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nTranslator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

nLing Chuan only returned to the car after Lu An disappeared into the alley.

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nIn the car, Shen Liang narrowed his eyes enviously and looked like he had sucked a lemon as he gazed at Ling Chuan strangely. “I say, isn’t she very good at judging people? Why doesn’t she realize that you only look like a sheep on the surface? What about the big bad wolf’s heart?”

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n“Mm, maybe it’s because Big Brother is too handsome, so our An’an automatically ignored it?”

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nLing Chuan looked pleased with himself. He smiled sweetly and said, “Is our Xiao Liangliang jealous?”

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n“I, ugh~”

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nShen Liang wanted to vomit. You d*mn…

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n“Hm, just then, did I seem like a D-list has-been actor trying out for a role?”

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nLing Chuan asked the question earnestly. His deep eyes were like that of a sly old fox, and were very scary.

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nShen Liang hesitated for a moment, but then couldn’t be bothered with him. He recalled something else that was strange and said, “Speaking of which, how come I never knew that you have a habit of carrying pastries on you?”

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n“Why? Does Little Brother Xiao Liang want to eat them too?”

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nWicked Chuan took out a pastry. He was already all smiles as he blinked with captivating eyes.

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nShen Liang wanted to go crazy!

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nYou d*mn… Forget it!

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n“Come, how about Big Brother feed me first?” We’ll see who plays better. Isn’t it just pretending to be gross?

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nShen Liang narrowed his eyes, smiled and opened his mouth cooperatively. “Ah~”

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nHowever —

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n“I’m sorry, but this is our An’an’s exclusive property. Everyone else are just fleas; don’t even think about it.”

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nWith that, Ling Chuan meticulously put away the pastries and arranged them carefully.

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nLike they were treasures.

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nShen Liang wanted to vomit again. You d*mn…

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nWould it kill to give me one? “Hmph!”

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nLing Chuan ignored him.

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nSpeaking of which, it was from a long time ago. That little girl had been in poor health since she was young. Every time she went out, she would become dizzy from low blood sugar after just a few steps. Because he knew that she liked osmanthus cakes, he would often carry some on him, even if he hadn’t seen her in a long time.

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nIt seemed the little girl was a lot healthier than before?

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n“By the way, Miao Ke’er lost the role of the female lead. Of the four big families in South City, one’s arrogant, one’s conceited, and one is vain. I’m afraid that the Miao family won’t let this go. Aren’t you worried that your childhood sweetheart will be implicated because of this?”

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nSeeing Ling Chuan in deep thought, Shen Liang surreptitiously started to stir up trouble again, wanting to see the silly Ling Chuan’s nervous expression.

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nHowever, Ling Chuan didn’t take it seriously at all, and even retorted wickedly, “Then, what’s your family?”

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n“What?”

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nShen Liang didn’t understand. His expression was dark.

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n“Arrogance, conceit, vanity. What about your family?”

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nWhen Ling Chuan said the three words in a row, he raised his eyes, and there was a deep, dark look in them, making him as sinister as a devil!

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nShen Liang was unexpectedly alarmed, and he was immediately intimidated. He replied in a shaky voice, “A- Adaptable?”

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n“Mm, very good.”

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nLing Chuan went back to his usual carefree expression, and the corners of his lips curled up. It was as if he was praising him for being so adaptable.

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nShen Liang immediately looked like he had seen a ghost. “I, I…” What the f*ck!

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nF*ck! Stupid Ling Chuan!!!

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n…

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n“Dad, why don’t we have hotpot tonight? What do you want to eat?”

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nIt was almost eight o’clock when they got off work. After a busy day, they were too lazy to cook. They didn’t want to eat outside, which was why Lu An made the suggestion.

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n“Mm, good, anything’s good. We’ll eat whatever you want to eat.”

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nLu Xiao was still thinking about the noodles which his daughter had made in the morning.

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