I obtained a wristwatch called 【Perfect Sex】 accidentally through an online auction. This watch was one of its kind in this world, it can freely regulate the size of the erection or ejaculation time, with 〈Aphrodisiac radio wave〉 applied, it was a machine which can make women lustful then and there. I make full use of 【Perfect Sex】, and one by one beauties will start rolling in.
Accompany me in my adventures after having got my hands on this magical watch.



Janani walked gingerly up the red carpet ,her fingers gripping tightly to Armaan's rock hard biceps . 

There was a huge crowd in the foyer and cameras were flashing in all the directions and she felt very uncomfortable 

They paused to talk to a couple who seemed vaguely familiar .They are foreigners and she had no idea how she knows them.Relieved to see atleast two friendly faces and trying to work out where she knew them from ,Janani smiled and chatted ,finding them surprisingly approachable .She definitely knew them from somewhere 

As Armaan led her away into the foyer, she was still smiling. 

"They were nice. I know I’ve met them before somewhere ,I can’t think where—. Do they work with you? What are their names? Which country are they from??" 

When he told her, she stared at him in mortified silence. 

"Right. Both of them Hollywood stars. The reason I know their faces is because I’ve seen them both in the movies. Now I’m embarrassed. Oh, my God—they must have wondered why I was grinning at them like an idiot." She cried in embarrassment 

"You were charming and not at all star-struck. And you didn’t ask for their autograph ,which is always refreshing " 

"That's because I didn't recognize them. If I had I would have definitely asked for an autograph" Janani tightened her grip on his arms "Do you think they realized?? What if I offended them??" 

"They enjoyed talking to you. There is no need to make holes in my arm" and she slackened her grip 

Armaan gritted his teeth. 

Finally he saw Janani Trivedi in action 

This is how she does her magic around people 

Janani was relieved when they moved into the event hall but the relief was short lived as she was forced to separate away from Armaan, the only person she knows here, by the hostess of the event 

She became even more apprehensive when the hostess made her sit between two old men roughly in their early seventies who appears to have a poker face. 

A while later Armaan was talking to Arjun Shastri the PRO of the hospital for which the charity event is conducted 

"I thought you are off the dating scene Armaan. I thought you would be coming alone for the event like you did for the last one year" Tanya ,the hostess said as she approached them. 

She stroked her long red fingernails on his sleeves and continued 

"So tell me what's it about her that brought you out of your self imposed celibacy??" 

"You need to ask??" Armaan asked raising his eyebrows 

"Well, she’s pretty, of course, in a slightly unsophisticated way that a man might find appealing—" 

There was a flinty glint in Tanya’s eyes and Armaan turned his head and noticed Janani laughing uninhibitedly with the two South Indian billionaires, both known for their arrogant refusal to speak English at social events. 

They were taciturn, remote and notoriously unapproachable and yet both appeared to be listening to Janani with rapt attention. 

How was she making herself understood?? 

From across the table, Armaan tried to hear what she was saying. She was chatting non-stop, her hands moving as she illustrated her point. Occasionally she paused to sip champagne or listen to their response. 

"Clever of you to find a woman who speaks both Tamil and Malayalam" Tanya said "given your business interests with them. Is that how you met? Is she an interpreter or something?" 

Janani spoke Tamil and Malayalam?? 

Unable to hear her above the noise from the surrounding tables, Armaan focused his gaze on her lips and realised that she was indeed speaking a different language 

His hostess was watching him. 

"You didn’t know, did you? Well, if she can persuade them to open their wallets when the charity auction begins, then she’ll certainly get my vote." She said and walked away 

Where had Janani learned to speak their language 

Why hadn’t she mentioned it when he’d told her that they didn’t speak good English and that she wouldn’t be able to communicate without an interpreter? 

 And then he remembered her responding that she wouldn’t need an interpreter. At the time he’d assumed she’d meant that she’d be using sign language and lots of smiles—not once had it occurred to him that she spoke their language. 

"Isn't that Janani Trivedi???" He heard Arjun Shastri asking 

Armaan stiffened 

How does Arjun knows Janani 

Did she have a fling with him too?? 

"You know her???" Armaan asked and held his breath 

Arjun looked a little uncomfortable and then answered vaguely 

"Through a friend. My room mate at university ,Vikram is from Janani's hometown. I have met her a few times" Arjun said avoiding Armaan's eyes 

Armaan tensed hearing the name Vikram 

"Dr Vikram Thakur??" He asked for confirmation and saw the startled look in Arjun's eyes 

"You know about Vikram??" he asked and then sighed in relief 

"That's good anyway. I'm happy that Janani has moved on finally, even though it took two years for her. Don't hurt her Armaan. She had been hurt pretty badly by Vikram. I know you are not into commitment. Don't give her hope" Arjun said and Armaan didn't know what to feel 

Two years he said? 

Wasn't it two years before she came for the surrogacy 

It was in the last two years only there were multiple crimes in her name 

Before two years, she had an absolutely clean chart 

What happened two years ago?? 

Was that heartbreak the reason for her to go off the trails for the last two years 

It seems a very convincing reason 

People behave differently when heartbroken 

Janani might have had a terrible one if she did things so out of her character 

And maybe having Advi brought her back to tracks 

Having Advi might have helped her to get over her heartache 

But the thought of her being so in love with Vikram Thakur brought a strange ache in him 

He sighed 

Now he is making excuses for her behaviour ,great!! 

He is definitely going crazy 

He came out of his mental discussion and saw Janani having a brief talk with Arjun after which she returned back to Rajath Pillai and Raghu Ramaswamy. 

Coffee was served as the auction began and there was a sudden flurry of movement as people swapped seats. 

Her cheeks pink with excitement,Janani swayed to her feet and found her way to the seat next to him. 

"I’m having such a nice time. Those men are so sweet. You should have mentioned how funny they were." 

Armaan tightened his grip on the glass. 

"Just as you should possibly have mentioned the fact that you’re fluent in their language " 

"You were being arrogant and I thought it would be more fun to just surprise you. I thought it might teach you not to underestimate people." Craning her neck, she looked over his shoulder towards the stage and the dance floor. "What’s happening now?" 

Armaan fingered the stem of his glass. 

"I do not underestimate people." 

"Yes, you do. But you probably can’t help it" she said kindly. "Is there going to be dancing?" 

"It’s the auction first. The bidding will raise money for the charity." Armaan was still watching her. "Do you speak any other languages?" 

"A little bit of Kannada and Telugu. So am I allowed to bid for something?" 

"You speak four languages?" 

"Six, if you count Hindi and English. How much am I allowed to bid?" 

"Why didn't you learn any foreign languages??" He asked sarcastically 

"Maa wouldn't allow me to watch foreign movies when I was a kid as they have so much kissing and all" 

"Movies??? Are you telling me that you learned all these languages on your own" he asked and Janani laughed taking another sip of her champagne 

"I'm a movie buff Armaan. And I'm a sucker for south Indian movies. At nursery age when my friends used to watch cartoons I was fascinated by movies and serials." 

Armaan brooded 

Everything about Janani Trivedi is so very contradicting and he is so damn confused 

He was dimly aware of Janani leaning across the table, coaxing the South Indian billionaires into bidding enormous sums of money in the charity auction. 

Even Tanyaa was looking impressed as Janani switched between Tamil Malayalam and Hindi, extracting more money from the billionaires 

If the circumstances had been different, Armaan would have laughed. As it was, he just wanted to leave. 

Armaan watched with a frown as Tanya made sure that Janani's glass was kept topped up. She was drinking the champagne as if it were soda, and he realised that if he didn’t remove her from this table quickly she was going to be drunk. 

