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A glimmer of humble hope.

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Want to be with her.

Want to spend the rest of his life with her.

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Song Jinxi’s biological clock is very strange. She must sleep for a full eight hours a day before she wakes up again.

If she went to bed at twelve o’clock the night before, she would have to sleep until after eight o’clock the next morning before she could wake up. If she works overtime and goes to bed too late at night, she will have to ask for a leave the next day and postpone her work.

Because, as long as she doesn’t get enough sleep for eight hours, whether it’s an alarm clock or a dozen soul stirring and life-threatening serial calls, she won’t be able to hear it.

Those sounds seem to be automatically shielded by the body.

But if she goes to bed at ten o’clock the night before, she will wake up naturally at six o’clock the next day.

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However, this biological clock seemed to become invalid after she arrived in the novel world. Song Jinxi woke up and subconsciously went to touch her bedside table, and she indeed found her mobile phone on it.

Shen Liuchen should have brought it for her.

As she thought, she looked at the time, and she felt that something was wrong. The time showed that it was eight o’clock in the morning. She put her mobile phone back and thinking that she didn’t have to go to work today anyway, she got up lazily.

When she was crawling, she suddenly realized what was wrong.

Her hand was actually chained, and the other end of the chain was fixed to the bed.

Song Jinxi slowly raised her hand and looked at it. Three exclamation marks popped up in her mind.

Male god, this is going against the sky!

This is really playing captivity with her.

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“Shen Liuchen!”

She shouted out loudly.

After shouting twice, there’s still no response. She took out her mobile phone and wanted to call Shen Liuchen when she suddenly realized that she didn’t seem to have saved his phone number… She feels somewhat worried for a while.

She doesn’t know where Shen Liuchen went.

He won’t just lock her here, without even giving her breakfast, right?

Fortunately, what Shen Liuchen locked her with was a chain and not handcuff. If it is a chain, her right hand could still move.

She picked up her mobile phone again and saw that there was a notification of unread messages on WeChat. She opened it and looked at it. They were messages sent by Lin Xiaoxiao.

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A lovely cat emoji and greetings.

Song Jinxi replied good morning to her and also sent over a cute emoji.

It suddenly occurred to her that she had added Shen Liuchen’s WeChat yesterday, so she planned to send him a message.

While she was still typing, the bedroom door was opened. Shen Liuchen came in with a bowl of porridge and put it on the bedside table.

Song Jinxi: “…”

“This chain, are you going to lock me here all the time?” She put on a very serious expression on her face.

Shen Liuchen didn’t speak and opened the chain for her in silence.

“It couldn’t be that you went into the study with your assistant last night for this, right?” Song Jinxi raised her hands and shook it in front of him. “Shen Liuchen, you can’t do this.”

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Shen Liuchen slightly pursed his thin lips and raised his eyes to look at her.

“It’s too dangerous outside. It will always be easy for you to get hurt.” He said.

“It was just an accident yesterday, really…” Song Jinxi frowned slightly and felt a little bit powerless. She raised her hand and rubbed the center between her eyebrows. “One night has passed, and your mood should have stabilized, right? Shall we have a good talk?”

Shen Liuchen lowered his head and she couldn’t see his expression. She just felt that he seemed to exude an aura of resistance.

“Let’s put this chain’s matter aside. Don’t kill people, okay?”

“They have done the preparation already.” Shen Liuchen said.

The author has something to say:

The fake identity didn’t fall today. It will fall in the next chapter.

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