Qurit.
Stories
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322
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336.0 K
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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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Jiang Zhi stared at the barren interior—a shell barely distinguishable from an unfinished construction site—and froze. This was what he meant by "sparse"? It was utterly, devastatingly empty! Not a single piece of furniture, not even a stool to sit on… A grim thought surfaced: Was he so desperate to marry her just to gain a maid? A gust of wind whistled through the doorway, carrying an imaginary swirl of dust. Jiang Zhi shivered, the desolation evoking an autumnal bleakness. And he expected her to…
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The words "facing bankruptcy" echoed in Jiang Zhi’s mind. Though furious at Cheng Shuwen’s invasion of her privacy, she couldn’t ignore her uncle’s crisis. On the way to the Qin residence, she skimmed the news: the Qin Group, specializing in furniture design, faced allegations of substandard materials and excessive formaldehyde in its latest line. Crucially, parents claimed their child developed leukemia after using Qin furniture. Opportunistic media fueled the fire, sparking mass demands for…
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Jiang Zhi’s voice was sincere, soft, and utterly unambiguous. The air in the office seemed to chill several degrees the moment she spoke. The man remained silent, his deep eyes narrowing fractionally behind the gold-rimmed glasses, as if dissecting her words. Though seasoned by three years navigating the entertainment industry’s storms, the sheer oppressive force of his presence coiled tension in her chest. Seconds ticked by, stretching into an eternity; a thin layer of sweat slicked her palms. This…
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The word "boyfriend" died on the nurse’s lips. Oops… almost slipped. Last night, the hospital director personally received a man in gold-rimmed glasses—a face so flawlessly sculpted it silenced the night-shift nurses. His expression was taut with worry, cradling an unconscious, breathtakingly beautiful woman. She’d been assigned to this room, privileged to witness the pair: the woman, doll-like with porcelain skin and mesmerizing fox-eyes; the man, imposing in his tailored suit, icy aura melting…
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Jiang Zhi’s voice was icy. "Paparazzi already have photos of you entangled with Wen Nian. If news of our three-year secret relationship surfaces, what storm do you think will hit the internet?" Jiang Nian’s "Film Emperor" title was freshly won, his throne barely warmed. A scandal exposing his "affair" and hidden relationship would devastate his career. In contrast, going public with Wen Nian could boost their new drama—advantageous damage control. Jiang Nian gritted his teeth. "So desperate to leave…
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