As the auction ended and a band started warming up on the stage, Armaan drained his glass and turned to Janani. "We’re leaving." 

"No way. The dancing is about to start" Janani swayed in her seat 

"I’ve never known Armaan to dance. If I didn’t know better, I’d think he didn’t have rhythm." Tanya said looking at Armaan giving him a knowing look and he saw Janani's happy smile falter as she digested the meaning behind those words. 

And as it is an already established fact that he could do anything to make her smile he pulled her into his arms and made his way to the dance floor making people who know Armaan Verma look on in wonder 

"Smile." Armaan said as he slid his arms around her waist 

"What is there to smile about? She’s flaunting the fact she’s had sex with you. She’s vile. And you have no taste. No wonder you’ve never wanted to settle down with anyone if she’s the sort of person you’ve been seeing." Janani said 

She is definitely drunk 

She would have never said that if she is not 

"I have not had sex with her" Armaan breathed, bending his head so that he spoke the words in her ear and couldn’t be overheard. Immediately, her perfume wound itself round his senses. 

"She was trying to cause trouble. Trying to hurt you. Don’t let her. You’re just over-emotional because you’ve had too much champagne. Now smile" 

"Well, if I was really in a relationship with you as she thinks we are, I would have punched her. And I’m not over-emotional, I’m justifiably emotional." She said 

They swayed together on the dance floor on the romantic number 

Armaan felt every cell in his body getting alive as they are plastered to each other chest to chest ,hip to hip. 

Janani hiccuped and then looked at him apologetically 

"Sorry. I may have drunk just a little bit too much champagne—I’ve never had it before and it’s delicious." 

"You’ve never had champagne before?" He asked frowning suspiciously 

"Never." She said leaning her forhead against his chest 

He lifted his hand and removed a strand of hair that have managed to loop itself around his bowtie 

"I think I would better take you home" 

"No way. I want to dance more. I like it here and I have never been to a party like this before" she swayed forcing him to sway along 

Never been to a party like this before?? 

"There is another event tomorrow. I will take you with me for that. And I will make sure to not give you champagne " he muttered the last sentence under his breath 

"I don’t care about tomorrow. I want to live for today. I like this party." She slid her arms around his neck and pressed herself against him, her breath warm against his neck. "Please, Armaan, dance with me. You know you want to." 

He locked his fingers around her wrists, intending to remove her arms, but then she smiled up at him and he found himself so captivated by that smile that instead of removing her arms, he slid his hands down her warm skin. 

Her back was bare, her skin warm and smooth and tempting and raw lust shot through him. Without thinking about what he was doing, Armaan lowered his mouth towards hers. 

"Teri Galiya....galiyaa teri..." 

Armaan froze as she started to sing along 

"Janani" Armaan felt tension prickle down his spine 

"I like singing while dancing" she giggled merrily 

Armaan picked up a drunk Janani in a swift move making her squeal 

She wound her arms tightly around his neck and her face nuzzled against his neck increasing the tension in Armaan's body 

"You smell so good" she mumbled making him groan as he took long strides across the hall 

As soon as he dumped her in her room he could have a cold cold shower 

Driving with a drunk Janani in the passenger seat singing nursery rhymes to herself, he cursed under his breath 

He had no idea Janani had such a low tolerance for alcohol 

Once he dropped her in her room and turned to go he heard her wailing loudly 

"Where are my babies??" She asked looking around the room 

"They are sleeping Janani. You too go to sleep" Armaan said 

"Sleeping?? Without me?? I want to see my babies" she cried and he sighed in frustration 

What had he brought upon himself 

"You will wake them up Janani" he tried to make her understand 

"I won't" she said straightening up and placing her index finger on her lips indicating that she would be silent 

She is not going to lie down without seeing them 

So he took her to Ava's room where both Ava and Advi are cuddled together with pillow walls around them and Mrs Seth on her bed already sleeping 

They walked in without waking them and stood there looking contentedly at the children 

Armaan felt the scene too intimate 

He wanted this forever ,the unbidden thought rushed into his mind and Janani chose that moment to lean her head on to his shoulders 

"Don't take my babies away from me Armaan" she mumbled before passing out 

He silently picked her up and carried her to her room and placed her on the bed 

He unhooked the buttons of her dress to make her more comfortable without removing the dress and he covered her with the duvet 

He slowly tucked the wayward fringes of her hair behind her ears and bent down to press a light kiss on her forehead 

"Why are you so difficult to understand Janani??"

Janani Trivedi has something that is very very precious to Armaan Verma. So when Armaan storms into her life to reclaim what's his, Janani let's the forbidding businessman believe the worst of her

Though Janani Trivedi seems gentler that Armaan has known of, he's resolved to make her pay. 

Let's see what happens when Janani's secret is out!! 
Or how the formidable businessman works it out

PS : Inspired from Mills and Boon

As said by ALMIGHTY GOD, GODOPEDIAOLOGY decided to find solution for finishing sin, so he decided to start it in his own house. He decided to stay in his house for one complete day and night without doing any other work.
             
He got bored and decided to watch television and enjoyed watching songs. The songs were picturised in many places and since the television was a 50 inch big one and the songs were HD quality he felt like he was in those videos amongst the actors and actresses happily singing with his them he enjoyed for 4 hrs and then for the next 8 long hrs he enjoyed all sports, cartoons, movie trailers and their makings and best romantic movies.

The next thing that he felt like trying was series(serials). He for some strange reasons couldn't sustain even for one complete hour. He switched off the television and felt that all the programs had some percent of sin which varied but it was the daily soaps(serials) that really blasted his brain into pieces.

The series explained all types of sin. It gave them ideas of various sins and how it can be committed. Though the serials weren't given any grade like A, B, U/A and so on, still the idea of watching series proved as the worstest nightmare for him.

GODOPEDIAOLOGY understood that since the series were not censored like movies and just because it didn't have a censor committee as movies, the writer of all the mega series have written all shit imagination and are provoking sin amongst the people who watch it, not even sparing small childrens. The series explained everything in detail and even gave all criminal ideas like HOW A SIN CAN BE PERFORMED IN VARIOUS STYLE AND HOW CAN WE ESCAPE THE LAW BY USING ITS LOOPHOLES. The author concluded that SIN STARTS FROM THIS DAILY SERIES AND PEOPLE ARE GAINING MORE AND MORE BAD  KNOWLEDGE & IDEAS AFTER WATCHING IT, THEREBY INCREASING THE TRP RATE OF BOTH SIN AND VIEWERSHIP But the funny thing is that the GOVERNMENT IS CLOSING ITS EYES AND EVEN AFTER SO MANY YEARS TILL NOW NO ONE HAVE MADE OUT THIS SIMPLE ACT OF SIN WHICH HAS BECOME TOO BIG NOW, JUST LIKE A CANCER AND NOW NEITHER THE PRODUCERS NOR THE CHANNELS STOP RELAYING IN, NOR THE GOVERNMENT WILL STOP IT BECAUSE BOTH OF THEM ARE EARNING NICE INCOME IN THE FORM OF ADVERTISEMENTS, WHEREIN THE MODELS ARE THE PERFORMER AND PRODUCER ARE MONEY EARNERS AND WE VIEWERS ARE THE JOKERS.

So now GODOPEDIAOLOGY understand why HIS MASTER ALMIGHTY GOD ASKED HIM TO FIRST CLEAN UP THE GARBAGE. IF THIS GARBAGE ITSELF IS SO MUCH THEN HOW ABOUT OTHER GARBAGE OF THE WORLD. ONLY GOD ALONE KNOWS. Anyhow the bad time for GODOPEDIAOLOGY has already started and he doesn't know how long will it Haunt him.

