12/02/2022
Genius Summoner - Chapter 1
In a room surrounded by four white walls, there was only an extremely heavy iron door, apart from a small window that couldn’t be smaller. A skinny teenage girl was sitting on a bed in the room. Her black hair covered her entire face, so nobody could see her expression right now.
“No.17, someone’s here to visit you today.” A gap was opened in the iron door and a gust of wind blew in from outside. The girl’s body moved a bit and she lifted her head in the end. Her pale little face had no color at all and her hollow eyes stared to the front blankly.
“Lianyi…” An emotional call made the girl turn her head slightly. When she saw the bloodshot eyes through the gap of the iron door, she slowly got off the bed and walked to the door.
“Lianyi, my Lianyi…” The man outside seemed to be choking with tears. His red eyes were filled with pain and dismay. The girl behind the iron door was his daughter, his daughter!
“Dad, you’re here.” The girl smiled slightly when she saw the man’s eyes. She touched the iron door with her hands, but a strong electric current came from the door. The girl twitched and fell on the ground.
“Lianyi, Lianyi!” The man banged on the iron door with craziness in his eyes. The guards standing outside immediately pulled the man away. He was dragged out as he stared at the iron door and yelled loudly, “You son of a b*tch, give me back my daughter! Give her back to me!”
The man’s voice got further and further until he couldn’t be heard anymore. A man in a white coat then came over and looked at the iron door for a long time. “Who let him in?”
The other workers remained silent. The man didn’t ask anything else. He took and opened the data book on the wall. “How is she today?”
“No.17 is quite stable. She’ll be able to be tested again soon.”
11/30/2022
ONE BIRTH TWO TREASURES: THE BILLIONAIRE’S SWEET LOVE
Chapter 1: Mistaken IdentitiesTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“I’m not a thief!”Within the welfare center’s dormitory, a nine-year-old girl faced everyone’s suspicions, her eyes red. She had a pair of large, watery eyes and was radiantly beautiful. However, her body looked frail due to malnutrition.Seeing everyone look at her with disdain and hate, she felt wronged and choked, “That jade… is… It is mine! I’m… I’m not a thief! My mom left that behind for me!”“So what you’re saying is that I stole your stuff?!” Standing opposite her was a girl about her age. Tilting her head, the girl eyed her coldly before she turned to smile innocently at the other children.Compared to her, the girl looked sweet and proud, as though she were a lofty, little princess showered with everyone’s love.As soon as she spoke, the children around them immediately came to her defense.“You’re obviously lying! You’re lying! Why would Rou’er steal your stuff?!”“Right, right! That’s impossible! How is Rou’er a thief? Clearly, it’s you who stole her thing!”Faced with all their condemnations and questions, the girl was unable to give any convincing explanations to defend herself. Absolutely aggrieved, she rubbed her eyes bitterly and burst into tears.“That is really my jade! Give it back….”Rou’er eyed her gloatingly and turned to speak to everyone, “Everyone, it’s clear! Xiaoshi is the thief! Don’t play with her anymore! Thieves are bad!”Several children vigorously nodded their heads. “Uh-huh! Let’s listen to Princess Rou’er! Ignore her in future! She’s a thief!”“She’s a thief! Xiaoshi is a bad girl! Stealing Rou’er’s thing, shame on you!”The children roared with laughter as they dispersed. Alone, the girl leaned against a wall. She held back her tears as she gazed at the other children’s backs, tightly clenching her fists.***A row of men clad in black suits lined up outside the director’s office.An energetic-looking elderly man past fifty sat sternly on a sofa. The set of traditional Chinese garments on him enhanced his respectable demeanor, and under the shadows of his brows was an air of fury.He might be getting on in years, his appearance slightly aged, but from his handsome facial features, one could still picture how stunning he looked during his prime.The director brought in a pile of documents, carefully showed them to the elderly man, and respectfully offered them to him. “Mr. Mu, these are the children who came into the welfare center last year. All their information is here. Please have a look.”The elderly man reached out his hand for the documents, went over some of them, and then furrowed his eyebrows. The assistant by his side caught sight of his expression and raised his head to smile at the director, asking, “That child is about eight to nine years old. May I ask, of those who were admitted last year, how many fit this condition?”The director briefly went over his memories and swiftly replied, “Please hold on a moment.”The elderly man continued to scan through the documents, yet his eyes were fixed on a family portrait. He suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed. “Let me see this girl.”
