Seventh Year of my Secret Love For You
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[7YrSecretLove] Chapter 4.2 — How Long She Took Pictures Was How Long He Secretly Looked At Her
Until June 7th, whether it was in the hospital ward or the company’s high-level meeting, Luo Qi didn’t meet Jiang Shenghe. During the period, Secretary Ju called her and asked her for her ID card information to book a high-speed rail ticket to Suzhou. Luo Qi asked, as a by the way, where the hotel Continue reading
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[7YrSecretLove] Chapter 4.1 — How Long She Took Pictures, Was How Long He Secretly Looked At Her
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Jiang Sixun found that ever since Jiang Shenghe stepped into the ward, Luo Qi talked less. He, of course, knew that she used to be afraid of Jiang Shenghe—the big boss. “Let’s go out and have a drink.” He gestured to Jiang Shenghe. Jiang Shenghe didn’t comment, just ate another small piece of watermelon. Jiang Continue reading
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[7YrSecretLove] Chapter 3.2 — Of Course He Thought About It. More Than Once.
Before it was time to get off work, Luo Qi left the company early to go to the hospital. The bodyguard on duty outside the glass door of the VIP floor today was not Jiang Yueru’s bodyguard, so she didn’t know him. Luo Qi was about to introduce herself, but the bodyguard pushed open the Continue reading
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[7YrSecretLove] Chapter 3.1 — Of Course He Thought About It. More Than Once.
Luo Qi had half a cup of coffee before Jiang Sheng came back. Perhaps because of the desk separating them, she couldn’t detect the smell of cigarette smoke on his body. Just now, while he was out smoking, she had a few words with Pei Shixiao. “Signing on June 10?”, Jiang Sheng confirmed the time. Continue reading
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[7YrSecretLove] Chapter 2.2 — The Past
Luo Qi walked to the desk and placed the laptop and file boxes1 on Jiang Shenghe’s desk. He was looking at the documents, focused on work. He had changed into a white shirt and black trousers—not a trace of casualness could be found on him. Jiang Shenghe finally raised his head. “Sit down”, he said, Continue reading

