IRHT CH29
Lin Congzhi had given him many odd and quirky things in the past, and the pink leather belt was merely...
IRHT CH28
Lin Lingyu and Hannah owned a small, detached two-story house in Seville. It was not particularly large, but in prime...
IRHT CH27
Five years ago, Xiao Jingwen had been clutching a small bouquet of flowers. It had rained that afternoon, and the...
IRHT CH26
Bang! Out on the plaza, a child’s balloon popped, startling a flock of pigeons into the air. The words Xiao...
IRHT CH25
Because Lin Congzhi was covering Xiao Jingwen’s mouth, he could feel Xiao Jingwen laughing against his palm. He continued to...
IRHT CH24
He really was easy to fool nowadays. Leaving such a massive company behind to travel thousands of miles to Spain,...
IRHT CH23
The transparent cocktail glass had been chilled, its surface coated with a layer of frosted condensation that delivered a sharp...
IRHT CH22
Lin Congzhi spent six days packing his luggage. Before leaving, he went over gallery business with Zhang Miao and assigned...
IRHT CH21
A piece of laver floated in the wonton soup. Lin Congzhi scooped it up with a spoon and took a...
IRHT CH20
In this regard, Lin Congzhi had to admit defeat—Xiao Jingwen simply didn’t treat money as money. To him, earning it...