so Coach Qiao could not figure out which coach had trained the champion.
Maybe the 1st place score is the same as mine, 320 points! Coach Qiao said silently to himself.
...
Only first place had yet to be announced. Among the over thirty coaches whose trainees had not been called, many people were hoping they could be the last one.
With their necks stretched out, and teeth and fists clenched, they were all looking at Political Instructor Zhao with eager eyes. Even the smallest motion of Political Instructor Zhao would put more pressure to them. It was similar to those that played the lottery; even if they knew they probably did not win, they could not help but hope that they had gotten lucky.
Of course, many coaches had already given up completely. The score of 320 points meant that the average score of each subject was eighty points, which was beyond their capabilities. They knew the police officers they had trained would never get such a good score.
Xuexi Zhuang was one of them. He was in a terrible mood, but seeing Dai Li cheered him up.
I was knocked out, but Dai Li was knocked out, too! A sense of relief overcame Xuexi Zhuang.
At that moment, Political Instructor Zhao read out the last name.
"In 1st place: Chong Lin, 400 points!"


How could a poor graduate student without any background or connections become successful? With a coaching system? An upgrade? This is not a computer game, but real life we’re talking about!
 
This will be a fantasy based on reality. Dai Li will fight back against all those who would mock and humiliate him with his astonishing and awe-inspiring training skills. From a nobody he’ll try to become the most illustrious coach in the sports world, so join him in proving to everyone who’s the real master here!

I started to look around the library with observation for skill books or actual books that require manual learning. 



[Magical Cooking - By Hugo Long
The book is made of birch paper with a hard leather back cover:
Atomic Composition:
...] 



[Building Foundations - By Zac Hahn
...]



[...]



Most of the books in the library were, well diverse because, it's a library... 



If I recalled the libraries that exist in real life organize books through the Dewey Decimal System. So how are the books organized in this world? Since obviously fighting books and magic well, should have a different classification right? 



Even if this game did use the Dewey Decimal System, what's the point since I don't even remember the correct order of the books. I started looking around at the books to see if I could get any hints on how the books were organized. 



Although the books are labeled by name and sections, I still have no idea what which section means. It also doesn't help that each section of the library still has a varied selection of books. 



Instead of wasting my time figuring something out, I just walked to section M, since there are huge signs which point to each section. 



The signs are arranged in a circle in the middle is a huge study area with hundreds of desks and chairs surrounded by thousands upon thousands of books. 



I have to say this library is huge, I can't even see the end of section M. 



It would make my search very easy if each lettered section represented how the books were organized. As in, a book starting with M would go into section M.



Well, I don't think life wants me to have it easy since the first book I saw in Section M was Glass making by Kai Doyle. In which nothing in the label corresponded to the letter M. 



Unless?



Glass has 5 letters and his name is 8 letters long, while M is the 13th letter of the alphabet. 



I quickly went to another book to check if my theory is correct. Psychological Manipulation for beginners by Felix Rowland. 



"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6...13, 14, Shit." 



I don't think my theory is correct. 



The question is though, what is the correlation between Psychological Manipulation and Glass Making? 



I picked up another book, 10 Worse Fighting Styles Ever Created by, Matthew Malone. 



???



I'm so confused wtf is the correlation or is the library this messy and none of these books are in the right place. Or, is there some secret organizing system among the people of this world that I have yet to find out about. 



"Welp, back to observing every single book in this library."



"Nope, nope, nope, tf is 100 ways to satisfy women in the bed, maybe just a peek...YEP NOPE NOPE, onwards!" 



This is like finding a needle in a haystack, in the middle of this ocean of books, I'll find a good book that will be helpful. 



The only thing is why was my luck so good in the beginning where I was able to receive a legendary skill and a magic skill. 



Did Margret rig it, or did I use up all my luck?



"Hmmmmm, very sus (plot armor?)" 



In the remaining 8 or so hours in this game, I've yet to find a good book that would help me in the game. 



[Players, the game will be closing for maintenance in 30 seconds, please find a safe spot of log out...]



The same feminine monotone voice that had explained the game to billions of beginners. 



I didn't have to do anything, besides waiting until the game closed, I just kept on using my observation skill. During these 8 hours, my observation had leveled up to level 10. 



[Enhanced Observation - Epic]
Gives Atomic Make-Up of object and description. 
Gives Weaknesses and Strengths of Monsters that have a lower level than the User or Higher level than the User, increases by 1 every level after 5, Currently, user can find monsters details up to 5 levels above the user. 
Level 10/???


Just as I was observing through the library, I had finally caught something interesting. 



[Magic Flow Through the Human Body by, -]



My vision instantly blacked out. 



"Looks like I'm back in real-life." 



I took off the googles and check my clock.



"Exactly 12 hours, not a second more not a second less." 



"At least, I won't oversleep for online schooling anymore, since I'm waking up half an hour before my AM class, Bio and Informatics start." 



The thing that I was most curious about was the new elements that I had learned in-game. Could I transmute them in real life?



In my head, as I was about to transmute something, I noticed a new tab in my head. 



[Elements Learned]
Basic Objects- 9658/???



Foreign Objects- 32/??? 



I mentally clicked on Foreign Objects, as the basic elements are most likely objects made up of different elements found on Earth. 