So the moral of the story is YOU PAY FOR SOMEONE ELSE MISTAKES. Really it is matter of pity for GODOPEDIAOLOGY, Only ALMIGHTY GOD can save him.

Inter-planetary Fund's Meche Assis felt that he had taken on a thorny assignment. After considering many candidates, consulting with his superiors, and many discussions with Little Bear, Meche Assis called over his own son Danke Assis.
Having just returned home from boat races on the sea with his rowdy friends, Danke received a phone call from his father and was called over. He wondered what important matter was going on that required his father to call him so urgently. Danke hadn't been stirring up trouble, and there hadn't been any big matters at home.
Danke was pondering over the reason why his father had called him over as he arrived at the Inter-planetary Fund Headquarters. He stepped into the office belonging to Director General Meche Assis and saw a little kid dressed like a bear seated on the sofa. A thought immediately rose into his head. Where did this kid come from?!
He swept a doubting gaze at his father before continuing to stare at the kid.
Meche Assis coughed lightly and introduced him. "This is Little Bear. Bring him around to have fun for a few days."
Danke wasn't happy. "Whose kid is this? How many days is 'a few days'?"
Meche raised his hand at pointed upwards.
Danke's pupils shrank and he sat straight, immediately dispelling his previously sloppy manner. His was excited. This was an assignment from the top brass. Wasn't it just to bring a kid to have fun? He might not do for other stuff, but when it came to having fun, this was his specialty. Being given this assignment meant that the top brass had taken note of him. Perhaps he could enter the core management level even earlier. His siblings hadn't even managed to squeeze in yet!
"Take him along for a week first. Bring him anywhere he wishes to go," Meche said.
"Just one week? Not a problem!" Danke glanced at the little kid on the sofa watching him and accepted this assignment right away.
Meche had a complicated look as he watched his son. He opened his mouth to speak and then hesitated before finally saying, "Do… do your best."
"Don't worry. Isn't it just having fun and making merry? I can arrange for that!"
"No, you don't have to bother about food and drink. He will tell you if he wants anything. All you have to do is accompany him wherever he wants to have fun at. Don't worry about anything else." Meche exhorted him to take note of a few matters.
Although Danke had his suspicious, he knew that he shouldn't probe more into matters concerning the upper echelons of the Inter-planetary Fund. If he asked around too much, perhaps he might not make it into the core management.
"Alright, understood!" Danke promised. "I will definitely complete the assignment!"
Danke walked over to the sofa. He bent down and flashed what he reckoned was his warmest smile. "Hello, I am Danke Assis. You are called Little Bear, right?"
Little Bear studied Danke for a bit before smiling innocently. "Hello Dan Dan."
Danke: "…" This kid isn't lovable at all.
However, no matter what his first impression was, Danke had accepted this assignment. He picked up the luggage with a fierce looking bear head that his father had carried over before bring Little Bear out.
After entering a car, Danke asked, "Where shall we go to have fun first?"
"First, let's fly once around Huangcheng." Little Bear replied.
"Alright." Danke wouldn't even have any complaints even if they were to fly once around the entire Huangzhou, let alone just the capital city of Huangcheng. After all, there would definitely be benefits for doing so. He would treat this little kid belonging to some great leader just like how he would treat his ancestors.
Meche stood at the window of his office as he watched a flashy flying car rise and fly into the distance. He sighed and wondered how many days his son would be able to handle this superintelligence for.
Two days later.
Meche was looking through some documents when he heard that Danke was looking for him. He wasn't too astonished and told his assistant to send Danke in.
"Father——"Danke dragged his voice in a miserable manner when he entered. He knelt down and hugged Meche's thigh. "You are my own father!"
There was a greenish bruise around one of his eyes. The word "B*stard" was written across his face and his delicately arranged bangs was a mess. Danke's eyes were also shimmering with tears. 
Danke took one look and sighed. "Tell me the truth."
Danke exhaled and pointed to the words on his face. "I lost in a game."
He then pointed to his eye with the bruise. "My tone was a little unpleasant when I was shaken awake, so I got hit. Father, how old is this kid? His strength is really off the charts!"
He had been beat in a game and had even lost in terms of strength to a kid. This was really the first time Danke had ever suffered such a heavy blow.
Meche knew his own son best and knew that Danke's words could only be believed to a certain extent. Danke was surely hit because he had lazed in bed and had put on an attitude while getting up.
Superintelligence could be used as a fighting weapon. Thus, Danke's bruised eye couldn't even be considered playing around.
Therefore, Meche only replied to Danke's tearful complaints with a heartless, "Oh" followed by, "Since you can't accomplish this assignment, I will just hand it to someone else…"
"Don't!" Danke blurted out hurriedly. He didn't really want to give up on this assignment. He had only come over to let his father and the Inter-planetary Fund leaders know that this little kid was a handful as well as to let them know how tough it was on him.
"Dad, is that really from the great leader's family?" Danke asked in a hush tone.
"Mmm." Meche nodded.
"Kids of the great leader's family are really extraordinary." Danke put on a serious expression, stood up, and smoothed his messy hair. "Don't you worry, I can still persevere!"
"With these acting skills, even if you don't get into the core management, you can still try your hand in acting." Meche said with a wooden face.
"Hehe." Danke giggled as he jumped up and loosened his arms. "I will be heading back first. I have given the broadcast video platform's account to that little kid to watch serials. He likes 'Founding Era'. The full series should be able to keep him busy for quite a long time."
The moment he had mentioned the full series of "Founding Era", Danke had felt that his own resourcefulness deserved to be praised. How am I so smart! He reckoned that the little kid wouldn't have even completed watching a chapter by the time this assignment was over!
"Don't imagine him being too simple! You… do your best." Meche emphasized once more.
"Hey, don't you worry!"
Danke waved his hands and hurried back. He had taken the opportunity to come over and show his presence while that bear child was watching the serial. However, when he returned home, Danke realized that this bear child's speed at watching serials was a little too fast.
When Danke had left, the kid had been watching the "Founding Era Xizhou Chapter". How had it become the "Yanzhou Chapter" when he got back?
Hadn't he been gone for only an hour?
He took a look at Little Bear, who seemed like he was about to cry while watching the "Yanzhou Chapter".
Danke changed to a pair of slippers before coming back to the room and saw that Little Bear's eyes that had been teary and red had returned back to normal. There wasn't any trace that he had been about to cry!
Danke was astonished. So tears can really be stifled!
He suffered yet another blow. This little kid actually had better acting skills than him!
"Really well-acted!" Little Bear exclaimed. 
"Of course, take a look at 'Founding Era's' cast and crew! Oh right, Little Bear, after watching so many episodes, who is your favorite actor or actress?" Danke returned back to the moment and asked.
"Fang Zhao!"
"Fang Zhao? Why?"
"Real!"
"Sss, aren't actors all acting? How can that be real?"
"Then his acting is the most realistic."
"What does a kid know about being real or not?"
"I want his autograph!"
"Don't have it… I will help you purchase one online."
"I want to take a photograph with him!"
"He is on a foreign planet filming and can't return… Why? Have you learned from others to chase stars? Chasing stars will make you brainless!" Danke tried to frighten Little Bear.
"Oh, so you have chased stars before?" Little Bear asked.
"… What do you mean by that?!" This brat is totally not adorable at all!!
Seeing that Little Bear wasn't replying, Danke asked, "Will you be continuing to watch the series, or do you want to do something else?"
"Watch the series."
"Alright, you go on watching. Call me if you need anything. There's food in the refrigerator. Help yourself if you get hungry or thirsty. I will be returning to my room to catch up on some sleep first."
Little Bear's only raised his hand to wave Danke off, his eyes remaining fixated on the screen.
Danke returned to his room to shower and washed the markings off of his face. He applied some medicine to his bruised eye and took a nice afternoon nap. When he got up, he discovered the bear child watching a concert. A video of Fang Zhao's concert.
Danke yawned and muttered to himself, "No longer binging the series. Kids sure are fickle."
Danke was jolted awake by the shock he got when browsing through the history of his video broadcasting platform account. The full series comprising of every episode from each chapter of "Founding Era" had been completed. Even those edits and interviews had also been searched for and watched.
Danke took a look at the time. He double checked that he had only slept for two hours and not two months!
Danke wondered whether that kid had just fast-forwarded through the videos. Danke stretched his neck out to observe and saw that the bear kid was really watching the concert attentively and didn't seem to have any intention to fast-forward. Thus, Danke left the projection room and sent his father a message.
[That bear kid is chasing stars now. Will that be a problem?]
Meche immediately returned with a video call.
"What's going on?"
"It's like this. Do you see? He is currently watching Fang Zhao's concert video and even said that he wants Fang Zhao's autograph and a photograph with Fang Zhao. I reckon that he will want to find Fang Zhao when he returns back from filming… Dad, what's wrong?! He's just chasing a star. Why does it seem like it scares you so…"
On the other end, Inter-planetary Fund Director General Meche Assis who had been entrusted with this important assignment turned pale and broke out in cold sweat. He didn't reply to Danke's question immediately and sent a message after ending the video call. 
[Don't let him get close to Fang Zhao during the assignment period! No, make him stay far away! Don't let him get close!]
Meche was worried. Little Bear looked human, but he had the kernel of a superintelligence. Meche was worried that Fang Zhao's ears would detect something if he were close enough.
Danke frowned when he received his father's message. He studied the little figure in the projection room a few times.
"*Cough*, Little Bear, let's change a star to chase. What do you think of that…"
"News just came out. Fang Zhao donated tens of billions to Bu Base," Little Bear blurted out abruptly.
"WHAT?!"
Danke was so stunned by this news that he totally forgot what he wanted to say. After searching online, Danke discovered that this news was true, and various authoritative media outlets had already reported on it. There were two news items regarding Bu Base. One was that Bu Base would become the third strategic military location and that the planet was being sealed for developments. The second was that Fang Zhao had donated the entirety of his monetary reward for the Alkaid's discovery to Bu Base.
"Is this person stupid? Is he soft in the head?"
The monetary reward was so much, and he donated every single cent to Planet Bu? Couldn't he exchange it for something more valuable?
Danke just couldn't understand. Was it worth it?
At the same time in Yanzhou's Yanbei retirement facility, Great-grandfather Fang had also seen this news. His hand twirling the walnuts trembled. His lips quivered and his mind was filled with thoughts that Little Zhao had been pressured and swindled. 
Great-grandfather Fang, who chose to be mindlessly biased, cried, "My Little Zhao has surely been wronged!"
He has been tremendously wronged!
Bad intentions! They all have bad intentions!!


