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Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. Cen Simiao was wearing a nightdress, the moonlight shining through the window landed on her white and slender legs gently resting on the sofa. Her hair was not yet dry, still dripping with water, the fabric near her collarbone was also damp. The cigarette she held by her fingertips has burned more than half, her whole body was full of a smoky smell. As the eyes adapted to the darkness, a figure could be seen in the shadows. She bent over to reach the ashtray on the coffee table and snuffed out the cigarette. The only sporadic source of light disappeared, she asked with a slightly dry voice, "Why are you back?" Wu Lichen still maintained his original posture. Without a response, she pursed her lips, stood up, and illuminated with her mobile phone. She took a deep breath, emboldened herself, and walked towards the room. Lifting her

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. Wu Lichen was currently backstage removing his makeup while holding his mobile phone, staring at the screen with a cold expression, his fingers tapping it from time to time. The make-up artist next to him kept on doing her work. "You two are really loving. These few days, you guys would contact each other as long as there is a bit of free time." Wu Lichen lowered his eyes and answered. Feeling very irritated, he pursed his thin lips and dialed her phone. It was turned off. The makeup artist turned around and was about to speak but was startled by Wu Lichen's expression. His eyebrows were full of anger, his jaw tense, and his eyes were gloomy. It was the first time for her to see him like that.

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. The internet has been particularly lively recently. All the highlights and stories of Wu Lichen's struggles that got dug out ended up with discussions over hundreds of stories tall [1] . And there was also Hu Yinli’s background and Cen Simiao, who had recently emerged. These three people's grudges and entanglements have really allowed netizens to be mind-blown. But just as everyone was excitedly discussing this, a piece of wedding news appeared on the hot searches, instantly exploding. This is f★ck★ng different from the plot we’ve discussed! Wasn’t this the story of a Lord Gold Master [2] !? Furthermore, the photos of the two appeared particularly affectionate. Previously, all the photographs of Cen Simiao had been from the side. Although it seemed like she had a great figure, it hadn’t been clear what she actually looked like. Ever

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. After reading, Cen Simiao’s entire body felt uncomfortable. That day, Wu Licheng taught her using all his experience as an actor: how to face the camera so the shot looks good, how to smile refreshingly, how to use the eyes to fully reflect emotions. System: Hehe. This still needed to be learned? Currently, she can act better than anyone. Wu Lichen directly posted and boasted his marriage certificate on Weibo. @Wu Lichen: Didn’t have money to buy a diamond ring, Wife said she’ll take care of it. After that, Cen Simiao didn't continue to read the comments, as some people started calling her mobile phone again: those that wanted to buy TV dramas, those that wanted the variety shows, and still some that asked if she wanted to try someone new. Cen Simiao looked at the last one, hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth, and ignored it. Offh

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. The light in the living room was on, making the room quite bright. As soon as the water dispenser finished boiling, Wu Lichen went over with a teacup to retrieve some. The curled-up tea leaves were steeped by the steaming hot water and instantly unfurled. He placed back the lid of the cup. He carried it back to the coffee table and lowered his eyes. Cen Simiao was leaning against the sofa with a frown fixed on her face as she stared at the marriage certificate in her hand rather gravely. Standing under the overhanging light, his shadow was cast upon the wall, his neck was slightly lowered at an angle as his Adam's apple bobbed. He bent at the waist to put the cup down on the table, then walked over to Cen Simiao’s side. However, she didn't seem to have noticed. Wu Lichen called out to her, "Cen- jie ?" Cen Simiao finally r

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. Cen Simiao stared at the box with the favorability bar. Having not concerned herself for a few days, she was now shocked by the hot searches on Weibo, which immediately dumbfounded her. Unexpectedly, someone had taken their pictures that day when she had gone to see Hu Yinli. Hu Yinli's face was generously clear front and center, meanwhile, it only caught half of her side profile, which was even partly blocked by her hair. But this photo was comparatively nothing much. What was more deadly was, there was also a picture of her holding hands with Wu Lichen, appearing very intimate, where it was also her side profile while Wu Lichen's face was obvious. Although Cen Simiao’s full face had not been captured in either, from just the body figure, one could see that the two women were the same person. The comment section below the piece exp

Please consider supporting this site by turning off or whitelisting this site on your Adblocker. I hope you're reading this on Novels with Yun. Needed money for his wallet, needed money for his belt, needed money for his watch, and even for his underwear, he stretched out his hand asking for money. Cen Simiao gritted her teeth and withdrew the meagre savings that she had left. For the first time, she experienced what it felt like to raise a little white face [1] . But the crux of the matter is, he can’t be eaten. She was actually very cooperative now, but Wu Lichen continued to maintain his upright face, not paying any attention to what she said. The money was spent so sullenly. Cen Simiao opened the window of the balcony and lit a cigarette. The end of the cigarette flickered in the dark room. She had her phone in her phone, contacting the person who wanted to buy the variety show. Now that Wu Lichen’s popularity was quite high, the price had increased significantly. She narrowed