Foreign Objects:
Black Eleven Steel 
Holy Mithril
Eleven Wood
Ice Troll Hide
Black Pressed Stone
...


Most of the Foreign Objects had minimal use and would not help me very much besides the Black Eleven Steel, Holy Mithril, and Eleven Wood. That I had found out about from the Katana and the Beginners Armor.



However, the question is, how can I get the stats of the Katana from in-game?  



I quickly transmuted the Katana from in-game into real life, using a few hundred pounds of gold that I had transmuted in my free time. This would make it so when I'm transmuting large or dense objects, I wouldn't accidentally kill myself by creating a vacuum.  



I've also learned to always keep my window open. 



As soon as I mentally sent the signal my hand glowed purple and the hundreds of pounds of gold disappeared and my room which was filled with air is completely devoid of air. 



I felt my skin start to burn due to the human body being put into a vacuum. My insides were also freezing and I felt the blood flowing through my body begin to backtrack. 



Although the process of transmuting only took roughly 5 seconds, If I was subjected to that pressure for a couple more seconds I would die. 



I felt a huge gust of wind as the air flowed back in my room. 



In my hands was a shiny black katana with a glowing white tang on the handle. 



However, I had no time to admire the katana I had transmuted as I started coughing up blood, due to the blood in my body backtracking. 



I was also sure I sustained some internal injuries due to their being a lack of pressure my frail organs definitely didn't come out unscathed. 



"Shiiiiii-"



I held back my curse as I realized it was still 8 in the morning and I would definitely receive a beating if I cursed out loud. I looked all over my arms and noticed burns all over them.  



I begin to transmute the skin and muscles on my arm back to normal. Since I had learned the atomic composition of simple proteins and skin cells, which definitely helped the process in order to regenerate my surface skin cells. 



As for my internal injuries, I'll have to let them naturally heal, since I have yet to learn in-depth about the human body and don't know what my organs are made out of. 



If I mess up transmuting my skin, it would be ok as it wouldn't be fatal. However, if I messed up while transmuting my internal organs, well then shit, I guess I'm not alive anymore.

An everyday average Joe, through a stroke of luck managed to uncover humanity's lost secret of transmuting. From there onward, he must ward off forces that desire this long lost ability and uncover, more of humanity's lost secrets.

The sun hadn't even cleared the horizon before Rykar and Loki excitedly dashed out of the room fully equipped as though ready for war. With Rob in tow, they quickly scanned their bracelets before descending the lift and venturing into the forest of bookshelves.

Being recognized immediately due to their extravagant masks, a librarian silently began to trail behind them with a silver cart after informing them that he would be waiting on them and willing to answer any questions. History, mathematics, statistics, culture, science, weaponry, biology, farming. Walking through just two of the hundreds of bookshelves, they were already baffled as to which topics to explore while recited the titles of any books they pointed to on the shelves.

Growing annoyed of the aimless searching, he took the initiative to turn towards the librarian. "Excuse me, where can we find books related to exploration? Mainly focusing on geography, animals, plants. Information on fragments and worlds, along with travel information are also needed." While speaking a thousand times more refined than usual, he straightened his back while attempting to put on a façade of someone who could actually afford his getup. 

It didn't even take two seconds of thought before the woman smiled and lead them just a few shelves across. "This row, along with the next two, house books which are mainly focused on the world around us, the sea of stars and more of the commonplace flora and fauna. Please let me know if there are any specifics you are interested in and I will do my best to help."

Like kids in a candy store, the twins no longer even asked Rob any questions as they pulled books off the shelves and looked at the covers with glistening eyes. There were an assortment of designs, some very abstract, while others giving a clear idea of the contents of the book. Plants, animals, mythical looking beasts, stars, swirling clouds. These books were piled up on the cart one after the other while the more blank and dull designs were put back on the shelves without suspense.     

It wasn't long before there was a second librarian right next to the first, along with a second trolley due to the first being too full. While one went to take the first set of books to their study, the second was also half full when the next question came from Rykar. "Where are the story books? With generals and armies!" 

Barely containing his excitement, he only calmed down slightly when Rob tugged his shoulder to get him to stop skipping while they followed the librarian across the shelves once again. 

"Just these shelves?" He asked when they arrived at a quieter section of the library. This was a walkway dozens of metres long and with books lining the sides, yet it didn't seem to be even a drop in the ocean compared to all the shelves they had walked past to get there. Despite the grand scale, Rykar seemed disappointed that they only took up such a small section, even with this much already being enough to keep him occupied for years.

"No, this whole section is. From this isle, to the end of the wall. This is allocated to the both factual and fictional based stories and poetry." The librarian corrected. 

Almost on cue, the twins once again went into a frenzy, picking all the fancy looking books and especially those with plenty of pictures, illustrations and diagrams within. It took the longest hour of Rob's life before they finally went back up to their rooms after having sent up four trolleys of books between the two librarians tasked to them.  

With their first meal already set up on the table, there was no suspense as Chance got them to finish eating before gathering around the table once again.  