"Every time background music plays in my head, I feel like there is nothing to be afraid of." —Fang Zhao
Toward the end of the apocalyptic period, Fang Zhao lost his life. However, instead of dying, he found himself 500 years later in the body of a young and aspiring composer who shared the same name. Having received a second chance at life, Fang Zhao sets out to achieve the previous owner's dreams.
Armed with the experience of living through an apocalyptic age and his profession as a composer before that period, Fang Zhao uses his talent, wits, and knowledge to make his mark in the entertainment industry of the future.

How I Should Snatch Fifty Percent Business?
 
Qingling was sitting in her office and waiting for her business advisor, few days ago as soon as she was told about her shares in the inheritance she was like a fish out of water, all the time she kept dreaming that seventy to eighty percent wealth would be under her hands but what could she do to the old brain of her deceased husband, he stabbed her through leaving this horrible will. 
 
 
 
She was left to worry to maintain her lifestyle and image, there was another thorn and it was the first miss of the Qin family, her step daughter Shuqin.
 
 
But for now, she called her business advisor to ask about the heir of the fifty percent shares, she could tackle her step daughter whenever she want later. 
 
 
There was knock and a middle aged man entered in the spacious office, it was one of the main office of the Qin business empire, and she was using it as her personal office being owner of the thirty percent shares and business. 
She gestured him to sit, he was experienced advisor working under the Qin business and his opinion can be considered valuable. 
 
 
"I wanted to know who is the heir of the Qin business empire?" she immediately asked, one could feel the impatience in her tone. 
 
 
Living for many years with her husband, she was well aware about almost all of the Qin household and how things work in this noble family yet she never come across anyone who could inherit the business if she happened to know before, she would have taken some precautionary steps long ago, but what could be done now, she could have killed that heir only if she knew who it was. 
 
 
 
"This would be little difficult to investigate since the disclosure of the will has taken place, now it is the responsibility of the chosen people to protect and keep hidden the heir until the time comes," the advisor spoke, the internal matters of the business were handed to a completely different set of people who were working for the Qin Group for generations so they were loyal to their bones. 
 
 
"If you find any information regarding this heir, do let me know," Qingling ordered him. 
 
"There is a way to know it early, keep look out the steward, he must be aware about the heir and his whereabouts," she remembered something and ordered again, the steward was handling most of the business, it was impossible that he don't know either about heir. 
 
 
….
 
Shuqin and Mihu were preparing for the last two theories.
 
Mihu was looking at Shuqin because she don't agree at what she just said, "That Yushan, you should carefully decide about him, whenever I encounter him, I feel evil vibes coming from him," Mihu truthfully spoke, she cannot hide it from her friend anymore since she told that they were getting married the next week. 
 
 
"Evil vibes? That's because you are watching some soup serial these days?" Shuqin knew that her friend like to watch serials some times so she took as her concern only. 
 
 
"I am all busy around you or the study, where is this much time for me to watch serials?" Mihu pressed her lips, she knew it would jolt her friend but she cannot let her friend be trapped or framed. 
 
 
"If you are worried, we will see whether Yushan has a girlfriend and cheating me?" Shuqin suggested, according to all the soup serials stories which Mihu used to tell, this was the dominant theme of every serial so Shuqin thought Mihu was thinking the same way. 
 
 
"Hah, you are not taking it serious," Mihu put aside her book and spoke like spoiled brat. 
 
"If I took it serious, I might have to visit the hospital again," Shuqin laughed thinking that she made a good joke. 
 
"Ah, stop this silly joke, I am going to visit my home and we'll meet tomorrow in the exam hall," she stood up and left after giving instructions to the maid, she knew her friend was not nifty and never expect others to be crafty, this was the reason that she was unable to see through the mask of her fiancé. 
 
 
 
She could only hope for good in the end. 
 
Shuqin sighed, she could also feel something off about Yushan recently but she thought that it was due to the recent unpleasant encounter, it will be fine once she got married and his overly possession was satisfied. 
 
 
But she has less concerns for her wedding, she was more worried for her business plan which should start right after her exams, she was much excited to begin her business and fill the promise which she made to her father, that one day she would set up her own business empire and be successful, her father was much happy to know how enthusiastically she was planning for her future.

[Check out my #WSA story 'The Player's System'] 

A wicked and greedy hunter who intentionally triggered the broken morgue in search of treasure. He was cursed by the aura of death. Being the high level hunter he was given a chance to cast this curse onto someone else and save himself. He disguised himself in an old woman and stopped a youth walking on the street. 

