Old Wang Doesn’t Want to be Tragic

PREV | CONTENT | NEXT Old Qi seemed to have received some signal from his boss and walked toward President Zhang.  When Mr. Zhang noticed something was wrong, he immediately shouted to his two bodyguards, who were standing outside. But no one responded for a long time. Old Qi smashed Mr. Zhang’s face with a […]

PREV | CONTENT | NEXT Hearing a sound of a bang, Ji Lian Huo lowered his head and saw the aluminum lunch box had fallen from his hand. Ji Lian Huo’s hands were inexplicably shaking, and he squatted down to clean up the mess. This was Uncle Yu’s lunch box, not his own. Wang Zhao

PREV | CONTENT | NEXT The street where Ji Lian Huo set up a stall was one of the prime locations in Su City.  There were two residential areas and a district-level hospital. Across the street was the famous nightclub of Su City. Ji Lian Huo wasn’t willing to finish the food given by Uncle

PREV | CONTENT | NEXT Aware that Ji Dabao was too quiet, Ji Lian Huo didn’t have time to sort out his embarrassment. He took an orange from the fruit cart, carefully peeled off the peel, and handed a piece of orange to the cub on his back. Ji Dabao held the piece of orange

PREV | CONTENT | NEXT In Su City, early mornings in October were bone-chilling. Leng Ye, who was crouched on Ji Lian Huo’s back, had his little face exposed to the cold wind and was numb. Usually, Ji Lian Huo would get up early to go to the wholesale market, buy cheap fruits, and then

PREV | CONTENT | NEXT “What rubbish!! Only know how to cry, cry, cry!! Crying all night, and not letting anyone sleep!” The man from next door scolded them. Ji Lian Huo carefully covered the ears of the child in his arms, and his thin, cracked pale lips were tightly pursed.  There was no trace

PREV | CONTENT | NEXT Twenty years of memories were instantly decompressed and came into Wang Zhao Mou’s mind. Wang Zhao Mou saw that he had worked hard to fully hold the Wang Group in his hands, and spent the next half of his life leading the company to expand continuously. The day before the

PREV | CONTENT | NEXT “Is it Wang Zhao Yun’s parents? I’m his head teacher. He again caused trouble at school. You should come and take him away as soon as possible!!” The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone obviously tried to suppress his anger, and speak politely.  Answering the call, Wang