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

Chu Meng seemed greatly shocked. That morning, when she saw the news about the hair salon case, she couldn't help but be moved by Jiang Jiu's writing combined with some audio and video, which made her blood boil. She too wanted to write a piece of news featuring her own name.


Her family would definitely be happy, proud of her.


But Jiang Jiu's words were like a bucket of cold water doused on her.


Nor did she like doing dangerous things; she just wanted to be an elegant white-collar worker.


Jiang Jiu seemed to realize this, which is why he said that.


Chu Meng didn't say much but quietly returned to her workstation.


At that time, the company's phone was ringing off the hook, with many people calling to praise their magazine for doing a good job, while others accused them of being nosy.


Chapter 163: Accident