Yu Feng was really angry, his mind occupied with Su Xing saying his name was Su Chen on the phone. The question was, did he know that they met a month ago in Beijing? His anger was slowly obscured with some doubts. Then there was some curiosity, what exactly did that guy livestream on the … Continue reading IPMH Chapter 42

Things were scattered all over the place, from dirt-encrusted kudzu roots to yams. As Xiong Yuanfei said, it was inevitable that one’s hands would get dirty picking the items up. However Yu Feng did not care, when he looked at the things, he remembered the object of his current annoyance, Su Chen. The day before … Continue reading IPMH Chapter 41

Su Xing was talking nonsense with open eyes and held his breath and waited for the homeowner’s response. It took a while before the other side said without doubt, “Okay, since you are tired, then we’ll talk next time.” The young man’s heart was filled with joy and he carefully whispered, “Okay, good night Mr. … Continue reading IPMH Chapter 40

In truth, Su Xing also had a medicine box at home. Several times in the past, Su Xing bought red antiseptic, sanitizer, gauze and so on which were all used for open wounds. But for a while, he forgot anti-inflammatory ointment for swelling. Whether or not the homeowner had any, the next time he went … Continue reading IPMH Chapter 39