Author: Filthy MACHINE TRANSLATION

Ling Jue was sitting in Feng Yulin’s co-pilot’s seat. She kept sizing him up from the corner of her eyes. She felt that the situation was a little dramatic.

She had come to kill him, but she did not kill him. Now, he was the one who sent her home.

Moreover, the Feng Yulin she saw was wearing a black pajamas underneath and a black coat over his body. His skin was snow-white, and he looked like a noble knight when the streetlights flashed by.

How could someone use pajamas to make a coat look so cool? It must be poisonous! This man is poisonous!

“Let me off in the city center. I’m hungry and I want to eat,” Ling Jue said leisurely as she remembered the glutinous Tang Yuan. She leaned her head back.

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When they reached the city center, Feng Yulin stopped the car, and Ling Jue walked out on her own.

His car disappeared at the corner of the street. Ling Jue yawned. “Tang Yuan, what do you want to eat?”

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“A big meal.”

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“The restaurant is closed. There’s only chicken drumsticks.”

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“Then I want three chicken drumsticks and two cups of kumquat and lemon. The kind with lots of ice!”

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“…”

Ling Jue walked into Kendall. It was open 24 hours a day, and only this place was still open.

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After ordering a drink, Ling Jue leaned back on the chair and waited for the food to come up.

This time, she had nothing to do with the Ling family. After all, she had two identification cards.

After dealing with Gu Ziming, she planned to go to Dali City.

Now that she and Ling Jue were one, some warm memories often appeared in her mind. She also dreamed of some things.

There was an old man following behind her on the mountain path. He carried a basket and always looked at her with a smile…

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Ling Jue opened her eyes suddenly. She almost had a nightmare.

“Lord Jue, I’m full.” Tang Yuan was lying in a cup of kumquat and lemon, looking at her happily.

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Ling Jue looked at Kendall’s clock. She had been in a daze for fifty minutes…

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“Let’s go. Let’s go back.” Ling Jue walked out of the shop. Looking at the bright starry sky outside, the corners of her lips curled up.

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The next day.

Ling Jue took a taxi to Sea of Clouds Avenue. The renovations there had begun, and the shop name she designed was also there.

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When she arrived at Haiyun Avenue, the workers were busy. There was a sign at the door, announcing the recruitment.

She walked into the hall. It was empty except for a person sleeping on the sofa.

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Gu Ziming’s snoring was so loud that it shook the sky. He did not notice anyone approaching.

Ling Jue looked at his dark eyes and raised her eyebrows slightly. Was it really that tiring to do these things?

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“Xiao Ming! Wake up! The sun is shining on your butt!” Tang Yuan laid on his face and scratched his nose with its hair.

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“Achoo!” Gu Ziming sneezed and opened his eyes.

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He saw Ling Jue and was so scared that he ran away. He immediately stood up and said, “Lord, Lord Jue…”

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“You didn’t sleep last night?”

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“No…”

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Ling Jue glanced at him. Why didn’t he sleep?

“Is the logo ready?”

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“No, I just remembered that. There’s no need for a logo in this supermarket. It’s just the brand you mentioned,” Gu Ziming scratched his head and answered.

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Ling Jue sat on the sofa across from him with a lazy look on her face. “The logo needs to be made. In the future, I want to be a Film and Television Company, open a casino, open a jade store, set up a clothing store, and have real estate. The logo will be unified.”

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“No…” Gu Ziming was a little helpless. He could not bear to see her speak so seriously. “Lord Jue, this is not how business is done. Can a company like yours really make real estate and film?”

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