To be college student and getting good grades is not enough if you cannot hunt monsters.
Bam*
“I am your opponent and enemy, you have choice whether to level up or face brutal death in front of your younger sibling. I choose you as my target to sacrifice in place of my mistake and crime. I have offended the ancient sacred soul of Hunter Monarch."

“What, why and why in front of younger sibling? How do you know him and who the hell are you?" The youth was forced to drag through the portal and enter in unknown world. 
(Note: if you are fan of OP MC from the very start of the story then you should not try this.)
Author
_Sha
Story: Original
Updates: 2/daily

Discord Link: https://discord.gg/U6CHayC

I was 9 years old when my father transferred me from our local Malayalam medium school to the nearby Convent school. With my limited knowledge of 26 alphabets and a handful of words , I was the oddball , trapped in an alien world where everything happened in English. On my first day our class teacher asked me to introduce myself. I stood before the whole class , not knowing what to do. 
       " M-my name is...Nidhi Mariyam George...." I heared my own voice saying. And then I stood there , overwhelmed by the expectent eyes. so helpless. My eyes stinging with a warmth that threatened to overflow at any moment. With my everything I held those tears back. I just didn't want to be the crybaby above everything else.
         Then one day during the lunch break I found myself in the middle of a few of my fellow classmates. I have always been a slow and light eater. But my mom being mom , stuffed extra rice and curry everyday. There I sat before them, forcing all the unwanted food down my throat, along with the fear of being scolded by the teacher, along with the shame and hurt of being forced and threatened.
        Later that evening, I finally broke down before dad, and let out all the pent up frustration, hurt, alienation of the past weeks. I cried and begged , forgoing my pride, to let me transfer back to my previous school, or to another or any Malayalam medium school. He just sat there supporting my head on his shoulder, patting my back, but didn't say anything else but a clear no. 
      That weekend I found an 'English to Malayalam 'dictionary on my table and a few basic grammer books. The lost and humiliated me took to learn from the dictionary, word by word. One page from my science book everyday, for the science teacher was the kindest soul I found in there, the only one who took some extra time to give another explanation for me, in Malayalam. I didn't want to disappoint her.

Life, for Nidhi was a journey from one mask to another. She was happy or cold, crazy at times, reckless at others, funny and talkative or silent and broody, indifferent or charming, juggling across names and personas. She walked on and on, but ended up at the same places, only to realize the path was one big wide circle.
One of those days, the fine thread that held , everything she deemed unrequited, locked away, snaps. Time to face herself.
This is Nidhy's journey through self deception, identity crisis, depression, failures, towards reality, dreams, success and love. She sets out to see the world, meet people, to share, to learn, to rebel, to redeem, to find, to create a space and an identity for herself.

....... excerpt......

I was craving some grilled sandwich, since afternoon. So, as soon as the clock struck five, I set out , to my newest favourite sandwich shop in the city. I was the first customer of the day. The owner along with her friends who were having a conversation welcomed me and I placed my order. They decided to invite me into the conversation and I decided to play my usual game. Lost Tourist :)

" your name ? 

"Anjana" I flashed my most innocent smile. They all introduced themselves.

"so, are you from outside Kerala ? "

You see, my accent is the biggest aid to my disguises. No one, ever, believes that I understand and speak Malayalam, even though am a native who never even travelled outside the state.

"no. am from Mumbai" I lie easily.

"oh, where in Mumbai ?" the handsomest hunk

"ahhhhm, Andheri ??"

"that's great" says the owner who goes straight into the kitchen to bring the chef back with her. 
" he is also from Andheri "

Am already struck in the head. What's the possibility of meeting a person from a place you randomly choose ????
"aha...!" I give him a stiff smile. No, don't ask me questions. I would never say Andheri in this lifetime, I swear!

"Andheri West or East ?"  now the chef.

Can I take it back ? Can I ? How would I know if Andheri has west , east, south or north...? I mean, generally there are four directions,,,,,,sigh,,, let's take a pic.
"Andheri west"

"awesome, I was born and brought up in there . So where exactly in Andheri west ?"

