Novels with 韵

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. On a rare day where Cen Simiao was able to take a rest, she only got up from bed when it was almost ten o'clock. After washing up rather carelessly, without even eating breakfast, she already began to put on makeup. She turned on her phone and then put it off to the side. All of a sudden, she heard a knock on her door, and her hand that was in the middle of drawing her brow paused. She tilted her head, then softly asked, "Who is it?" No one answered from the other side. A slight sound came from the doorknob, and a pair of men's slippers stepped in. Cen Simiao looked up and saw Gu Yu leaning against the doorframe with a cold expression, appearing as if he was malcontent. She pursed her lips and continued putting on her makeup while facing the mirror. "Why didn't you go to the company today? For such a busy person t

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. In a restroom at the research institute, Chen Xiaohui was washing his hands. Vice Dean Guan Liyu came up next to him and said with a deeply lowered voice, " Xiao Chen, your courage isn’t small, such a capable person as well. It was I who had underestimated you before." "Vice- Vice Dean, what are you saying? Why can't I seem to understand?" Chen Xiaohui's legs had almost gone completely soft. Guan Liyu smiled. "You’re a good child. As the dean, Feng Yu still secretly went to study the zombie virus and even made a serum to turn people into zombies. And you, it was only because you wanted to expose him that you made such a stupid move. I firmly believe the base will definitely come to understand in the end." "Vice Dean, I still don't understand?" Chen Xiaohui's back was already soaked wi

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. Ji Anran was exhausted, simply laying on the sofa, not moving at all, just like a salted fish. Geng Yan looked at this group of people flapping about in front of him with a complicated mood. "Did you guys come find me for something? From what I remember, I haven’t done anything that would be detrimental for the base." Each one of these people was wearing a protective isolation suit. And if he hasn't guessed incorrectly, this attire was used specifically to insulate against electric currents. " *cough cough* The entire base has been in a big uproar, have the two of you not received any news of it at all?" Geng Yan raised an eyebrow. "I haven’t gone out today, I was busy at home in the morning, then after lunch, I started training with Anran up until right now. What's happening outside?" "A rumor ha

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. She sat in a chair on the side playing with her cell phone as she watched Wu Lichen stir-fry the vegetables. In between, she had asked several times if he needed help to which Wu Lichen had been especially polite. Xu Senni had sent another message, still those same few words. {Open a gallery?} {Let’s open a gallery together?} {There’ll be a steady profit with no chance of loss.} {I guarantee it’ll be a success.} On the one side, the chime of WeChat notifications kept coming in; meanwhile, on the other, was the scratching sound as Wu Lichen used the spatula to stir-fry. In between the two, Cen Simiao was growing a bit drowsy when suddenly the sound of the spatula slipping and hitting the bottom of the pan exploded in her ears. She immediately sobered up and looked over. "Need help?" Wu Lichen: "Yea." And so Cen Simiao'

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 shopping mall counters had just gotten new stock to put on the shelves, the prices being particularly expensive. The store clerk was busy flitting back and forth but their attitude was surprisingly good. And even if someone were to try things on repeatedly, having yet to decide whether they were really going to purchase, the store clerk was still very polite in response. Their store’s performance has been doing particularly well these past two days. Xu Senni went out with her friends to go shopping, a trip that took up the whole afternoon. Having sat down on a leather stool, in passing, she took out her pressed foundation powder from her purse to touch up her makeup. They were carrying a lot of bags, and if one counted, she had the most. The store clerk brought over a pair of pumps, a simple yet chic style in nude suede. Xu Senne moved

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 few days following, An Zeru never once sported a good expression when in front of Cen Cimiao. Breakfast was still bought as usual, and he still diligently cleaned the office; it was just that the shadows around his eyes grew deeper and deeper. He gritted his teeth and persisted through this harrowing period. Wait until he becomes an official employee, see how he won’t toss her around back! The result? Just two days later, the phone rang at 4 AM. He was a little dazed. "Who is it?" Cen Simiao said on the other side: "I’m already at the company. Where’s the breakfast you bought?" An Zeru: "You f★ck★ng went to work at four o’clock? Who are you? Kobe [2] ? Where would I be able to buy you breakfast this early in the morning?" The other side was in no hurry, "You can figure it out yourself." And so, th

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. As Cen Simiao had said, An Zeru busied himself cleaning the table, sweeping the floor, and pouring coffee - these kinds of work that he typically never had to do. When necessary, he even had to water the potted plants. And so he worked like this for a consecutive five days. Disregarding the obvious discontent between An Zeru’s brows, he no longer bothered to argue about the other things and seemed to have adapted to the rhythm of these days. For example, when he went to get coffee for Cen Simiao, to save some legwork, he would also pour himself a cup. This was something Cen Simiao also never expected. So she pondered new ideas as she continued to drink this cloyingly sweet coffee. As soon as An Zeru stepped into the office, he automatically went to get the broom. He was also a lot better at it now and was no longer just going through the mo