RED NOTES AND KISSES - Chapter 10: FRIDA -

The entire world knows that the heir of the Jiang family is smitten with Miss Lu, but Miss Lu doesn't see it that way.Lu Jing thinks Jiang Ye has too many unbearable traits and doesn't want to indulge him.One day,the heir runs to the Lu residence.“Lu Jing, when will you finally grant me a formal status?”“Lu Jing, don't accept their things, whatever you want I will give you!”“Lu Jing, you are mine, and you can only ever belong to me in this lifetime!”Lu Jing: “Scram~ Stop disturbing my sleep!”(1v1, reunion after separation, pursuing wife to the crematorium.)

[BL WARNING: EXTREMELY MATURE CONTENT]“I know you like it when I dig deep inside you.”Maxim had been living a secret double life as a masked dancer in a brothel within the red-light district, driven by the need to earn a high income.One night, he noticed a golden-haired man staring at him with intense interest.Seizing the opportunity, Maxim seduced the stranger and lured him into his bed for a one-night stand.However, what began as a brief moment of pleasure quickly turned into a nightmare when Maxim discovered the true identity of his mysterious admirer.The revelation set off a relentless pursuit, with Maxim finding himself hunted wherever he went. Especially after knowing the golden-haired admirer was the son of the man who killed his parents.The revelation set off a relentless pursuit, as Maxim found himself being hunted wherever he went; he couldn't escape.Would Maxim surrender himself or fight for his rightful place?

It begins on the mountain.

With the glint of a knife, a flash of steel in the hands of a sworn brother. A betrayal.

Stabbed and pushed down the mountain, Zi Chen lied within the red-stained snow, left to die.

This is where it begins; he is given life by lightning,
baptized by thunder.

Those who had once betrayed him should all suffer in his cruel revenge.

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