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    • PRYM CH80: After-Sales Service Cover
      by DewdropTL — Little Uncle only took that one step. The outstretched right leg was firmly planted on the floor. After a good while, it was slowly retracted. Cheng Huanzhen blinked in confusion. Was Little Uncle also planning to rush forward? But the ones rushing forward now were the Fang family's young master's relatives and friends. Could it be that Little Uncle also knew the Fang family's young master? But Little Uncle had clearly just returned to the country. As soon as he returned, he was taken…
    • PRYM CH8: Stealing Friends Cover
      by DewdropTL — Yu Zhiqiu glanced at He Mingliang, then quickly returned his gaze to the curly-haired young master. In a gentle voice, he asked with concern, “You didn’t get splashed, did you, Wendong? Here, turn around and let me check.” Qi Wendong—the Qi family’s new young master—recovered swiftly from the sudden fright. After a courteous “Thank you, I’m fine,” his eyes held a trace of puzzlement and inquiry as he looked at Yu Zhiqiu. Yu Zhiqiu noticed the expression but didn’t react…
    • PRYM CH79: Funeral · Fang Cover
      by DewdropTL — At noon, Cheng Zhaorui felt his son had a lot of vitality. In the evening, Cheng Zhaorui felt his son had very little vitality. Ever since dinner, his son had been sitting in the garden. Before he took a shower, his son was sitting there. After his shower, his son was still sitting there. Cheng Zhaorui couldn't help but be curious. After blow-drying his hair, he ran to the garden to see what his son was doing. Cheng Zhaorui poked his head out of the window, "What are you doing, just…
    • PRYM CH78: Rabbit Cover
      by DewdropTL — Cheng Huanzhen's eyes shot up, "Who said that?!" Cheng Zhaorui said matter-of-factly, "I heard it from the people at the old residence. Otherwise, why would they call Yiming back? I heard that after Yiming went back, he was so angry he didn't even eat dinner all night. Look at you, he's your little uncle after all, and you two have been getting along well these days, how could you... sigh." Cheng Zhaorui sighed, disappointed in his son. Cheng Huanzhen's eyes widened. The old residence said…
    • PRYM CH77: The Old Residence Cover
      by DewdropTL — Little Uncle's eyes were bright and full of spirit. Little Uncle's words were full of vitality and energy. Little Uncle was just like the fiery red potted plant he held in his hands, full of fiery passion and life force. Cheng Huanzhen's tense and somewhat annoyed mood faltered slightly upon seeing Little Uncle and hearing his voice. A single "You've worked hard" made him swallow back all the displeasure he had been about to voice. "...Thank you, Little Uncle, but I don't have a habit of…
    • PRYM CH76: Potted Plant Cover
      by DewdropTL — Just then, a head peeked in from the edge of the full-length mirror. A straight, smooth, high ponytail swung into the mirror, followed by the young "Little Uncle," his face and eyes brimming with vibrant life. Little Uncle assessed his appearance in the full-length mirror and smiled brightly, his eyes filled with satisfaction. He then picked out seven or eight more pairs of pants from the store and, beaming, pulled him back into the fitting room. By the time noon arrived and Little Uncle brought…
    • PRYM CH75: Preferences Cover
      by DewdropTL — Cheng Yiming's sudden anger startled Cheng Huanzhen. He stood rooted to the spot, still holding the bowl of salty tofu pudding his Little Uncle had just shoved into his hands. How did Little Uncle come to such a conclusion? He didn't know. He didn't mean it that way at all. He was just... Always like this. Cheng Huanzhen: "...I'm sorry, Little Uncle. I wasn't brushing you off." He said this sincerely and calmly, yet he himself could feel how pale his words were. His Little Uncle…
    • PRYM CH74: Hutong Cover
      by DewdropTL — Cheng Huanzhen hesitated, "Little Uncle, but I haven't finished my work for today..." Cheng Yiming: "Don't worry, I've looked at all your tasks. None of them are urgent. We can delegate them to your subordinates when we're out, there's plenty of time!" Cheng Huanzhen struggled, "Little Uncle, how about we call the driver, and I can organize the work I can do in the car..." Cheng Yiming: "Don't worry, the remaining work that you absolutely have to do is very simple. We can start on it when we get…
    • PRYM CH73: Get in the Car Cover
      by DewdropTL — Luckily, Cheng Huanzhen was a man skilled at endurance and at resolving his own doubts. Otherwise, if he'd had to carry that question in his mind all night, he wouldn't have been able to sleep at all. However, the next day, just as dawn was breaking, Cheng Huanzhen was slowly regaining consciousness, following his internal clock. Before he was fully awake, a series of crisp knocks suddenly sounded at his door. ...Such a familiar knock. Cheng Huanzhen thought, his mind still fuzzy. It sounded…
    • PRYM CH72: At Home Cover
      by DewdropTL — The cheerful tone exploded in the air. Cheng Huanzhen, who had just been immersed in his work and clearing his remaining seven to-do items, suddenly felt as if his head had been kicked, and he was yanked out of his state of concentration. Cheng Huanzhen: "...?" Cheng Huanzhen took a moment to clear his head, looking expressionlessly toward the door. Outside the bedroom, the sound of light footsteps bounced crisply down the hallway. Without even looking, Cheng Huanzhen could imagine the red…
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