Without allowing them to dive straight into their story books, Chance first took the opportunity to go through the books related to the world around them and before selecting one to read between them. With the book in hand and the twins at either side, he read through the book slowly. Without rushing or ignoring any of their questions, he pointed out the letters and words as he went, making sure that he explained how the words were formed and giving them an understanding of the mess of shapes sprawled across the paper. 

Amazingly enough, as many of the key words were repeated, the twins were already able to see some patterns in the shorter and less complex sentences, piecing together one or two words within a sentence by the end of the first chapter which came to amaze both Rob and Chance. They were practically sponges when it came to learning anything! 

It took till noon to go through the first two books, with barely a break even to get a drink as Chance started feeling his throat get sore with the incessant questions from the other three in the room. Most of the questions they asked, he was just as clueless as them towards the answers. Despite this, their horizons were expanded again and again as gasps of astonishment often broke the flow of reading. 

The world system within the sea of stars was the easiest to explain, with a simply yet meticulous way of categorizing the grade boundaries. The sea of stars was virtually endless, while constantly expanding and growing around itself. Changes would occur at every and any moment, oftentimes throwing entire solar systems into chaos before reforming themselves or simply becoming desolate space. 

Ever light within the sky, usually referred to as stars, were actually entire worlds! The light being emitted from them was actually a form of energy which was emitted from the condensation of energy which forms their world boundary. This 'world boundary' was a form of protection and isolation which served as the benchmark of a planet becoming a world.

Before this boundary was formed, planets weren't even qualified to me mapped out by official channels oftentimes, as they were still classed as being within development and may be abandoned at any time. Grace, the planet they were on, was a perfect example of this.  

Despite the habitable atmosphere for life and civilization, the planet was all but devoid of energy, potentially requiring up to a thousand years before accumulating enough to support its cataclysm, propelling itself to form its own boundary while expanding dramatically in size. 

Generally, after each cataclysm, a world would increase its grade by one, however, there have been many cases of a world going through a small scale cataclysm. While this would still cause its barrier to develop and increase its size, this wouldn't be enough to qualify the world for the next grade. There was no glorification for this, it was simply referred to as a failed cataclysm. The cons of this situation often outweighed the pros, as each cataclysm requires a much vaster accumulation of energy compared to the last. 

Omega, the largest and only recorded rank 9 world was literally at the centre of the sea, with the rest of the sea expanding from the centre around it. Due to the pull gravitational from Omega, the larger the planet, along with the strength of its boundary, causes the more prosperous worlds to congregate towards the centre of the sea. 

Contrary to their initial expectations of the larger worlds being in the centre and the smaller ones being on the periphery of the sea, the worlds themselves were surrounded by other planets and worlds, with the orbits of which crossing over and switching zones often. This all caused the sea to have a volatile nature with each world usually supporting the flow of various smaller ones within its influence.

All in all, where they were now, on an offshoot planet under the control of the corporation 'Grace', there were living on nothing but a grain of sand within a sea bidder than they could imagine.

Their only reason the company invested in this planet in the first place was due to the naturally formed fragment, which only needed minimal investment to stabilize its eco-system. This was essentially getting two worlds for the cost of one, while providing a safe and secure environment for the essence fruit plantation. Despite its size, it was apparent that the plant was only in its initial stages, with the growth of the plants and replantation of a portion of the fruits from each harvest, the project would sweep through the rest of the fragment in its entirety. 

The reason they were slowly picking off the escapees was because there was no rush in the first place! They were literally stuck within the same cage they thought they had gotten out of and eventually they would have no place to go along with the expansion of activity. With the escapees serving punishments, this would prompt order and stability within the camp, providing a new bottom tier and giving those already working there, a sense of superiority. All this came at the price of a few workers 'escaping' every month due to the security 'dropping their guard'. 

They thought their sense of the world had expanded, until they moved onto some of the basic geography and found out that not only worlds, but cities were classified by the grade system also. What was laughable, was that the 'city' they were living in was actually an outpost for the expansion into this planet. It honestly didn't even quality as a grade one city, without many of the basic systems in place to even function as one. 

By the time lunch rolled round, it felt as though the informative books they had been reading were more like story books and fantasy works. Their expectations towards leaving the planet and venturing onto Grace were actually dulled by the context of the book, leaving them skeptical to the possibilities of it all. 

"Rob, pick a book for them to read through for the next hour or two. I need to go get something but ill be back in no time." Chance patted his stomach while donning his mask and gesturing to the others to do the same before as he made his way towards the door. 

"Where are you going?" Loki asked. He felt it weird to only be a day into their 'study' yet Chance was breaking the rule he set for them, not to leave the library. 

"I have to get back to the sewers and pic something up. I would have brought it earlier but it really couldn't be helped." He sighed as he made his way out but it didn't take long for them to busy themselves as Rob threw a book towards Rob. Catching it reflexively, he found himself holding a thick tomb with its cover depicting a dragon breathing a jet of fire towards a knight in full armour. 

"This one." Both twins grinned excitedly. 

What is a moral compass?

When does good turn into evil and when is doing the bad things for a good result, the right thing to do? 

Is 'justice' righteous or should it be to 'live and let live'?

if surviving means becoming a sin itself, should you accept death? 

Is it wrong to sacrifice a million strangers for one you hold dear? 

Two youths, twisted and guided by their environment and encounters, find themselves as the eye of the eclipse proliferates with them at the very centre. 

