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            <title>FSGOR Ch108 &#8211; Extra Anchor</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[The journey from the elevator to the hotel suite seemed endless. Jiang Tian, just barely an adult, had never experienced the effects of drugs before—his body burned with an unquenchable fire, and even hugging an ice block would have been useless.  &#160; Of course, there was no human ice block beside him. He, like a little dog, was throwing himself into his arms.  &#160;…]]></description>
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            <title>FSGOR Ch107 &#8211; Extra Anchor</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[Jiang Tian’s carefully prepared gift had been shredded — all thanks to a big, greedy mutt. Thinking back on it now… maybe it was his fault for bringing cookies that smelled too good. The other little gifts could be replaced. But the bank card with multiple bite marks? That was his entire plan, ruined. “……” Jiang Tian visibly fell into a sulk. In his…]]></description>
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            <description><![CDATA[Chu Xuyu had always disliked attending banquets , unless it was for business. This time, he showed up purely as a favor. More specifically… He was doing it as a favor to a friend’s dog. Fu Boxi, who spent most of his time abroad, would bring his Blue Bay Shepherd, Eason, whenever he returned to China. Despite the long journey, the dog never tired…]]></description>
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            <title>FSGOR Ch105 &#8211; Extra Anchor</title>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2025 00:02:59 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[Jiang Tian should have reflexively refused, like he usually did. But for some reason, a voice surfaced in his mind: [Just meet up and have a proper conversation.] [He really seems to like you. If you explain it clearly, he’ll take the money back.] [He doesn’t feel like the others who’ve pursued you. You don’t hate the idea of meeting him… do you?] That…]]></description>
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            <title>FSGOR Ch104 &#8211; Extra Anchor</title>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 27 Sep 2025 00:02:03 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[Jiang Tian took a lightning-fast combat shower. Once he returned to his bedroom, the whole world quieted down. The boy closed the door gently and sat at the edge of his bed, opening the birthday gift his sister had given him — the latest model of a popular brand’s e-reader. Because his phone was outdated, he didn’t have many apps downloaded, and when he…]]></description>
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            <title>FSGOR Ch103 &#8211; Extra Anchor</title>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 26 Sep 2025 00:35:37 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[&#160; Jiang Tian escorted his friends downstairs and walked back to the unit door. In the quiet night, he heard the voice message. The man&#8217;s voice fell beside his ear, with a long-lost sense of familiarity and a magnetic maturity that was completely different from his teenage years.  It inexplicably made his ears burn. Jiang Tian rubbed his ears. He was somewhat uncomfortable and…]]></description>
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            <title>FSGOR Ch102 &#8211; Extra Anchor</title>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 25 Sep 2025 00:34:52 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[From that day onward, once Top Gifter Bro learned that he wasn’t yet of age, his attitude did a complete 180. &#160; From warm and enthusiastic… to distant and indifferent. &#160; His explanation? “Adults need to have adult boundaries.” &#160; Jiang Tian: “…” &#160; So, does that mean once I am of age, you’re planning to toss those boundaries out the window? &#160; Even…]]></description>
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            <title>FSGOR Ch101 &#8211; Extra Anchor</title>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 24 Sep 2025 00:34:25 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[Jiang Tian heard his childhood friend firmly insist that the top donor had ulterior motives, which made him understandably anxious. To calm his nerves before the planned voice call, he decided to take a walk and stream. Coincidentally, while walking and streaming, he came across a junior student from a financially struggling family who had been in a bike accident. Jiang Tian accompanied him…]]></description>
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            <title>FSGOR Ch100 &#8211; Extra Anchor</title>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 23 Sep 2025 00:33:27 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[Jiang Tian could no longer stay calm. Though he had been recovering at home for a month and his leg injury had mostly healed—he could move around just fine recently—he still felt like something was wrong with his body. Even his breathing felt a little strained. He didn’t reply to the messages. Instead, he called Lu Qiao. He knew his childhood friend had the…]]></description>
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            <title>FSGOR Ch99 &#8211; Extra Anchor</title>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 22 Sep 2025 00:32:42 +0000</pubDate>
            <dc:creator>707</dc:creator>
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            <description><![CDATA[Ningcheng International Airport. Chu Xuyu had just returned from Los Angeles and got into the driver’s seat of his Black Warrior SUV. His muscular arm reached across his body to grab the seatbelt—right then, a notification pinged from the phone lying carelessly on the passenger seat. It was a message from his secretary, surprisingly unrelated to work—but it completely piqued his interest. Simon: Boss…]]></description>
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