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The main story is Part 67

Since ShangFan is so busy that he can not pick it up at home, he will lead me to my company, but it’s not easy for me to see where I can not see. So he brought me. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version. If you have any questions about this, maybe you should read the FAQ.

This is also the key to changing this situation.

That day he supported me from the room he got in a car down the stairs for two months. I am behind the car and, like a lot of mud, I am ready to be imprisoned at another place in his office.

I think he does not show me before others, but I’m wrong. He openly places me in the corner of the sofa’s office. To avoid secret business divisions, I do not talk about it, but I really can not tolerate a part of my body that their eyes can enter and hate.

There are women and men who watch me see animals in zoos.

Every time this happens, ShangFan always envies me with a hidden smile. He wants to enjoy my poverty, so I deliberately sat directly and admired as people. When I saw that he was angry with him, he really had a lot of me.

I will slowly put books on my feet. I take coffee next to me, I slowly drink alcohol, and I’m going to freeze. I do not like coffee, I hate new coffee …

Looking at the tray, the line of sight is moving. Here is a small note. The words are written with a delicate beautiful handwriting: please find a way to tell young teachers about their place.

I dig deep, I emptied the heaven cup into a glass tray very much.

ShangFan, who focuses on his work, saw me and before he showed me an empty cup: “I do not want to drink it.

He supported his cheek against the palm and said that he was a little lazy. “My fault, I should give you milk.”

“I want to write a coffee”

“Please be careful, otherwise, I can not go to bed at night, I think that if the time comes, we will not do anything.”

My handbook is tired, he still looks lazy because his head is angry.

As expected, after a few minutes someone gets into and gives me a cup of fresh white coffee. Those who give me coffee are obedient, but they are the same person. I will drink coffee in my hand, and I will slightly bend my head.

I say: “I want to see the artificial shine of the morning.”

I said this phrase to someone standing in front of me who gave the coffee. He is released with a faint smile because he has an artificial campfire where I am.

ShangFan raised his head: “You have a lot of demands today.” This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version. If you have any questions about this, maybe you should read the FAQ.[/hide]

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Main Story Part 67

ShangFan takes me to his company because he’s busy to the point of not being able to bring everything back home, but he doesn’t feel any ease with putting me somewhere where he can’t see me. That’s why he brought me along.

This is also the key to changing this situation.

That day he carries me out of the room that I was imprisoned in for a full two months, down the stairs and onto the car all in one go. Just like that I’m placed on the backseat of the car, and like a pile of mud I’m arranged to be imprisoned in another location —— his office.

I thought he wouldn’t let me appear before other people, but I’m wrong. He openly puts me on the single sofa in the corner of the office. There’s no trace of him evading discussing business top secrets in front of me, but I really hate the people who come in and their surprised eyes instantly can’t bear to part from my body…

There are women and men who look at me as if they’re looking at a zoo animal.

Every time this happens, ShangFan will always glance at me with a hidden smile. He wants to enjoy my embarrassment and so I deliberately sit upright and let people admire me as they please. Seeing that I’m angry with him, he actually greatly dotes on me.

I flip through the book on my leg time after time. I pick up the coffee next to me and gently take a sip, and I instantly frown. I hate coffee, even more so, I hate freshly grounded coffee…

My line of sight moves as I look towards the tray. There’s a small note lying on it, there’s a line of words written in delicate and pretty handwriting: Find a way to let Young master know your location.

I breathe deeply and I place the empty cup on the glass tray a bit forcefully.

ShangFan who’s concentrating on his work looks up at me and I point to the empty cup before saying, “I don’t want to drink this.”

He leans his cheeks against his palm and says in a slightly lazy manner, “My negligence, I should’ve given you milk.”

“I prefer brewed white coffee.”

“Be careful or else you won’t be able to sleep at night. When the time comes I won’t mind us doing something else.”

The book in my hand flies out, he still looks lazy after dodging with his head.

As expected, a few minutes later, someone comes in and gives me a freshly brewed cup of white coffee. The person that give me the coffee is obedient but it’s the same person, I slightly nod my head at him when I receive the coffee cup from his hands.

I say, “I want to see the fireworks the day after tomorrow.”

I said this sentence to the person standing in front of me who gave me the coffee. He retreats with a faint smile because the location of the fireworks is where I’m going to be.

ShangFan lifts his head up, “You really have many demands today.”

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