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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nWas he anxious?

nYan Rusheng thought about what he said, was he getting anxious?

nWas he anxious?

nHow did this rascal know that he was anxious?

n“Haven’t seen you for three years, you’re becoming less of a man.”

nAt this point, Third Master Yan was in a terrible mood, and his vicious tongue returned.

nYoung Master Jiang was born with white and tender skin, and so he was constantly mistaken for a young girl. As he grew older he became more enchanting, causing jealousy among both men and women.

nYan Rusheng would always insult his face first, followed by his heart and his mind.

nWhen he was young, Young Master Jiang would go home crying after being insulted.

nOne time, after being bullied by Young Master Yan in front of a big crowd, Young Master Jiang felt so anxious that he pulled down his pants to show everyone his penis, and cried out loud, “This proves that I’m a man and not a woman!”

nTimes had changed, his crystal heart was no longer fragile. It had grown to become as hard as steel.

nHe was calm and collected towards Yan Rusheng’s insults. “I’ll take that as a compliment, I have indeed become more handsome.”

nYan Rusheng looked at him and sighed, his eyes full of disdain.

nHe looked towards Wen Xuxu’s face. It was as small as a palm, and stained full of tears. Her small apricot-like eyes glittered with tears.

nPromising!

nSeeing the state she was in, Yan Rusheng felt a fire burning within him. He was tempted to scold her.

nThree years ago, that man had left her here alone and never returned even once. How could she throw herself into his arms just because he was back?

nSuch a disgrace to Wang Daqin’s name, such a lack of backbone.

nWen Xuxu ignored Yan Rusheng’s prejudiced gaze and she smiled at Jiang Zhuoheng. All the hurt from the past was swept under the carpet.

nShe asked, “How did you know I was here?”

nJiang Zhuoheng took out an ash gray handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the tears off Xuxu’s face.

nHe remarked, “I went to Rusheng’s house and asked his grandmother. She called the office, and they told her that you were coming back in the afternoon, so here I am.”

nBoth of them were still comfortable with each other even after their long separation.

nNothing had changed between them.

nUpon seeing this scene, Yan Rusheng looked up as if he’d been blinded by the scorching sun, trying to avoid taking another glance at this atrocity in front of him.

nAs he said that, Wen Xuxu started to beam with pride, her eyes glued to that little bastard’s face.

nIt was as if she had completely forgotten how he’d dumped her from the beginning, completely forgetting how she hid in her hostel room without any willpower to live. Her friends had to send her food to sustain her life.

nAfter a slap and a date, she happily returned to him, wagging her tail like a puppy.

nF*ck f*ck f*ck!

nHe couldn’t stand to watch this anymore.

n“There’s still time to catch up after the business trip.”

nYan Rusheng looked at Wen Xuxu, his words as cold as ice.

nHearing that, Jiang Zhuoheng’s arms froze. He asked, “What?”

n“You guys are going on a business trip again? Where?”

nHe’d only just returned, and he had a countless number of things to tell her.

nIf his mother hadn’t personally gone down to the airport to force him home yesterday, he would have taken a transit flight to Haicheng City.

nWithout waiting for Wen Xuxu’s reply, Yan Rusheng answered immediately, “That’s an important secret.”

nBoth hands were still in his pockets. He stood tall and proud.

nSuch a load of lies, they must be going to S City to look for his first love, Fang Jiayin.

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