Deer Hearing the Flute

At the age of ten, he shyly called out "Sister Jiang," a slender, small boy obedient like a little milk dog. She imitated the adults, kissing his forehead to comfort him.
When they met again, he was dressed in a sharp suit with gold-rimmed glasses, his every move as noble and pure as glimmering frost and snow, unapproachably lofty.
Tearing off that scholar's disguise, he finally revealed his fangs in the darkness.
"Isn't this what you taught me?" he whispered, encircling her slim waist from behind and seeking a kiss, his voice seductive, nearly playful as he called out those two words, "Sister Jiang."
Jiang Jiu only then realized that the other party had long since become an obsessive and scheming mad dog, in a place she knew not of.

Obsessed with My Puppy Boy

Jiang Siyan's gaze remained steady, but he seemed a bit angry.


Jiang Jiu felt increasingly guilty; this car wasn't cheap, and she didn't know if her monthly salary would cover it.


"When you used to chase news stories, was it always like this?"


Jiang Jiu didn't know why he asked that, so she could only answer honestly, "No, I didn't have a car. Usually, I would take a taxi, and the company would reimburse part of it."


Jiang Siyan sighed silently, "Good thing you don't have a car, otherwise it wouldn't be enough to cover the damage you create."


Jiang Jiu lowered her head in admission of guilt, "I'm sorry!"


This time, Jiang Siyan drove, and Jiang Jiu obediently sat in the passenger seat.


It was fortunate that she hadn't been driving fast just now; otherwise, the two of them might have had to make another trip to the hospital.


Chapter 158: Rampant