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Summary
The task is clear, but Xue Yang is having trouble carrying it out.
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Imported from Archive of Our Own. Original work id: 52696846.
Imported from Archive of Our Own. Original work id: 52696846.
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English
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Drabble,
Xiao Xingchen’s corpse is also there,
how to get on your (villainous) friend’s last nerve
“Do you have a problem, Chengmei?” Jin Guangyao asked.
Xue Yang slammed down his stirring rod—a gritty substance sprayed across the bench. “Yes, I have a problem!” he snapped. “There’s no fucking point following the formula if the ingredients aren’t pure enough. What the hell’s this cinnabar cut with? Your father’s dead, no one’s checking your account book anymore!”
Jin Guangyao only smiled faintly, leaning back on the bier that held Xiao Xingchen’s body. “True, my father is dead,” he said. “That means I don’t have to support your work here; it’s a personal favour. Think on that, perhaps.”