Trauma and hardship can forge the most unbreakable characters, but in that process, there is a fine line between unbreakable and utterly broken beyond repair.

"Where are we going?" Rizie asked while they were inside the car. She was sitting with Dion on the backseat of the car.
Dion smiled at her and simply said, "We're going on a date…"
"Really? But wait… Are you sure you're really fine now?" Rizie reconfirmed. Dion pinched her nose and said, "Yeah. I'm really fine now."
"Where are we going then?" Rizie excitedly asked.
"Hmm, we'll watch a movie first then we will go to an amusement park and if we still would have time and energy left, then tell me what else you want to do…" Dion replied. All these were a few of the things that Rizie had mentioned previously that she would like to do with Rui. Well, he was confident that Rizie would love to do it with him now.
He felt Rizie grab and squeeze his hand and then she looked at him with a forced smile on her small face, she bashfully murmured and whispered, "Hmm, about that ahm, that was before and you do know it's you whom I like so…"
She felt bad for Dion, because he recalled all those ideas she then had thinking about Rui at that time, once they would go on a date, but of course things were different now she ended up being with Dion. So she added, "I would love to do all these things with you now…"
Dion crinkled his nose and said, "You don't have to explain. Of course I understand simple matters like these ones. As long as you will like me, nothing else matters." 
Dion wished he could change the word like to love but then he did not want to rush Rizie or panic her because he had been with Rizie long enough to know her sentiments. She easily got worried with these kinds of words and things. She had a tendency to get panicked whenever she was pressured. It was all psychological and he would help her to overcome this in due time. Right now, what was important was for them to enjoy each other's company whenever they were together.
They first went into the cinema to watch a romance, suspense and horror film that was newly released. It was a box office hit and he knew Rizie liked the suspense genres in movies.
They went to the biggest multiplex in the city and Dion asked Rizie to wait and sit in a chair while he bought the tickets and some popcorn. He suddenly felt uneasy for some unknown reason, his sixth sense started making him feel that someone was watching them, so he looked around thinking there was again an unnatural thing lingering around but there was nothing.
He then went back to get Rizie. "Let's get inside… The movie is about to start soon." he said with a beaming smile.
Rizie nodded while she wrapped her arms with Dion's as they walked inside the cinema.
"Do you really want to do this? We look so suspicious in these outfits…" Xander mumbled after he bought the tickets where the seats were just two rows away from the back of Dion and Rizie.
"Do we really need to stalk them like this?" he rephrased.
"Stop complaining and let's go inside…" Yera sneered. She was supposedly about to visit the hospital when she accidentally overheard the staff in the kitchen gossiping about Dion and Rizie going out on a date that day.
So during breakfast she had convinced Xander to tag along with her and stalk the two. She just wanted to make sure if those two would not do anything stupid because she wanted to protect her brother's character before meeting Rizie's parents. She heard Rizie's brother was a very strict man who would soon become the Field Marshal of their country so she wanted Dion to be seen in a good light and wanted them to get married before giving Rizie a bump because Rizie's family were very conservative.
"Can't you just put more trust in your brother?" Xander commented when they were finally inside and seated. "Of course I trust my brother but you see you cannot trust the desires of a young body as sometimes it has its own consciousness that can overpower the mind," Yera whispered.
Xander grinned and said, "I see. I guess you're right since it's based on experience," pulling his wife's leg on the spot.
Yera raised an eyebrow and threatened, "If you don't zip that mouth of yours -- I will really make you sleep in the guestroom instead.
That instant Xander's lip sealed like it had been applied with glue. Yera silently chuckled and whispered, "It will start soon. Keep your eyes open. A lot can happen in the dark…"
Xander almost choked on his own saliva while he shook his head and saw his wife keenly watching the couple sitting in the seats two rows ahead of them.
"Woaaaww!" Xander gushed together with the crowd inside the cinema. The movie was really captivating and he even grabbed his wife's arm or buried his face on her neck whenever any scary scene came up.
Yera on the other hand rolled her eyes because she was getting distracted while on watch because of her husband..
Meanwhile, Dion felt Rizie's body lean closer to him while she hugged one of his arms like a pillow. He couldn't concentrate on the movie at all because Riziie's front was brushing on his arm every once in a while and he could feel her round soft melons pressing against his arm. She was not wearing padded bras, he observed.
Dion gulped because he was tempted to make a bold move. But then he would silently scold himself every once in a while to keep himself composed and controlled.
As he was trying to calm his raging nerves again, Rizie's face turned towards him and so did he to her. It was like a magnet that pulled them together that his eyes lowered and saw her parted lips… as if waiting for him to give them his attention.
Dion, unconsciously bent his head down to attend to those full lips. And right there, the two passionately kissed each other, while Dion's hand moved to search for more. Hoping to feel those round melons as he slipped his hand inside Rizie's blouse. He was almost there when he felt something fall on his head like it was raining that made him stop.
"What's this?" he exclaimed. "Popcorns?" Rizie muttered when she picked some that fell on her dress.
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No matter what... She was his... And he was hers...