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

On Saturday, April 19th, at Feng Bujue's home, Xiao Tan, Master Bao, and Brother Jue were seated on the sofa in the living room, staring at the television. The table before them was filled with take-out, bought with the fee that Brother Jue had earned from his writing and TV appearance. Feng Bujue had already connected a video file on his laptop onto the television, so he could watch it directly from the TV. The content of this video was the episode for 'I Am a Writer' that he had recorded one week earlier.
"The episode will be aired next Friday, and this is… an hour long precut version. During the actual showing, it will be cut down to forty-five minutes." Feng Bujue raised the remote and said before pressing the button, "Are you sure you want to watch this?"
"Stop wasting time," Master Bao urged. "Hurry up. My wife is waiting for me at home for dinner."
Xiao Tan was also excited. "Quick, this is the first time someone I know has been on TV."
"Alright… fine." Feng Bujue pressed the button. Strange images from horror movies appeared on the screen, but this only continued for one or two seconds. This was probably a file problem. After all, this was not the final version, so it was normal for there to be problems. The video started for real. The camera panned from above, pulling closer to the center of the stage. Over the years, the lighting managers for variety shows appeared to have lost their mind. They did not seem satisfied until they blinded the eyes of all the viewers, and that was also the case with this show. The spotlights on the stage flickered, and the camera moved with them.
The contestants' corner was dim. Seven contestants sat next to each other with one meter between them, and each of them had a panel before them. The light hit them from a strange angle so that the audience could see their outline clearly but not their faces. As the music began, a host walked onto the stage. Compared to a certain fatty from the Death Quiz, this host was more believable. He was dressed in a casual tux and had an earpiece in. He walked steadily to the middle of the stage. After he stood still, he raised his arms. The spotlights stopped and gathered on him. The host bowed lightly and said, "Welcome to I Am a Writer. I am your host, Oscar."
Two seconds later, the lights lit up the whole stage and the audience, but the contestants' corner was still dim, like they were shooting a horror movie. Oscar was obviously just a stage name. Nowadays, people could accept any stage name as long as it was not Jin Fugui.
"Alright, audience members, I bet everyone has been waiting a long time for this…" Oscar turned to raise his arm at the contestants. "We have seven contestants with us today, and we have met six of them already. I believe the audience will be able to tell who they are from their shadows…"
"How come the second thing out of the host's lips is 'everyone has been waiting a long time for this'?" Xiao Tan asked.
"Because in the official version, before Oscar said that, he had to go through a long list of sponsors," Feng Bujue explained. "In today's variety shows, most of the segments are recorded separately. Due to intonation and time-handling, there have to be multiple takes.
"After each break for advertisement, the host has to slip in certain advertisement slogans from the sponsors. Some of them can be quite long. These won't be recorded live but added later."
"Is that so?" Xiao Tan sighed. "It's not easy to be a host."
"Shush, it's time to introduce the contestants," Master Bai reminded him.
In the image, the lights near the first contestant lit up. It was male youth with spectacles. He was around thirty, slightly rotund, and dressed casually. Oscar took out the question cards from his pocket and started to make the introduction. Of course, he was introducing everyone by their penname. "Contestant Number 1, Xuan Tianzong, a famous online author. Even though he is only thirty-two, he has about ten books with more than two million words. His works are very popular and have been adapted into games, movies, dramas, and so on… It's one of the few authors whose income can go above ten million RMB. Here's the comment from our main editor—smooth writing style, great characterization, fulfilling plot, the best Xuanhuan[1] writer we have today."
The host paused, and without the order from the set director, the audience gave a thunderous applause. Then the second contestant's area was lit up. It was also a male youth, with medium frame, who looked several years older than Xuan Tianzong. His spectacle design and fashion choice appeared more mature.
"Our second contestant is Ba Shan Pin, a well-known online author. He's thirty-three and has five long historical novels under his belt. Our main editor's comment—knowledgeable in his craft, his works have a deep foundation. It shows that he is very constant reader."
The applause received by Ba Shan Pin was equally thunderous.
"Our third contestant is Vegetable Fruit. A known author and the holder of many records. He started his career when he was eighteen, and most of his works are themed in the city lifestyle and magic. In the past ten years, he has published about 27,000,000 words and has the record of uploading every single day. He is a familiar name on the best seller ranking. Main editor's comment—the writing style is even and honest. The author is good at managing the plot's pacing. The king of plot! A hardworking genius."
Vegetable Fruit was twenty-eight and was quite handsome. He had the largest number of fans. Since he appeared, the applause and yelling had not stopped.
"The fourth contestant and our only female contestant, Mo Buxiang. Her age, like all women… is unknown." Oscar turned to the camera and laughed. Laughter came from the audience as well. Mo Buxiang's hair was in a ponytail, and she looked quiet and reserved. Even though she was not a great beauty, she looked photogenic with some make-up. "She started writing five years ago and has six known works under her name. They include supernatural, modern, game, historical, romance, and Xianxia[2], six genres. They have all been published physically, and she was last year's highest grossing female author. Main editor's comment—graceful style, and her genre is forever changing. It is little wonder that she is known as a literary genius."
Thunderous applause came from the audience. Even though Mo Buxiang did not have as many diehard fans as the previous contestants, many male audience members chose to support her as their second choice.
The fifth contestant was shown, also a male. He was about thirty and had classic African American curls. He wore sunglasses indoor and looked quite muscular.
"Fifth contestant, Onto the Field. An online author and editor for a famous sports magazine. He has thirteen short novellas in the sports genre. His style is more realistic in setting. With his professional knowledge, he is well loved by sports fans," Oscar said. "Main editor's comment—an author who knows what he's writing about. The best of the best in his genre, that is undeniable."
After the applause ended, the sixth contestant showed himself. He looked quite similar to Xuan Tianzong, but in terms of presence and fashion sense, he looked older.
"Sixth contestant, Soda. A known online writer, famous for his supernatural and ghost stories. He has seven long novels, and they have all been claimed as classics. He is well known in and out of the industry and is called our generation's master of horror," Oscar said. "Main editor's comment—Soda's every story will be able to evoke the deepest fear in the readers' heart. The details are specific and ghastly. The title 'Master of Horror' is not without its reason."
"Oh, it's coming!" Xiao Tan got excited because he felt like it was about to be Brother Jue's turn.
Suddenly, the camera zoomed in to give Oscar a closeup. "Audience members, our seventh contestant is a newcomer. This stage is cruel, and someone will be eliminated every episode. The elimination rate of newcomers is as high as fifty percent this season…"
He created a nervous atmosphere so that people would anticipate this newcomer. "Will he successfully stay for another day, or will he disappear like a comet crossing the sky? Let's find out…"
Applause boomed through the crowd, and the spotlights hit everywhere. Finally, the stage plunged into darkness, and the applause stopped. The spotlights suddenly all gathered on Feng Bujue. Even though Feng Bujue only glanced at the camera with a bored expression, the audience still gifted him with great applause and cheer.
"Actually, when the show started recording, the audience entered the hall at the same time as the contestants, so they knew who I was early on," Feng Bujue explained while destroying the mood. "This kind of reaction that you see is purposely arranged by the set director. Even if no one knew me, the reaction would be the same."
In the camera, Oscar waited for the audience to finish before speaking again. "Oh, our seventh contestant looks very young."
Even though he had chatted with Feng Bujue before the recording, he still acted like this was the first time that they had met. "I believe some people in our audience have recognized him already. Some might have read his books but have not seen him in person. Well, who is it?"
This had dragged out long enough. It was time to give the answer. Oscar pulled out the cue card to read. "Seventh contestant, Bujue, known detective novel writer. He has published twelve detective novels and has serials on the internet, in newspapers, and in magazines. His style is often humorous and unique. Be it long or short novels, the plot will always surprise the readers."
Oscar put down the card to say, "Contestant Bujue, you are recommended by all three of our main editors. They are all your fans."
"Is that so?" Feng Bujue answered casually.
"Main editor's comment," Oscar continued, "if you're good enough but you can't shine, make sure you are irreplaceable."
"Ha ha…" Feng Bujue's lips twitched.
"Based on our show's habit, every episode we will allow the newcomer to set the episode's theme." He walked to Feng Bujue's podium. "Contestant Bujue, you have three minutes to consider. In the meantime, we will enter the commercials."
"What did you set?" Xiao Tan asked.
Feng Bujue did not answer and pointed at the screen. This version did not have commercials, so after a quick change of scene, it was time to reveal the answer. Oscar moved to stand beside Feng Bujue and saw the words that he had written on the panel. Then, his expression shifted slightly as he sneaked a look at Feng Bujue with a strange color in his eyes.
"Alright, let's take a look. The theme that Bujue has given us this week on I Am a Writer is…"
Oscar was a professional host. As ridiculous as what Feng Bujue had written was, Oscar appeared calm on the surface.
As the host raised his hand, what Feng Bujue had written down appeared on the large screen.
"Feel free to roast."
[1] Xuanhuan is a sub-genre of Chinese fantasy fiction.
[2] Xianxia is another sub-genre of Chinese fantasy fiction.


This is a game beyond dimension–the pursuit of truth. 
The unknown seal, the gambit between gods and demons… 
The defiance against data, the retribution of human… 
In a virtual world connected with reality, consciousness dictates us, consciousness chooses us, and consciousness dictates our consciousness. 
Now, throw away you fear. 
Throw away your selfish interest, question, and disbelief… Free your thought. 
Welcome to Thriller Paradise. 
Feng Bujue lost his ability to fear because of an unknown psychological disorder. Through a virtual reality game designed for players to experience fright and despair, he began his search for his lost fear. Could he finally regain his ability to fear? Could he outwit the scenarios presented to him? Could he finally uncover the truth hidden inside Thriller Paradise?  


In the room.

Zhang Ye did some research on Weiwo's video website.

The front page was very clean, beautiful and well organized. The website was similar to other traditional sites with animations, music and other things. But the one thing that was different was they had a schedule of Weiwo's program listings placed in an eye catching area of the page. Zhang Ye clicked on it and he had a look. He browsed through the programs and felt that there wasn't much difference to a traditional television station. They had singing programs, news programs and also some syndicated television serials. The difference was that the production value was cheaper. After all, the funding couldn't compare to a television station, so a program's equipment and setup were also sacrificed.

"News Report" — 110,000 views.

"My Music Period Episode 124" — 80,000 views.

"Celebrity Interview Episode 69" — 7,113,000 views.

The views were pathetic and there were not many programs. Most of the programs had only around tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of views only. But there was also another extremity like Weiwo WebTV's star program, 'Celebrity Interview'. The latest episode had over 7 million views. Even for someone like Zhang Ye, whose poems had view rates of several million, was shocked. He understood that for his poems, the viewing rates were slightly boosted by the fact that anyone who came across it would register as a view. They might not have read it nor even liked it. But for a program like "Celebrity Interview" with so many episodes, these numbers were the real deal!

