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STT – Chapter 27

Jiang Huaixi, let’s be together. When Lu Zizheng and Jiang Huaixi returned to the living room, it was already full of people. Jiang Huaixi’s father and younger brother had already come back, and her grandmother had also come downstairs. Next to Jiang Huaichuan sat a young girl with a delicate appearance. As soon as Lu … Read more

STT – Chapter 26

How two timid people talk about a brave love. “Zizheng…” Jiang Huaixi’s cold voice, carrying an unsteady breath, sounded from afar, breaking the sudden awkward atmosphere between Lu Zizheng and Mother Jiang. Lu Zizheng bit her lip, took a deep breath, adjusted her emotions, stabilized her voice, and then responded: “Huaixi, Auntie and I are … Read more

STT – Chapter 25

She is like a thief coveting someone else’s treasure. The car finally drove into a suburban manor villa. The guard saw Jiang Huaixi’s car from afar, opened the gate, and nodded with a smile to greet Jiang Huaixi. After entering the gate, the car drove several dozen meters before entering the garage. There were dozens … Read more

STT – Chapter 23

Let me weave your beautiful dreams. Jiang Huaixi arrived downstairs punctually at ten o’clock. Lu Zizheng put the dumplings into a thermal container, grabbed a bag, and hurried downstairs. From a distance, she saw a car parked outside the residential complex. Beside it stood a woman. The car seemed to be Jiang Huaixi’s, but the … Read more

STT – Chapter 22

How many six years can she wait? The teachers’ apartment was newly built in recent years, with good conditions, featuring three bedrooms and one living room. Almost all the single teachers in the school lived there. On her way upstairs, Jiang Huaixi didn’t take the elevator. She encountered many teachers coming and going up and … Read more

STT – Chapter 20

I cannot afford to lose you. Lian Xuan leaned on Lu Zizheng’s shoulder, her voice soft and slow, ethereal and distant: “Once upon a time, there was a little girl. Her parents, because her grandfather and maternal grandfather were sworn brothers, arranged a marriage for her from a young age. The girl’s mother loved her … Read more

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