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Yera Han had it all. Aside from being the youngest surgeon in the world, she was also the ruthless heiress of the Life Hospitals Group. Smart, Beautiful and Cold. She was revered as the ice queen capable of bringing back the dead with her hands.

However, fate took everything away from her… her love, her property... She was left with nothing and lived as Deyna Song. How could she allow fate to make her dance in its palm? She was Yera Han and she vowed to take all that was hers back!

They took everything away from her and now she was left with nothing but vengeance...

But... who was this doctor following her around offering a marriage alliance?
How could she think of getting married when her everything was at stake! 

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Xander Yang's hope of marriage ended when he was diagnosed with an erectile dysfunction. Smart and stubborn, the Doctor CEO of Yang Globals group was a difficult man to handle. 

However, meeting a certain Deyna Song turned his world upside down. How could his dysfunction vanish when he was around her? What kind of magic does this feisty woman hold?

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"Stand up." Yera hissed, eyes narrowed at Xander.

"It's already up." Xander smirked and leaned against the headboard of the bed. "Perhaps you need.... skin to skin proof?" he lifted an eyebrow.

Disbelief flashed in Yera's eyes. It was quickly replaced with anger. "You pervert!"

"You took advantage of me," he teased and tilted his head. His eyes slowly trailed down her lips towards her neck. "Or would you like me to remind you... what you did last night?"

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"?"
She struggled, but he did not let her escape. Pressing his hand on her waist, her entire body plastered to him.
A certain area was pressing tightly against him.
She pursed her lips.
"Let's have a daughter, hm?" He had a clear goal in his eyes. Sans giving her a chance to voice her opinion, he sealed her lips with his.
"Umph…"
Her protest was drowned by his aggressive kiss.
That evening, Mu Yazhe was especially hardworking.
Outside the door, the two little lads stealthily stuck their ears to the door and eavesdropped on the 'profound mystery' within. They regarded each other with blank dismay; one had a puzzled look on his face, whereas the other was speechless with shame.
"Youyou…" The older boy lightly jabbed the younger one by the waist and then whispered to his ear, "What are mommy and daddy doing?"
The younger lad got startled by his sudden closeness as he had a guilty conscience. Patting his startled chest, he covered his brother's face with his hand in disdain and pushed him far from him. "This is philosophy; you won't understand it."
"…" The older boy's face turned wooden.
He leaned in again. "Then, do you?"
The younger one cleared his throat and moved to return to their room with a red face.
Little Yichen followed eagerly. He closed the bedroom door and asked cheekily, "What… does 'flowers bloom and blossom' mean, then?"
"I'm not telling you."
"Say it; say it. Since you're so smart, you should know what it means."
The younger twin, in fact, was clueless on the phrase's meaning, too, and just wanted to look omniscient and enigmatic in front of his brother!
"I'm not telling you, and that's final!" He pursed his lips, deliberately keeping his brother in suspense.
The older twin was a little angry at this, so he threw them both to the bed and mounted his attack by pinching the ticklish spots on his brother's waist.
Unable to withstand this onslaught, Youyou burst out in fits of giggles.
"Tell me; tell me…"
"M-Mu Yichen… ha ha ha ha! S-Stop it…"
The older lad very appreciated his pleading look; this tactic was always effective.
His younger brother could not stand being tickled the most.
"Ha ha ha ha… D-Don't do it anymore… It's t-ticklish… Ha ha ha!"
They were so loud that it startled the two people in the master bedroom.
Yun Shishi took a glance at the man and laughed. "Those two fellows aren't asleep yet?"
"Leave them alone." Unhappy that her attention was on other matters, Mu Yazhe leaned over to seal her soft lips with his once more.
Hence, the room was filled with lust.
The Mu residence.
Mu Wanrou paced back and forth in the study room.
She was afraid of going outdoors now, for she knew that no matter where she went, Mu Lianjue would have people tailing her. Aaron's murder was, undoubtedly, a warning to her!
After a period of getting along with him, she knew that he did not like others disobeying him and acting on their own.
This point was very similar to Mu Yazhe!
Her secret rendezvous with Aaron had certainly angered him.
However, even though he had a well-thought-out plan, she still felt greatly uneasy.
The media conference was imminent. Mu Yazhe had already arranged everything, and in another week, he would hold announce to the public their wedding date.
After a psychological turmoil, she realized that this media conference might not be so simple!
Where were Yun Shishi and Yun Tianyou?


She became a surrogate mother in exchange for over a million yuan.

As the esteemed CEO of the most powerful Empire in the capital, he holds absolute power, while she is just an adopted daughter to a family of lowly status. She agreed to bear him his offspring, simply because her adoptive father's business was failing.
 
On the day of her delivery, the elder brother was born healthy, but the younger one was stillborn. Having fulfilled the contract, she disappeared from his sight along with the astronomical sum of money. 


Six years later, he is still that arrogant and high-profile CEO. When she accidentally gets embroiled with him again – like a canary trapped in his cage, he closes in on her. “Woman, do you think you can escape from my clutches?!" 

However, he does not expect a little kid to interfere; the boy pompously points his little finger at him and warns, “Mu Yazhe, you’d better leave her alone! She's mine – this baby's woman!” 

The man is alarmed, simply because the little kid's facial features are identical to his...

