Yang Yang Yang

Tang Hao was an honest man making an honest living, but despite all his honesty and kindness, life often looked the other way. Even when he stood up for a man in the streets, he ended up being beaten to a pulp and the man he stood up for? He disappeared. That left Tang Hao with nothing to prove and a hefty medical bill blowing through his savings. However, while he lay unconscious in the hospital, he could feel a warmth coming from the jade pendent he wore as it began to feed him with a trove of priceless information. Now discharged, and still armed with the same naivety and honesty, what will our village peasant do with this newfound power? Will he go on to conquer the hearts of a hundred women? Will he defeat the mightiest crime lords? Only time will tell, but for now, fate has many whimsical plans for Tang Hao.

Sir President, Your Stamina is Amazing!

    If she hadn't been so sure that he would be in the office and couldn't find him in broad daylight, she wouldn't have scared herself.


  Feng Sheng put his arm around Luo Yangyang's thin shoulders and walked into the lounge.


  After the two of them entered, Feng Sheng closed the door of the lounge. Luo Yangyang saw that he had locked the door.


  At that moment, Luo Yangyang looked at him with a hint of confusion.


  He had a feeling that something big was about to happen.


  There was a large bed in the middle of the lounge. Feng Sheng walked to the bed and lifted a corner of the large ink painting hanging on the wall.


  Then, Luo Yangyang saw his hand reach behind the painting. She did not know what he was doing.


  Then, Luo Yangyang heard a sound, followed by the sound of a sliding door being pushed open.


His Secret