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PRYM CH168: Fever

Wen Siheng thought for a moment and asked curiously, “Become a person like me? But why does A’Shao want to...

Wen Shaozhuo waited on the sofa for Brother A’Heng for a long time. Without realizing it, he fell asleep. Perhaps...

It was rare for Cheng Huanzhen to hear Uncle call him “big nephew” again, acknowledging his identity directly. His mood...

Hearing the commotion, Wen Qingcai hurried to Wen Yifeng’s side. “What happened??” Wen Yifeng laughed in anger and slammed his...

Cheng Huanzhen earnestly endured the entire funeral. The night before, his youngest uncle had specifically instructed him not to show...

“A’Shao… A’Shao?” “Ding-dong~” “A’Shao!” A distant and blurry voice became clear and close after that sudden bell chime. Wen Shaozhuo...

Li Yunhui sat silently on the bench at the edge of the funeral hall. In his hands, he held a...

Suffocation, darkness, a harsh buzzing in his ears, shrill men’s and women’s shouts— That was Wen Shaozhuo’s world at this...

Uncle’s fingers were hot. With one touch, his chest began to burn. Uncle’s smile was also beautiful. From Cheng Yiming...

Six o’clock in the afternoon was when the last class at B University ended. When Wen Siheng met Wen Shaozhuo...