Why was it so popular?

Zhang Ye clicked on it to take a look. This was a program that was broadcasted weekly. It was always broadcasted on a weekend and every episode had guests who were usually foreigners.

Doyle?

Fries?

David Charter?

Zhang Ye did not know any of them, so he copied their names and did a search online. He was shocked by the search results, these people were all celebrities from America and Europe! From S-Listers to B-Listers. There were actors! There were singers! There were models! The least well-known ones were also newcomers who were in the top 5 of those American or European music charts! There were also a number of local celebrities. Like the one his mother liked a lot, a B-Lister comedian. He was the guest for the previous episode!

Holy sh*t!

They could invite so many of these people?

What kind of a social contacts and background did this online portal have!?

But from another perspective, it could be seen how much development potential WebTV had. It was a new media that was independent of television stations!

But even with many transformations, the core remained the same. Upon some research by Zhang Ye, he realized that his previous world also had something similar. Like those online drama serials or talent shows. Didn't they also produce a new episode first on the web daily or weekly? The logic was the same. However, this world had consolidated it to form a series of television programs. And these programs were much more focused in breadth, forming a solid link between them.

......

"Little Ye."

"Yeah, I'm here."

"Come out for dinner."

"Oh, I'll be right out."

Zhang Ye switched off his computer, went out to the living room and sat down.

His mom had finished preparing dinner, "Go wash your hands before eating!"

But Zhang Ye did not move, he remain seated on his chair, "Dad, mom, I have something to discuss with you. A CEO from a WebTV portal called me earlier to invite me to join them as a host. The remuneration is good, but I would have to work in Shanghai. So I might not be back here in the short term."

His mother exclaimed, "You have a job now? That's so good. Go on, go on. Everyone is worried about you. Your dad and I will not miss you."

Zhang Ye, "... "

His father said, "Your career is more important. You can decide for yourself."

Zhang Ye said, "Sure, if you have no objections, then I will go?"

"Go on, go on. WebTV has been emerging in recent years. I heard that if you do well as a WebTV host, your fame will be even greater than a traditional television host." His mother did know a little.

That was true. Didn't Gao Xiaosong emerge this way too in his previous world?

Zhang Ye was calm, "That's if it works out. But the risks are high as well. WebTV is not a good platform to stand out on. The competition is too high and if my program does not do well, then my reputation would crumble. I can go, but I really need to think about what program I will do." It was easy to choose a program to do, shows like "Lecture Room" had been tried and tested back in his previous world. They were mature programs. But to make a program for age specific viewers of WebTV, Zhang Ye was undecided on what kind of a program to do. This decision was very vital.

His mother gave him a pair of chopsticks, "Think slowly, my son will definitely not have a problem."

After dinner, Zhang Ye called Victoria to inform her of his decision to join them.

Shortly after hanging up, a male staff contacted him and told him that a plane ticket had been booked for tomorrow. He asked if the timing was a problem, if it was, he would do the necessary changes. Zhang Ye hesitated a little and decided that he will go tomorrow as he had been idling for too long already.

His mother said surprised, "Leaving tomorrow already?"

Zhang Ye nodded, "It seems like they are quite urgent about this. I suppose they need to get a program up quickly, so they want me to go over sooner to help out."

"Then quickly get your luggage packed." his mother urged.

Zhang Ye did not know to laugh or cry, "Mom, at least try to keep me here!"

His mother explained logically, "As the mom of a celebrity, I have to be reasonable. Son, mom understands, go quickly and become an A-Lister so that I can go and show off to people!"

His father said, "Come back when you have the time, it's not far by plane or train."

"Sure, if I am free, I will come home." Zhang Ye bade farewell to his parents and went downstairs.

On the car, Zhang Ye thought for a moment before taking his phone out to send Zhang Yuanqi a message: I am going to develop my career in Shanghai for a while. I won't be home for the short term.

In the past, Zhang Yuanqi would never return Zhang Ye's messages. But today, he was surprised to receive one. It was just a one worded reply — OK.

Zhang Ye was afraid that the Heavenly Queen would come to his apartment, so he figured that it would be good to notify her. Putting his phone aside, he drove off straight for Jiaomen.

......

In the district.

The moon was out, the skies were misty.

Back at his rented apartment, Zhang Ye's began packing his luggage. He put his clothes and socks in. He finished packing and ended up with 2 big luggages. Seeing the clock on the wall, it was almost 9PM.

Ring, ring, ring.

A few calls were connected.

The first call came from the eldest of his younger cousin sisters, "Brother, I heard that you are going to Shanghai? Have you packed? Do you need me to help you pack?"

Zhang Ye was pleased and said, "No need, I have finished packing."

The eldest young sister said caringly, "Then please have a safe trip, I will visit you if I have time!"

The second call was from the youngest sister, "Brother, hehe, please leave without worries. (similar to what you would say to a dead person)"

Zhang Ye was annoyed and said, "Why does it not sound like a good thing?"

"Anyway when you come back, remember to bring me a present! When I'm on break, I can visit you. You must take care of my food and lodging," his younger cousin said in a spoiled manner.

"OK, OK, OK. Tell your dad and mom as well."

"My dad and mom already know, they wish you all the best in your career."

After a few calls from his family, Zhang Ye said his goodbyes to them as well. After that, he turned and looked at the landlady's apartment a short distance away. He was going to leave soon, so he definitely had to inform the landlady. If there was anything he missed, this was the place he missed the most. After all, this was the first place where he lived independently after graduation. His career also developed from here, so he had many emotions about this place… of course, the main reason was his feelings for Rao Aimin.

The door was ajar.

The elevator sounded and footsteps were clearly heard from the corridor.

Zhang Ye turned around and saw the landlady's shadow passing his slightly opened door. He could not see her face but that exercise outfit was all too familiar. Moreover, the only person who would go out to train and exercise at this time was Rao Aimin. Zhang Ye put down his luggage, went out and closed the door before going after her.

"Landlady auntie." Zhang Ye said from behind her.

Rao Aimin turned around and looked, "What do you want?"

Zhang Ye felt emotionally hurt as he coughed, "There's a little something."

"If it's not about borrowing money, come in." Rao Aimin opened the door with her keys and gave him a glance, "But if you are thinking of borrowing money, then go away as far as possible."

"Aiya, what borrow money." Zhang Ye followed into the apartment, "Eh, where's Chenchen?"

Rao Aimin turned towards the bathroom and took a towel to wipe her sweat off, "Autumn tour, the school organized a trip to the suburbs, 2 days and 1 night. She will only be back tomorrow."

There are just the two of us?

A man and a woman, alone!

Zhang Ye swallowed his saliva and took a peek at Rao Aimin's healthy figure. That sports attire was too fitting to her body. It outlined the curves of her body clearly.

Rao Aimin looked at him, "Spit out whatever you have to say, I still need to take a shower."

Zhang Ye said, "I am leaving for Shanghai tomorrow. It might be for a month or two. In any case, I won't be back in the short term. I found a new job over there as a WebTV host. Please leave this apartment as it is, I will continue paying the rent. I just wanted to come over to say goodbye to you and Chenchen."

Rao Aimin said happily, "There are still television stations that want to hire you?"

"It's a WebTV station. Not the traditional type." Zhang Ye answered.

"Oh, as long as it's a job. OK, scram now." Rao Aimin's tone was similar to his mother's. It felt like they couldn't wait for him to leave.

Zhang Ye's heart was shattered, "I can't bear to part. Look at you, you have hurt me emotionally." Saying that, he began to play the hooligan and sat on her sofa. "I'm not leaving tonight. No way."