Tags: Adorable Child, CEO, Sweet Romance, Scheming, Wealthy Aristocrats, Fluff, Two-faced, Child, Rich and Powerful, Treachery

The case had reached its final stage.
They would send the relevant dossiers to the Procuratorate.
When they sorted out everything, they realized that there were as many as 16 files about the entire 121 case…
It took the detectives about a week to sort and organize the evidence accordingly before handing them over officially.
During this period, Bai Muchuan tried to communicate with Meng Chi frequently.
However, he still kept his mouth shut about the case…
Meng Chi's mom also tried to contact many people in Xi City, trying ways and means to meet Meng Chi—
However, even Meng Chi himself was unwilling to meet her.
…
Xiang Wan's level of curiosity regarding Meng Chi's psychological state reached its peak.
She even discussed her questions with Zhan Se.
Coincidentally, this complicated person also piqued Zhan Se's curiosity.
At present, there was sufficient evidence to close the 121 case.
Meng Chi's crime was very clear cut.
Nevertheless, Meng Chi's feelings towards Xie Wanwan obviously contradicted their pieces of evidence.
However, since they had proven that Meng Chi had consulted a psychiatrist before regarding his split personality, then this would nullify the contradictions.
One personality of his treated Xie Wanwan well, but the other personality wished he could kill her. It might have sounded ridiculous, but it was not impossible.
However, the law did not have a clear treatment about a person suffering from split personality or multiple personalities. This meant that it did not acknowledge the existence of such a condition affecting a crime someone had committed. Hence, besides it being something they could take into consideration, it was only of minor importance to the case.
In Zhan Se's perspective, she felt that Meng Chi displayed obvious traits of a split personality.
"Based on my many years of research, these people have one thing in common…"
"What is that?" Xiang Wan was eager to know.
Zhan Se replied, "He believed that there is one more soul living inside his body."
"Why is that so?" Xiang Wan looked startled for a second.
"Split personality is actually a psychological disorder. Only when the patient himself believed the existence of this person would this person be 'born' within him. If you think about it, all of us actually have different personalities, not only double, but even more…"
"Mm, it's just like how you would sometimes talk to yourself inside your head. There are even times when one voice would express totally different views from the other. All these could be different personalities, right?"
"Correct!" Zhan Se affirmed her simple explanation.
"But usually," she continued, "people's cognition of different personalities is unlike those who are suffering from multiple or split personalities. They would not be as extreme or as radical, and keep dwelling over things… When one has a healthy psychological state, it would not be easy to give rise to another independent personality. Hence, when a split personality occurs, it is usually closely related to traumatic events…"
"I know! It's called post-traumatic stress disorder, and then with this—one would turn evil!"
"Hah!" Zhan Se felt amused when Xiang Wan used the word 'evil'. "You're right; the word you used is very accurate! I've been researching for the past few days about Meng Chi's behavior. It should have started from the death of his sister since his dad refused to donate his bone marrow to his own daughter, and caused his mom to become mentally unstable. His dad then divorced his mom and remarried. Not only that, but the mistress his dad remarried also had a son… This series of blows should have triggered that."
These things could already drive a normal person crazy.
At that time, Meng Chi had to dress up like his twin sister to make his mom happy. What exactly was he feeling when he went through all these?
Did he not feel hatred?
That was impossible.
He must have felt hatred. He must have felt a need for revenge.
Xiang Wan's thoughts were the same as Zhan Se.
However, she wanted to flatter her Senior without her noticing.
"Senior Zhan, you're really capable! After what you've just said, I'm now enlightened!"
That really worked on Zhan Se. "Criminal psychology is a profound and complex subject. Take your time! You've just started, so there's no hurry!"
Xiang Wan nodded as she replied, "I will! I still need Senior to guide me along!"
"Hah! You sure know how to talk!"
That appropriate compliment gave Zhan Se a happy mood. Her fondness for Xiang Wan also came from her heart.
"Let's progress together. If you have any ideas or doubts, bring it up! We can discuss them together!"
"I will! Thank you, Senior!"
…
Before formally handing over the case to the Prosecution; Xiang Wan followed Bai Muchuan to the detention center.
They were now detaining Meng Chi there.
He would be in there for a long time before the court passed any judgment.
Bai Muchuan did not go there empty-handed.
He had brought along a set of books.
It was "The Grey List"—a physical set of books.
Xie Wanwan was the one who bought the books and asked Bai Muchuan to give them to Meng Chi.
When they opened the package for inspection, Xiang Wan actually felt a little surprised to see that.
According to Xie Wanwan, it was Meng Chi's favorite novel; it was something he was obsessed with.
Back then, he was also the one who wanted to film "The Grey List" into a drama series.
Xie Wanwan hoped that Meng Chi's favorite book, "The Grey List," would accompany him during his incoming period of hardship—
This was what Xie Wanwan said to them: "We are brother and sister after all; I'm only doing my part!"
"Do you also feel that it was him who did that to you?" Xiang Wan asked her.
