That shouldn't be the case, should it?
San Zhao took a deep breath, trying to appear professional and sensible at the same time. Two persons pressed up against each other does not mean that they are kissing, does it?
Well, in many cases, it couldn't just be kissing. It's also likely that they're merely talking about something, perhaps a big secret that required them to get that close to avoid leaking the information. Yes, that's most likely it. There's no way his boss and his business opponent's son are kissing in the office!
The secretary gingerly knocked on the glass door, clearing his throat lightly. He didn't dare to stare accusingly at the two gentlemen and pretended he couldn't notice anything wrong. He proceeded towards his boss as he usually does, disregarding Ru Weimin's disdainful scowl.
After all, he had been Ru Weimin's secretary for so long. He's already immune to a lot of things related to his co
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Jun Zihao had become very become busy for the past few weeks. According to the memories from the original soul, it would take at least two weeks to finalize the product proposal. With the assistance of the Creative Department's seniors, it should be possible to complete the ordeal in one month and move on to physical fabrication the following month. Despite how simple it sounded, Jun Zihao was the busiest during this season. He must not only evaluate the proposals and requirements for the product, but he must also travel to several locations to scout materials until they find a source that is both inexpensive and efficient. Only after contracting with their supplier did his load lessen and have the staff check on the progress of the procurement while he concentrated on the presentation. Without the terrible plagiarizing incident, Jun Zihao would have shone the brightest on the conference. However, with Qi Sying handling things at his pace, the progress of the project became quest
Jun Zihao is indistinguishable at that time. His black hair has been colored yellow and green, and he wore hefty make-up on his face, creating a smokey effect around his eyes adorned with a few silver stickers while his lips were painted black. His thick eyebrows are sort of trimmed to form a crisscross contour, added by a piercing on both ends. If there is anything that is excessive on his body, that is his piercings. His brows were pierced, and he wore two little red buttons as embellishments. His nose and tongue were not spared, as they were shackled with either a small chained diamond brace or a ring-like gem. But the most remarkable place is his ears, which are almost encased with jewelry. There were various types, of all sizes and colors. One would want to know and ask if his ears are heavy because of the shocking number of accessories dangling. His appearance at that time did not resemble anything from his current smart appearance. It nearly gave the impression that they we
However, Jun Zihao's situation is not promising. Although he was still conscious, this did not guarantee that everything was fine. He was taken immediately to the ICU by Ru Weimin to have his body checked. His body must have encountered something to cause such a severe reaction. It's better to be safe than sorry, so check it. Jun Zihao, on the other hand, experienced a drifting sensation. Although he was unable to describe it precisely, he felt as though something heavy had been removed from his body. Or, in some other way, the weight of his body was gently dissipating, just as a soul would gradually depart from its body. It wasn't a good experience. Such vulnerability was something Jun Zihao loathed. He doesn't want to be a burden. The want to repay all the kindness shown to him should be coming from the original soul's subconscious. And the only way he could have felt worthy was by giving himself up. He believed that he was unworthy of treatment. Ruminating through the previou
Qi Sying can't remember anything. He knows he had never been in an accident before, nor experienced anything fatal enough to activate the so-called 「SYSTEM」 that was given to him by a person who was clad in white clothes. His mind is blank. No events pertaining to his former self remained in his mind. Though, he is most clear to his body's disposition. He is human and the place he was in not a place where humans should exist. A voice is telling him from the deepest part of his soul, saying, 'You should not be here'. He did not belong here. However, there are still a few things that Qi Sying can remember. He knows his name by chance, that he is already twenty years old, and his appearance is very average. His image is something one would forget after three seconds of meeting. These were the facts that were usually e
Qi Sying gasped for air as he groggily regained consciousness. He remained motionless for a moment when a sharp throbbing pain suddenlywhackedhis head. Qi Sying whimpered, biting his lips to stop his voice from leaking. It took him a while to regain focus and called the system frantically, ASAP. A cold voice spoke inside his mind. The system is narrating his successful transfer mechanically. It didn't alleviate the incessant throbbing of his temples and made it worst. Qi Sying felt a sudden overwhelming desire of smashing his head against the wall. He had no idea transferring worlds could be so vexing. [This system can reassure the host that transferring worlds is not painful. The pain the host is feeling is from the body the host resided.] Qi Sying gritted his teeth, trying to retain his reason. His brows are sweating prof
Upon opening his eyes for the second time in this world, Qi Sying was greeted by the sight of himself in yet another white room. The difference is that he was able to immediately recognize the type of room in which he was staying. After perceiving numbing pain in his left hand, Qi Sying made a short sigh. He doesn't have to turn his wrist to see that he has a dextrose line attached to it. Using his right arm, he soothed the area from his brows up to his temples in a gentle manner. The discomfort is still present, but it can be tolerated for the time being. "System, what just happened?" He inquired after double-checking that he was the only one in the room. [Host fainted. You were sent to the hospital by your co-workers. Anytime later, you would have died. You have been sleeping for half a day.] "Half a day?" Qi Sying rubbed the inside of his brows together. "What's going on?" [I am waiting for host to wake up.
"This plot..." Qi Sying contemplated. "... is so simple." Compared to the dramas that he had watched on TV, this plot's interaction was so simple that he already knew the outcome of the story even though he was still in the middle of scanning the memories. Jun Zihao lived a comfortable and good life. There were no mistresses or illegitimate children to fight with, or at least some distant cousin that wanted to take their place. His brothers were not vying for any position while his parents doted on him very much. And for the f
[A/N: Qi Sying and "Jun Zihao" will be used interchangeably. Please comment if it gets confusing.] Later that day, Qi Sying arranged a family dinner. It was at a five-star restaurant known for its delicious home cooking. The Jun family used to enjoy spicy food; the more spicy, the better. But due to Jun Zihao's health condition, they rarely eat one together. Thus, Qi Sying ordered a lot of Sichuan dishes. The Jun Family was not aware that Jun Zihao had returned to the city. Though they did know he graduated from university, they expected that he would be taking a vacation first before returning. The person himself did not divulge them his plans, leaving him vulnerable to all kinds of bullying. If ever his family were there when he needed help the most, Jun Zihao won't die tragically. Once the table had been set, he contacted the main house. The people were discussing the meal for dinner when Jun Zihao's call came in. Mother Ju