Dou Dou has copper coins

The all-powerful boss is stripped of his identity again!
One is handsome while the other is proud; the two-faced refined rascal versus a cynical girl with hidden identities. 
Everyone secretly jokei that Master Mo’s wife is an ignorant and incompetent little tyrant.
Bad at her studies? Lu Mian emergei as the top student for science at her college entrance examination.
No talent? Lu Mian shows everyone how competent she is at multitasking by playing the piano with one hand, and painting with the other during a live performance.
A prodigal? She makes a small fortune in just two days with her limited knowledge.
Boxing, Go chess, appraising treasures, car racing… Bring it on! She can do them all.
The soft-spoken Xiao Qimo adjusts his glasses with pride. “Who else has something to say?”
One of his subordinates raises his hand cautiously. “Master Mo, your wife seems to be the one who single-handedly destroyed the illegal laboratory.”
Xiao Qimo looks at his wife who is quietly practicing calligraphy. “That’s impossible!”
It isn’t until…
During the general meeting for the International Elite Organization, both Xiao Qimo and Lu Mian wear a mask. They take the stage and succeed as the organization’s Chief and Deputy Chief, respectively.
The Deputy Chief beside me looks like my wife. This is Xiao Qimo’s thought.
The Chief looks like someone I know. Lu Mian is thinking the same thing, too.
Soon, the newly appointed Chief is seen blocking his deputy at the ladies’ room.
What happens when two strong and uncorrupted individuals fall for each other?

The Master's Mask Unveiled Again

Lu Mian was using Morse code to pass messages to him.


Xiao Qimo glanced at the other two men absorbed in their breakfast on the table, getting the point Lu Mian was making.


This method of communication, understandable only to the two of them, delighted Xiao Qimo. He found it intriguing and carefully deciphered Lu Mian's words.


Lu Mian: "My brother is just that stubborn, don't help him behind the scenes."


After understanding her, Xiao Qimo replied in the same way.


"I understand, I haven't done anything. My attending the promotional event has another purpose."


Xiao Qimo thought for a moment but still kept some information to himself.


Xiao Qimo: "First tell me, does your brother prefer the first-generation W, or the second-generation San Qianyu?"


The man breathed a sigh of relief and smiled as if he had solved a century-old problem.


He replied, "He will understand when the time comes."


Chapter 635: Can the First Generation and the Second Generation Get Along Well?