"Yes," said Xie Wanwan, "besides him, I really can't think of anyone else!"
She sounded so certain.
Xiang Wan looked at her apathetic expression.
Then she thought of the hefty amount of assets Meng Chi had given her.
She kept her mouth shut after puffing a sigh.
…
Xie Wanwan and the rest of them did not seem to know that the author of both "The Grey List" and "The White List" was actually Bai Muchuan.
Xiang Wan felt sweet and warm inside when she knew this little secret of Bai Muchuan.
This was proof that Bai Muchuan trusted her.
Absolute trust.
She treasured this trust.
Hence, she would definitely not feel jealous over a trivial thing such as Bai Muchuan helping Xie Wanwan bringing books to Meng Chi…
However, Bai Muchuan was being very careful since he stole several glances at Xiang Wan, checking out her expression. He also used his "identity" as Second Young Master Mu to give a mild explanation. 
"Treat it as a special benefit for a wealthy fan!"
"… Eh? Wealthy fan?" Xiang Wan frowned at him. "Are you expecting him to send you gifts or something?"
"He gave me a lot of gifts!" Bai Muchuan remarked.
"Ah!" Xiang Wan was astonished. "Really?"
"If I lie, can I write a chapter lesser?"
"… Nope." Xiang Wan rolled her eyes at him.
Bai Muchuan ruffled her head; a smile appeared on his face. "Go look at the ID of my number one fan. That's him."
"…"
Wow!
How much money was that?
Xiang Wan had actually seen this ID before.
She had a hard time counting the number of digits she was seeing…
She had never thought that Meng Chi was his number one fan.
Not to mention that Bai Muchuan seemed so calm about it—
"So that is your real fan! What a pity!"
"Pity? What's there to feel pity about?"
"Well, once he entered prison and got the death sentence, you'll lose him forever…"
"!" Bai Muchuan rolled his eyes and stared at her before ruffling her head once again. "So I should keep him till Lunar New Year?!"
"… Hur, better not!"
This unexpected discovery made Xiang Wan see Meng Chi a little differently when she saw him.
She couldn't just look at him as a criminal suspect anymore.
Besides that fact that he was a murderer, he was also Second Young Master Mu's number one fan.
He was also… someone with an illness.
Meng Chi sat quietly on a chair with handcuffs on him. His hair was now shorter; his lips were dry and cracked. There wasn't much color on his face, and he had lost so much weight that he was almost out of shape. If not for his distinguished facial features, his current appearance and aura was a huge contrast between the Meng Chi who was donning his prison garb and the CEO Meng who was always in his suit and tie. They were totally like two different people.
Xiang Wan was very curious about which personality he was currently.
She sat beside Bai Muchuan, but her gaze was focused on him quietly.
Meng Chi did not look at her, but at the books Bai Muchuan had placed aside.
"Thank you!"
"Your sister asked me to pass them to you!"
Xiang Wan noticed that Bai Muchuan used the word "sister" instead.
She also noticed a slight change in Meng Chi's eyes when he heard that word.
That cold glint disappeared in just a second.
"Do you also like 'The Grey List'?" Bai Muchuan asked.
The fact that Bai Muchuan did not mention the case surprised Meng Chi.
He chuckled after giving Bai Muchuan a casual look. "Yes, so can you sign this book for me?"
This sudden and unexpected sentence took Xiang Wan unawares.
What was going on?
What was he up to?
Meng Chi actually knew about the fact that Bai Muchuan's the author of the books?
Bai Muchuan raised an eyebrow. He did not show any sign of having the same look of surprise that Xiang Wan had on her face.
"How did you know?"
"I just guessed it!" Meng Chi's expression was nonchalant.
"Just guessed?" A corner of Bai Muchuan's lips quirked upwards. He propped his forehead and tapped on the surface of the stack of books. Next, he took the book on top and flipped through the pages while showing an indolent smile. "Your ability to guess seems just as good as your ability to investigate!"
His tone sounded peaceful as if he was chatting with an old friend.
Meng Chi's nose moved. "Nope, it's actually the opposite. In fact, I couldn't get hold of the identity of Second Young Master Mu. It has puzzled me all this time as to who exactly he is. Hur, Captain Bai is indeed a very careful person! However, the moment I saw you holding the book, I suddenly feel enlightened! Only you, Captain Bai, is worthy of the pen name Second Young Master Mu!"
So they fell into his trap instead?
Impressive!
Bai Muchuan's gaze sharpened suddenly. "Why did you try to investigate the identity of Second Young Master Mu?"
Meng Chi looked into his eyes slowly and said each word clearly.
"I like it! Really like it! I like it so much, I feel like I'm going insane!"
"…"
His tone started to sound serious, and his mood soon reflected on his face.
Especially, the last few words; he said them as if he was growling!
Xiang Wan felt goosebumps all over her skin when she heard that!
Bai Muchuan raised an eyebrow after a momentary pause. "So should I feel honored?"
Meng Chi let out a chuckle as he calmed down.
"That's up to you. If you're here today just to give me the books, I'm really glad, and I feel honored. If you're here to ask about the case, then sorry! I'm just going to give you the same old stuff; I have nothing to say!"
"You've got character!" Bai Muchuan smiled. "I'm here to give you the books. As for you… if you have anything to say, you can tell it to the judge in the future!"
When he said so, he took out a sign pen from his bag and wrote a few words on the title page of the first volume of "The Grey List".
"The darkness outside locked up the light within. You can't see the light as I can't see through you. The reason being is that you are behind the door while I'm outside of it—Second Young Master Mu."
…


