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

After You Jing and her father Jiang Shuhong divorced, both of them were eager to start new lives and didn't want to take care of Jiang Jiu.


It wasn't until Jiang Jiu began attending university that You Jing, feeling a prickle of conscience, took her to her new home in the city.


But then… Jiang Jiu gave a bitter laugh, cutting off the burgeoning recollection.


She stepped into a secluded area and answered the call.


"Jiujiu, why haven't you contacted home for so long? Oh right, I saw the news about you. Impressive, they say you helped the police crack a big case."


On the other end of the line, You Jing talked excitedly for quite a while. If it had been years earlier, Jiang Jiu might have been happy, after all, to have her mother taking such an interest in her work and being proud of her.


Indeed, the very next second, You Jing spoke up.


Chapter 167: Looking for Someone