Qurit.
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The man had stated multiple times he wasn't in the mood tonight. Jiang Zhi felt relatively at ease with him now. She didn't overthink it. Obediently, she turned off the light, walked to the other side of the bed, pulled back the covers, and slipped in. Over the past six days at No. 7 Villa, Jiang Zhi had grown accustomed to the lingering scent of the man. But now, the living, breathing man lay beside her. She couldn't help feeling tense. Jiang Zhi tried to stay near the edge of the bed. Though sharing the…-
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Old Master Shang stared at the photo of the couple inside the red marriage certificate booklets. His eyes instantly misted over. He leaned forward, picked up one of the booklets, his hands trembling slightly. He murmured, "Good... this is very good." At least my feigned illness wasn't in vain. Otherwise, this detached, passionless brat would have stayed a bachelor forever. After a moment, a thought struck him. He looked up at Jiang Zhi, concern in his eyes. "Zhizhi... this certificate... Shang Chi didn't…
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Jiang Zhi didn’t dwell on it. Specific requests were better than none. The worst clients were those who tossed out a dismissive "Go with your aesthetic," only to nitpick endlessly later. Following the man’s instruction to combine the styles, Jiang Zhi selected two mood boards featuring a blend of beige and black: one Modern Minimalist, one Light Luxury French. The Modern Minimalist scheme favored beige as the primary color with black accents, while the Light Luxury French style did the opposite. Shang…
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Watching the tall, imposing figure stride towards the house, Jiang Zhi felt an urge to hit someone for the first time. Not in the mood tonight? Truly a businessman—twisting people's words is definitely his forte. "Not cold?" The man's voice drifted back, utterly matter-of-fact. "Or are you planning to fall ill to gain my sympathy?" Jiang Zhi snapped out of her thoughts. The man was as unfeeling as ever. Recalling her earlier dream only solidified her conviction: the boy from back then was not this man…
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One night during her sophomore year, Jiang Zhi found herself locked inside the university library, just as a violent storm hit. The power abruptly died. Her phone, drained from hours of research, was dead. Darkness instantly engulfed her. Panic seized her. She felt plunged into an abyss of deep sea, fear consuming her whole body. A suffocating pressure wrapped around her. Just as she felt she couldn't breathe, a male student appeared. He called her name from a distance, "Jiang Zhi, what's wrong?" His…
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Hearing the man’s words, Jiang Zhi froze as if struck by lightning. What did he mean by ‘feels quite soft’? ‘The design is rather nice’? She couldn’t tell if he was teasing her or simply making an observation. Jiang Zhi could only pretend she hadn’t heard, hastily finishing her tidying. Her back was turned, so she missed the subtle curve that lifted the corners of his otherwise cool lips, and the way his dark pupils deepened into fathomless pools. After putting her things away in the adjacent…
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After resolving matters at the Qin residence, Zhou Xu arrived at No. 7 Villa to await his boss. As soon as Shang Chi got into the car, Zhou Xu provided a concise update on the Qin family situation. Shang Chi’s expression was inscrutable. He lowered his gaze, idly turning the ointment tube in his hand. His voice was calm. "You have three days. Settle the Qin family affairs." Zhou Xu hesitated briefly before replying, "Understood." Shang Chi opened the ointment and began applying it methodically to the…
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Cheng Shuwen observed the pair. Though their interaction was distant and formal, Shang Chi himself had come. He had even fought someone for Jiang Zhi. She had doubted Jiang Zhi was telling the truth about the marriage, but now she had no choice but to believe they had genuinely registered. Previously, she’d schemed relentlessly to marry Jiang Zhi into the Shang family herself. Now, jealousy pricked her. Hypocrite, she thought inwardly. Saying she wouldn’t marry, then turning around and dragging Shang…
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After Xiao Ran left, she glanced back through the glass partition at Jiang Nian’s rigid back. Serves him right that Jiang Zhi-jie ignores him! The entertainment world was rife with messy relationships, but she’d believed the gentle, refined Jiang Nian was different—a lotus blooming unsullied from the muck. Turns out, all crows are black under their feathers! Hmph. Men were only reliable when they were six feet under! Jiang Zhi, having never taken a day off in three years, found her leave…
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The thugs had breached the courtyard and smashed through the front door. A burly, bald man led the charge, spitting on the floor as he bellowed, "Fucking Qins! Nowhere left to hide! Pay up today or we torch this place!" Qin Ming stepped forward, shielding Jiang Zhi and Cheng Shuwen. "Compensation requires due process," he stated firmly. "This mob solves nothing." The bald man sneered. "By then you’ll be bankrupt! My niece died for nothing! Two million now, and we disappear." Jiang Zhi understood:…
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