Aspiring author Xiang Wan was deemed hopeless by her family and better off married when her fourth novel still did not do well. 
Just as she started to doubt herself and wonder if she should continue to pursue her dream as an author, things take an unexpected turn when a dazzling guy appears before her and she was taken away by the police as a prime suspect of a murder case.
A murder had taken place and the details were eerily similar to her mystery novel. 
From then on, her life turned topsy-turvy.
...........
Translator Review:
This is a novel encompassed with mystery, ethics, family ties, and romance. Of course, the highlights of this book are the murder cases. 
Although it’s a modern setup where none of the characters have a system or any other cheats, the Author managed to delight me with her writing, creative plots and a good pace without dragging her story. 
I marvel at the way the Author links up the clues and plot to explain the individual cases as well as paving the way to unravel the huge conspiracy behind the individual murders. Romantic plots are light-hearted so readers could take a breather from the plots of gruesome murders.
Frequency of release:  1 chapter/daily

The elevator went up one floor after another. Standing beside the big and tall gentleman, Lu Jia'er felt secure, but at the moment she was thinking about a problem.
Jin Xiangdong had caught sight of her expression when he was looking at her through the reflection on the front windshield. From the moment she got off the car, he had become inexplicably uneasy. Finally, at the exit, he chose to return to the parking lot.
When he stopped the car and saw a man coming out from the right corner, he couldn't help but worry about Lu Jia'er.
"Can you tell me what happened just now?" the cold voice of Jin Xiangdong broke the silence in the elevator.
"Nothing happened!" said Lu Jia'er with a playful voice as she had recovered from her distracted state and looked at him.
Hearing her words, Jin Xiangdong turned his face and slightly raised his mouth, "You want to leave me in suspense again?"
"No!" Lu Jia'er denied.
Jin Xiangdong fixed his gaze on her. To tell the truth, Lu Jia'er was like a mystery within reach that despite the close proximity he could not solve.
Lu Jia'er was a little embarrassed at being stared at by him. With shyness written all over her face, she said, "Ace, can I ask you a question?"
"Yes!" Even if she had kept a secret from him, Jin Xiangdong would still be as honest as he could.
"Is office romance forbidden at the company?" Lu Jia'er asked.
"It's not defined in explicit terms, but it seems to be accepted by default!" Jin Xiangdong said.
Office romance is not a new topic. In a busy modern society, office white-collar workers work overtime every day. There was simply not enough time to develop love outside the company. More and more people were looking for affection in the workplace. Love and career came together. However, there are as many supporters as opponents in regards to office romance in many companies. From a psychological point of view, the quality of office romance varies from person to person.
"Default? So I meet with adversity at the very beginning when it comes to chasing you!" Lu Jia'er said.
Seeing that Lu Jia'er talked so calmly about chasing him, he felt a surge of feeling. "I don't believe that you are the type of person who will easily give up, Professor Lu!"
"If I choose to follow rules, would you regret it?" Lu Jia'er said with a smile.
"My father once told me one word. Once a goal is set, you should persevere and keep going for it!" Jin Xiangdong slightly lifted the corners of his mouth.
"I see, and this is your encouragement for me, am I right?" Lu Jia'er was overwhelmed with excitement and smiled. 
"I believe your perceptive ability is first-class!" said Jin Xiangdong.
Dialog with a person of high-intelligence like Jin Xiangdong wouldn't seem to be direct and straight, but all it took was to read between the lines.
"In fact, my execution is also great!" Lu Jia'er decided to go even further following his words and she gave Jin Xiangdong's cheek a small kiss while she stood on her tiptoes.
The red lips touched his face, like a beautiful butterfly resting on a flower, giving a gentle kiss, and then quickly flying away. Jin Xiangdong froze on the spot, and it seemed as though time had stopped, but his heartbeat soared.
This was the most daring deed Lu Jia'er had performed on the opposite sex since childhood. Although there was no inherent restraint of women, it directly showed her intention. In the end, she still remembered to solemnly declare to Jin Xiangdong, "It has been stamped!"


This is a therapeutic romance novel that mixes psychology and science fiction.

Lu Jia'er is a professor in psychology who is able to read the minds of anyone in the world. One day, she meets a special man, a legendary genius in the IT world rumored to be ugly—Jin Xiangdong.

In fact, he's not ugly, and it's love at first sight for Lu Jia'er. This is compounded by the fact that she can't read his mind. To figure out what's so "special" about him, Lu Jia'er accepts his invitation to join an artificial intelligence research team. In her spare time, she would pursue him.

She: "Can I chase after you?"
He considers for a few seconds. "It wouldn't be easy!"
She: "That's what I call a challenge!"
He gives her a friendly reminder. "Time is precious. Don't waste it."

Turns out that he was right. Not only is he difficult to chase, but he is also mysterious.

When the secrets slowly unravel, what kind of ending could it be?

psychological suspense books

Suspense Letter

National School Prince Is A Girl

LIGHTS OUT

Almighty Coach

Transmuter

Eye of the Eclipse

The Doctor Who Loves Me

One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love

Muchuan and Xiang Wan

The Girl Who Restarted Time

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