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Xiao Jingwen froze. For a moment, he didn't know what expression to put on. He had teased him like this before, but that was a very long time ago. Lin Congzhi was born with naturally upturned lips. If he deliberately wanted to smile sweetly, all he had to do was narrow his eyes slightly, look into the other person's eyes, and curve the corners of his mouth upward. There was no way Xiao Jingwen could keep this meeting going any longer—it had been over an hour anyway, which was more than…-
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Before long, Xiao Jingwen’s phone vibrated. While the CEO was feeling sweet inside, thinking, Ah, my boyfriend really pays attention to me all the time; as soon as I left a comment, he sent me a private message, he switched back to his chat list... The person messaging him was Zhang Miao. Xiao Jingwen’s smile instantly vanished. : Mr. Xiao, do you like that painting? Our Teacher Lin has never done a red-background piece before! Would you like to discuss the price? Thirty-five minutes…
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The weather stayed sunny for only a single morning. At noon, Lin Congzhi and Xin Jue had a quick lunch at the convenience store downstairs from the art studio and chatted about the current status of their students. It was now June, and the National College Entrance Examination (Gaokao) scores would be released in two days. Those retaking the classes right now were students who already knew they hadn't passed the school-specific artistic entrance exams—no matter what score they got on the Gaokao, they…
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Chapter 35 · Final Chapter The following year, after Gleam’s spring auction, the company held a board of directors meeting. Chairman Xiao Jingwen presented Gleam’s expansion plans in the Americas and Europe for the year, alongside the promotion of two vice presidents. After each quarterly auction concluded, Gleam entered a period of leisure. The company would go on holiday during this time, and after this board meeting, Xiao Jingwen was set to take a break as well. Once the meeting wrapped…
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“Can I go to work now?” “Switch to this one.” Lin Congzhi scrutinized him, handing over another dark-grey horizontally striped scarf. Xiao Jingwen took it, removed the one around his neck, and put on the one he was handed. Standing in the walk-in closet, Lin Congzhi squinted his eyes slightly. Squinting to observe a picture is a habit of every art student—sometimes art studios are cramped without enough space to step back, so squinting helps to blur the vision. Lin Congzhi pressed his…
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Because Lin Congzhi was covering Xiao Jingwen’s mouth, he could feel Xiao Jingwen laughing against his palm. He continued to warn him: "Don't laugh. Hold it in." Xiao Jingwen nodded subtly, looking at his eyes with an earnest expression to show his obedience. Only then did Lin Congzhi lower his hand, not forgetting to glance discreetly to the left and right. Seeing that the museum visitors hadn't cast any strange looks their way, he finally felt relieved. Turning back to look at the painting,…
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Bang! Out on the plaza, a child’s balloon popped, startling a flock of pigeons into the air. The words Xiao Jingwen spoke were like a dried flower crushed into the wind—long withered, stripped of all weight. Even at this very moment, messages continued to flood Xiao Jingwen’s phone incessantly, though he had silenced both the ringtone and vibration. For the first time in his career, he had put his company aside; it was the very first time in his life he had ever been "reckless." He raised…
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Five years ago, Xiao Jingwen had been clutching a small bouquet of flowers. It had rained that afternoon, and the sky was scattered with stars. The night sky was crystal clear. Xiao Jingwen hadn't given any prior notice, simply waiting down here for him to come downstairs. In truth, he hadn't known back then whether Lin Congzhi was still in the studio; to be precise, that wasn't even the first time Xiao Jingwen had waited for him downstairs. He had waited a few times before, but had missed him…
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Lin Lingyu and Hannah owned a small, detached two-story house in Seville. It was not particularly large, but in prime European real estate, it was more than enough for two people to live in. —However, hosting two entire families made it feel rather cramped! Lin Congzhi had to lift his wine glass high above his head, navigate past his maternal uncle—who sported a sizable beer belly—and Hannah’s uncle, whose waistline was equally formidable, step over the Corgi lounging on the floor, and push…
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Lin Congzhi had given him many odd and quirky things in the past, and the pink leather belt was merely one of them. When it came down to it, he had simply wanted to play a trick on Xiao Jingwen back then. It was easy enough to keep a belt hidden anyway—all one had to do was leave their suit jacket on. Five years ago, when Xiao Jingwen wore that pink belt to work, he had wished he could practically glue his suit jacket shut; five years later, wearing the belt again, he practically wished the wind would…
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