Illusions, Lies, Truth V1C3: Jiang Ziya Part 2 – Sparks

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Illusions, Lies, Truth Volume 1: Human Doll Contract Part One

Original novel in Chinese by: 御 我 (Yu Wo)

Chapter 3: Jiang Ziya Part 2—Sparks—translated by Raylight

Drrrr, Drrr, Drrrr….

Jiang Ziya was stunned for a moment before taking the phone out from his pocket, a little unused to it. Once again, it was a message from the boss to Fu Jun. Although he wanted to turn the phone off and ignore him, he was worried that the boss might actually have urgent business and need to contact his son. If that was the case, at the very least, he could call the landline or go directly to his doorstep to tell Fu Jun.

Taiyi says: “Sob, I want to go back and eat seafood noodles already!”

Too bad the boss didn’t have any proper business.

Should I send a message to the boss to tell him that the phone is currently in my hands? Jiang Ziya felt a little indecisive, especially since he wasn’t very good at using a smartphone…

Jiang Ziya scratched his head at that. Suddenly, a child bumped into his leg. Since he was thinking about other matters, he wasn’t able to tell who had bumped into the other. So, he casually said, “Sorry.”


Romance RPG V1C15: Part Fifteen

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Romance RPG

Original novel in Chinese by: 御 我 (Yu Wo)

Part Fifteen—translated by Tentacles

The two dashed toward the parking lot. Lin Jian Yin spotted his red Ferrari instantly. After dragging Ye Meng Ling to his car, he casually stuffed her into the backseat like an object, and then jumped into the driver seat. The red Ferrari made a beautiful reverse swing and shot out like a rocket.

As Lin Jian Yin exhaled in relief, a faint voice drifted from the backseat, “Why did you drag me into your car? My car is still back in the parking lot.”

Lin Jian Yin glanced in the rear-view mirror. The woman in the back sat in a weird position. She was almost completely buried by the two enormous plastic bags on her lap, yet she held onto them tightly, looking worried.

Lin Jian Yin asked strangely, “Why are you holding them so tightly? It’s not like I’ll take them from you.”

Buried under the plastic bags, Ye Meng Ling answered with difficulty, “This is a Ferrari! A FERRARI! I put these plastic bags on the ground not too long ago. If I dirtied your Ferrari, not even selling myself would be enough to pay you back.”