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Chapter 37 — Storming the Door
Hatred for Zhang Yi and hunger for his home temporarily welded the two "plastic sisters" into an alliance. They paced and whispered, trying to work out how to take his house. "To take his place, it's just the two of us won't cut it. We need help," Lin Caining said. Even in ordinary times they couldn't overpower Zhang Yi; now they were cold and ragged while he was well-fed and rested. Fang Yuqing glared. "Call the neighbors? Are you stupid? Even if Zhang Yi has supplies, they won't feed a crowd. The…-
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Chapter 36: Vicious Women
Since the water pipes had frozen, the water supply in the community became a major issue. To get drinking water, residents had to brave the ultra-low temperature of over minus 70 degrees Celsius outside to collect snow from the first floor. However, melting the snow once it was brought back was also a big challenge. The indoor temperature was around minus 50 to 60 degrees Celsius, where ice was as hard as cement. Some residents, desperately thirsty, resorted to licking the ice with their tongues, only to…-
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Zhang Yi let out a short sigh.Does this woman take me for some kind of scrap collector? Fang Yuqing might be a hypocrite and a manipulative gold-digger, but at least she knew how to act cute and dress herself up.And Lin Caining?Besides being shameless and obsessed with herself, what else did she even have? Still, out of sheer malicious amusement, Zhang Yi curved his lips into a slow, mocking smile."Oh? Really?""But I just finished cursing Fang Yuqing. You two are close girlfriends, aren't you? If you…
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Zhang Yi tore into Fang Yuqing with a savage tirade, ripping away the pretty mask to expose her as a hypocrite and a manipulative gold-digger. It hit her where it hurt. Fang Yuqing had always relied on looks, flirtation, and crocodile tears to get what she wanted—yet she convinced herself she was a "good girl." Zhang Yi's ridicule collapsed that self-delusion. If even a guy from the middle class looked down on her, then her charm had failed; her chances of snagging a wealthy heir and becoming a trophy…
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Fang Yuqing didn't blush for long. Pride was a theatrical thing—easy to don, easy to shed when hunger pressed. She told herself Zhang was playing hard to get; he had to be. With a coquettish trill she said, "I did that for your own good! Come on, Brother Zhang Yi, don't be so petty. I'll apologize right now." She bit her lip and added, saucily, "I'll even give you a leg and shoulder massage." Zhang inwardly groaned. In this weather, her coy act was absurdly convincing — Oscar material. But he had…
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The video call let Fang Yuqing and Lin Caining see Zhang Yi's life in real time. Warmth, light, food—an impossible little paradise twenty meters away from their own frozen misery. For ten days under white skies, nothing had felt more like a cruel joke. Zhang Yi watched them with a lazy smile. "How are you two? Lost a bit of weight—congrats," he said, casual and clipped. Both women bristled. They hadn't "lost weight" for vanity—it was hunger. They now rationed one instant noodle packet a day…
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Hunger is a fierce clarifier. Fang Yuqing listened to Lin Caining and found the logic coldly reasonable. Mostly she was hungry. That photo Zhang Yi had sent — steaks, Australian lobster, pastries, fruit — had planted a small riot in her stomach. All the goddess posturing melted for a single hot bite. She fumbled for her phone and sent a voice message in the softest voice she could muster. Zhang Yi was on his sofa, TV muted, files of movies and shows downloaded for the long quiet. A playful smile…
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Chapter 30 — High-Quality Backup
Lin Caining counted aloud, voice thin with panic. "We've got five packs of crispy noodles, three bags of instant noodles. Half a bottle of Lao Gan Ma in the kitchen. No steamed buns. No fresh noodles—gone." Fang Yuqing pressed her temples with both hands. "Crispy noodles? That's nothing. It doesn't fill you up." Lin's eyes went hard. "Yuqing, this isn't a joke. The snow hasn't stopped. What if it never stops?" Fang stared out the frost-scabbed window. Snow blurred the world into gray. Ten days.…-
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Chapter 29 — The Tenth Day
Xu Hao's message detonated across the group."¥2,000 for a pack of instant noodles? Did I hear that right?""Don't pump prices like this! I'm freaking out." Some typed, some sent shaky voice notes. People hadn't given up hope. Every morning they woke expecting the snow to stop, the sun to come back, life to resume. Xie Limei's post and Xu Hao's buyout at insane prices tapped something raw inside everyone. "Stop joking—¥2,000 for noodles? Are we already at the end of the world?" one snide message…-
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Aunt Lin's stash had been looted by Chen Zhenghao. She and little Xiaohu were bruised and beaten—she barely moving, clinging to breath; the child struck so hard in the belly that internal damage threatened him. Desperate, Aunt Lin plastered pleas in the owners' group: someone, please help my grandson! But after her supply scam, no one wanted to touch her. "Okay, I was wrong—please, my grandson is innocent!" she wailed. "He's just a child, please save him!" The replies were cold and savage. "How…
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