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Previous   |  Next Chapter 4 Truth be told, Jiang Ciyu wasn't a fan of his tentacle color. After all, he was a man, one with zero maiden heart sentimentality. His ideal tentacle color was black. Solemn and mysterious. But the color of the tentacles was innate. Individuals had no choice in the matter.　　 Some were black, some were green, some were blue... and some were pink. Jiang Ciyu didn't know why Chu Li's WeChat avatar was a pink tentacle, but it couldn't possibly be related to him. He had investigated. The Chu family consisted of ordinary people who interacted in ordinary circles. Therefore, it could only be a coincidence. Yet, it was undeniable that the feeling of seeing Chu Li's WeChat avatar at that moment was very complex. Accidents and coincidences inevitably made one overthink. He was curious, but also didn't know how to test the waters or inquire. In any case, they would be spending a long time together in the future, so there would be plenty of time ...

Previous   |   Next Chapter 3 The words were phrased tactfully. After all, most ordinary people found it difficult to speak bluntly about the death of a loved one. Furthermore, Jiang Ciyu had only agreed to this marriage alliance for Old Master Jiang's sake, which showed just how important his grandfather was to him. They would divorce as soon as he was no longer needed to play the part of a devoted couple in front of Old Master Jiang. —Exactly what he wanted. Jiang Ciyu: "During this period, I'll help resolve the issues with the Chu family's company." Chu Li's eyes curved slightly. "Thank you, Mr. Jiang." Chu Li's first impression of Jiang Ciyu was very good. He was a serious and responsible partner. Soon after, Jiang Ciyu handed over the contract that had already been drafted earlier, along with a pen. The Chu family had long since confirmed the contents of the contract. After checking it over, Chu Li signed his name without hesitation. Jiang C...

| Next Chapter 1 - Kill That Emperor (1) It was said that after a person dies, they would recall the events of their former life. Standing before the Mirror of Past Lives, Shen Jue could not help but let a faint smile curve his lips. So that saying was true after all. He had once been the personal disciple of Patriarch Chiyan, yet now he was suffering the torment of reincarnation. And all of this stemmed from the Grand Peach Feast a thousand years ago. A thousand years ago, at the Grand Peach Feast, he had followed his master to the Heavenly Court for the first time. At the banquet, he met an immortal. That immortal seemed extremely interested in him, clinging to him and chatting at length, and afterward even kept running to Mount Yejiayun to look for him. Shen Jue only felt vexed. When that immortal confessed his feelings to him, his mood sank to its lowest point. He was devoted solely to the Dao and had no interest in entangling himself in matters of love and affection, so he flatly ...