Rao Aimin narrowed her eyes and said, "Hur hur, then shall I throw you out?"

"Go ahead. I will be sleeping here in any case." Zhang Ye lay down with his feet up.

But Rao Aimin really came towards him.

Zhang Ye jumped up in shock and said, "Don't you touch me, I'm warning you. My body is very weak. If you touch me, I will break. If you hit me, I will die!"

This was his last night in Beijing. He had hoped for something to happen between him and Rao Aimin, so he insisted on staying over.


Zhang Ye was originally a mundane college graduate with aspiring dreams to become a star, but unfortunately has below average looks and height. However one day, he woke up and suddenly found himself in a parallel world! 
It’s like the same world, but wait a minute…many brands, celebrities and even famous works from his world changed and are gone in this new world! Armed with the profound literary knowledge of his previous world and a heaven-defying Game Ring that gives him magical items, stats and skills, Zhang Ye embarks on a journey to pursue his life-long dream of becoming famous!
Follow Zhang Ye as he takes the new world by storm, one plagiarized piece at a time, to hilarious reactions!

Xu Shengnan accepted the property deed and passed the card containing twelve million yuan that she had just received over to Qiao Nan. "I'll return you the remaining two million yuan over a period of time. I assure you that I'll pay you back within three years."
"Don't." Qiao Nan refused. "Now that Ling Ling is studying, you'll spend a lot of money on her. I don't need that money. You can return it to me in ten or twenty years. It can even be Ling Ling who returns me the money. It doesn't matter to me."
It was too costly to raise a child, more so when Xu Shengnan was so dedicated to raising her daughter, Fang Ling Ling. Fang Shiyou had complained because Xu Shengnan had spent too much money on their daughter. He would rather keep his money in his pocket and spend it all on his mistress.
"Fine." Xu Shengnan did not refuse and immediately agreed. She wrote down the terms of the loan on a piece of paper and finally signed her name on it. "Junior Qiao, I won't say about anything else, but as long as you need my help in the future, just ask. I will always remember what you've done for me."
She did not want to bother her junior anymore. Who knew that after being married for so many years, she had started to ask for more favors from Qiao Nan, owing Qiao Nan even more. Xu Shengnan felt that she would never be able to repay Qiao Nan's kindness in her entire lifetime.
But that was all right. If she was unable to do so in this lifetime, there was still her next lifetime and the following one. She would return it until she fully repaid her debts.
Only when the Xu parents saw the property deed that Xu Shengnan brought home did they realize that Qiao Nan had done so much for their daughter behind the scenes. They knew that Qiao Nan had a high position and was usually very busy. Otherwise, the Xu parents would have visited personally to thank Qiao Nan for her help.
The three children were all especially concerned about Xu Shengnan's situation. They had heard from Qiao Nan that Xu Shengnan had not only gotten a divorce from Fang Shiyou but had also taken custody of Fang Ling Ling. As such, the three children were elated.
Er Bao's beady eyes turned. "Mom, that Fang guy is going to have a son soon. I think it's such a loss for Ling Ling to still have Fang as a surname now that she's with Auntie Xu. Maybe Ling Ling should just change her surname to Xu since she has a better relationship with Auntie Xu."
"That's right." San Bao nodded in agreement. If it were her, with such an annoying father, she would not want to have the same surname as him. But she was different from Ling Ling. Her father was the best father in the world who was even more attached to their mother than they were. Cheating would never happen in their parents' relationship.
Da Bao, who was holding a book, lifted up his head and agreed with Er Bao and San Bao's capricious suggestion. "Didn't you say that that woman is not a good person? Since that Fang guy doesn't even have a house now, nor does he have much money left, it's still a question whether that son will be born, right? It's quite good for Ling Ling to change her surname to Xu."
"…" Upon hearing the thoughts of the three children, creases appeared on Qiao Nan's forehead. "Is this something that you three children should be discussing? You three understand only a little. There's no need for you to put it all out there and analyze it like that." The three children were too mature, so much so that it scared Qiao Nan.
In the face of their playmate's father's infidelity, and then a divorce, the three children had taken it in their stride too calmly. "Mom, have you been watching too many drama serials?" While spending time with their paternal grandma, they had watched too many of these dramas. That was why they knew so much. That was also why their words were so scary.
The three children were indignant. "Mom, don't look down on us. Do you think we need to watch those drama serials to know about these things? We've seen all these things happen in school a long time ago. There was once someone came with her husband's mistress and fought at our school. We only found out later on that the child of that mistress was already in primary school. The day the mistress sent her child to school, she had been caught by the original wife, and they became embroiled in a fight!"
The mention of that day's events made San Bao's eyes sparkle. Live events were much more interesting than watching the TV.
"…" If other people were fighting, shouldn't they, as children, find somewhere safe to hide instead? Did San Bao really think that it was interesting to watch other people fight? Qiao Nan massaged her temple. "My goodness, you three are really like your father. You're completely different from me when I was a child!"
Was it because of the Zhai family's dominant genes? Even though San Bao was the only girl among the three children, she was bolder and braver than other boys. When other people fought, she could even stand by the side to watch on in fascination. After hearing the whole story, Qiao Nan had to say that her daughter was indeed brave.
"Mom, don't be angry. Wasn't I just trying to find out the truth of the matter? I was afraid that they would spread rumors that weren't the truth. In the spirit of boldly verifying the truth, I had to watch the events unfold." After that incident, the mistress' child became well-known in their school.
Within a month, that child transferred out of their school. He could not stand the way others were viewing him.
Er Bao ran behind Qiao Nan and massaged Qiao Nan's shoulder. "Mom, don't be angry. We already knew that there's such a dark side in society. It's good that we know, so we won't get cheated by others in the future. Especially San Bao, it's good for her to know about how bad some men can be so that she'll choose her husband well in the future. If she makes a mistake and chooses the wrong guy, San Bao can learn from Auntie Xu and find a way out of that rut." His mother was open-minded, so he knew that his mother would support them wanting to learn about the truth of society.
"Nonsense!" The strength her son exerted on her shoulders was just right, and Qiao Nan felt rather comfortable. Seeing as to how Er Bao was already used to this, Qiao Nan guessed that Er Bao probably used this method to coax his grandma often. "Er Bao, who did you learn this from?"
If Da Bao resembled Zhai Sheng, Qiao Nan could not see whom Er Bao resembled. From a young age, Er Bao had been unique. When he grew up, he grew even stranger. His mouth was so sweet that he could coax anyone.
In modern terms, Er Bao would score full marks in terms of flirting with girls.
She did not have a sweet mouth. As for Zhai Sheng, he believed more in action than talk. So, Er Bao resembled neither Qiao Nan nor Zhai Sheng. Qiao Nan could not think of anyone whom Er Bao resembled.
Er Bao arrogantly snorted. "Mom, you're looking down on me. Do I need to learn such simple things like that? I'm self-taught. I'm naturally gifted!"


Qiao Nan: Crap! I am your biological daughter, yet I am treated as if I was picked up from the streets. In fact, you treat me worse than that!

Mother Qiao: Qiao Nan, you are not as pretty or smart as your elder sister. You are not as blessed as her. You have no right to study, marry, or to have your happiness!

Qiao Nan: Why am I not allowed to study, marry, or to seek my happiness? I will find a man right now and marry him!

Qiao Nan is dumbstruck upon discovering that the man right beside her is a powerful figure in the quad—the person who has the most promising prospects to be the future Chief.

Qiao Nan stares at the well-built man in front of her. He has firm abs and cold, chilling eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she says her greetings, "Good Morning, Chief!"

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