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    • PRYM CH178: Master Cover
      by DewdropTL — After his initial joy, Wen Shaozhuo immediately became nervous and panicked: "But the Dean is such an important person, why would he suddenly seek me out? I-I'm not even a student of theirs..." Wen Siheng's eyes widened in excitement: "So what! This is a rare opportunity to communicate face-to-face with an art master!" Before Wen Shaozhuo could react, Wen Siheng had already dragged him into the study. The study was piled high with his many past paintings on paper, many of which were assignments he…
    • PRYM CH177: Environment Cover
      by DewdropTL — Chapter 177: Environment It was the first time Cheng Huanzhen had seen his Little Uncle act like this—putting on clothes, getting up, turning his head, and leaving—all without a hint of hesitation or sloppiness. Disregarding the conflicting voices battling in his mind, and not even bothering to properly put on his own clothes, he simply grabbed his coat and jogged to catch up. "Little Uncle, I'll drive you back!" Cheng Huanzhen caught up to Lin Chen. His clothes were still disheveled, and…
    • PRYM CH176: A’Zhen Cover
      by DewdropTL — His body temperature was quietly rising again. Cheng Huanzhen felt he needed some water to cool himself down, so he drained the tea his Little Uncle had poured for him in one gulp. The tea, poured by his Little Uncle's hand, tasted bitter when it first entered his mouth, but after swallowing, a lingering sweetness returned to the tip of his tongue. Cheng Huanzhen didn't usually have a penchant for drinking tea. But at this moment, he felt that the tea poured from his Little Uncle's hand was very…
    • PRYM CH175: Love? Cover
      by DewdropTL — Cheng Huanzhen tried multiple times but failed to break through. For a moment, he was disappointed and lowered his rating of his father in his mind. For a week, the events of that day replayed in his mind countless times. He kept remembering the feeling of his Little Uncle's toes pressing against his chest, then gently sliding down to his abdomen. This sensation caused a surge of heat to rush downwards countless times, forcing his brain to continuously sink into this vortex named Little Uncle. He…
    • PRYM CH174: Attitude Cover
      by DewdropTL — With a half-skeptical attitude, Wen Yifeng and Wen Qingtai tapped to open the recording. As soon as it started, what fell into their ears was a hoarse, faintly trembling voice: “...No, Bro—Wen Siheng—Brother, I don’t want to go home!” The voice of “One Hundred and Twenty Million” was no different from their own son’s, but the completely different tone and manner of speaking made it very clear they could tell the two apart. “What’s wrong, A’Shao? ...Oh dear, why are you crying…
    • PRYM CH173: Not Going Back! Cover
      by DewdropTL — The system hid in Lin Chen's mind and whispered, "Arrange what? The system sees that as long as there are no people in this house, everything will be fine!" Lin Chen let the system bounce around in his mind. He sat cross-legged on the bed, patiently waiting for new messages to refresh on Green Letter. Wen Qingtai: Wen Qingtai: But it was never about money. Lin Chen replied: Wen Qingtai was somewhat dissatisfied: Seeing this righteous tone, the system was furious, inciting the host:…
    • PRYM CH172: Fever Breaking Cover
      by DewdropTL — Lin Chen felt that something was very strange about Cheng Huanzhen today. For example, right now, clearly he was the one who was displeased, clearly he was the one coaxing the other, and yet Cheng Huanzhen suddenly changed his expression, his face so tense it was as if Lin Chen had done something terrible to him. He had just lowered his foot when he saw Cheng Huanzhen swiftly grab his jacket from the side. The jacket drew a half-arc through the air, and by the time it fell back down over his body,…
    • PRYM CH171: Are You a Dog? Cover
      by DewdropTL — Little Uncle said, "Oh? Why does he need to compare himself with you? And why do you need to compare yourself with him?" Cheng Huanzhen tried hard to move forward, but he couldn't. It was somewhat unbearable, so he could only answer unhappily but earnestly: "If I'm better than him, then Little Uncle, you'll be more comfortable staying with me." Little Uncle chuckled twice: "That's not how it works. When did I ever say that?" Little Uncle laughed. That smile, held between his flushed cheeks, was so…
    • PRYM CH170: Visit Cover
      by DewdropTL — The moment Cheng Huanzhen picked up his phone, Cheng Zhaorui was already quietly observing his son's expression. Look at that speed in picking up the phone, look at that speed in unlocking the screen—who else could be on the other side? It must be his daughter-in-law whom he hadn't met yet! Cheng Zhaorui's heart drummed. He stretched his neck discreetly, trying to steal a glance at his son's phone. However, before his head could reach the appropriate height, his son's expression changed. With a…
    • PRYM CH169: Commission Fee Cover
      by DewdropTL — Wen Shaozhuo finally succeeded in persuading his brother. Brother A'Heng was not in good spirits, so Wen Shaozhuo took the initiative to help pack his backpack. His movements were a bit clumsy, not as efficient as his brother's usual packing. It took some time before he managed to get everything back into the bag and slung it over his own shoulder. Suppressing the fear and nervousness in his heart, he earnestly thanked and said goodbye to the store manager and staff, then led Brother A'Heng out of…
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