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The bride had run away and she was brought in to impersonate her, scoring a handsome husband for free. Her husband was rich, domineering, and had a great physique. Young and vigorous with plenty of strength! The boss wants to take advantage of her? Acquisition! Someone is bullying her? Blacklist! A car hit her? Smash it! "Honey, you're too violent." "I can't help it, I can't stand seeing others bully you." She was touched, thinking that happiness had arrived and that she could become Mrs. Ryan for real. Until one day, he packed her luggage for her. "Leave, she's back now." She hid her pregnancy diagnosis and left in style… Five years later, she returned home with her twins. All of a sudden one day, "Mommy, some scammer dared to impersonate our dad, we beat him up! We should be rewarded, right?" "Beat someone up? And still want a reward?" Who did these two little devils learn this violence from? Wait a minute? Their dad?... Sofia rushed to check, and who was locked in the restroom if not Mr. Ryan Gregory! Ryan Gregory roared, "How do you educate the kids!" Sofia raised an eyebrow, "I can’t help it, it's hereditary!"

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"

After five years in prison, an insignificant security guard transforms into an unparalleled expert. On the day Yang Xiao is released from prison, he learns that he actually has an adorable daughter. It turns out that five years ago, on that fateful night, he had an encounter with a stunning female CEO... Amidst the surprise, a dreadful news strikes. His daughter has been secretly harmed and is now suffering from a terminal illness. A massive conspiracy is silently unfolding.

The first meeting was at a small bar. A friend nudged his arm, smiling somewhat suggestively: A woman like Daisy Ginger should be kept in a vase, constantly admired, and toyed with at any moment. At that time, she seemed to be drunk and was persuaded by her friend to take to the dance floor and perform a dance. He propped up his face, watching the glamorous woman with casual indifference under the dazzling lights. Daisy Ginger. The name is spicy enough. The figure. Also spicy enough. * Banyan City’s young Master Wen, afflicted with a severe illness, was deemed by doctors at birth to not live past the age of thirty. He lived capriciously up to the age of twenty-five, never imagining he’d encounter such a dilemma in his lifetime—if he were to die, what would happen to the little demon at home who creates chaos and mischief without his protection, and ends up bringing harm upon herself when he’s no longer there to shield her?

Lin Mo transmigrated to an eastern fantasy world. He started off with a classic “zero to hero” opening. Because of the [God Devourer] special attribute that he was born with, he used up countless resources, yet his cultivation level wouldn’t rise even one bit. Finally, he was chased out of the clan by the chief. He became responsible for managing the market place meant for newcomers at Initial Heart Village, which is a small town in the countryside. He thought that he would live the rest of his life uneventfully as a businessman. He didn’t expect that he would awaken the [Auction Rebate System] As long as the auction house sells items, Lin Mo would receive rebates several times the value of the item sold. [Ding! The host had auctioned off leftover bits from an elixir cauldron. Rebate give: Ninth Level Ultra Elixir: Heaven Forge Restoration Pill!] [Ding! The host had auctioned off the basic cultivation method: Strength Training Long Fist. Rebate given: Ninth Level Ultra Cultivation Method: Ancient Dragon Mammoth Method!] [Ding! The host had auctioned off a rusty bronze sword. Rebate give: Ninth Rank Ultra Weapon: God Slayer Sword!] [Ding! ...] As such, Lin Mo’s insane path to greatness has begun!

Here hundreds of countries compete for supremacy, here hundreds of schools of thought flourish, he brings the strongest family head system, establishes the most powerful family, and steps onto the highest stage step by step!

[Tenant: 002] [Name: Reiko Onodera] [Physical Strength: 5] [Intelligence: 5] [Charm: 9] [Daily Rental Payment Required: 666 yen or role-play as a housewife daily (paid)] [Daily Income Generated: 5,000 yen (settled)] [Tenant Desire List:] [1. Wishes to find a suitable job (X)] [2. Hopes to bring her daughter to live together in Tokyo (X)] [3. Has found a dependable person in Tokyo (accomplished)] ………… Living in Tokyo, collecting rent while lying flat. The widow working part-time away from home, the heartbroken beauty who ran away from home... the tenants are all strange... ```

Su Qinglan sad med krydsede ben på græsset og holdt den mest buttede tigerunge, hun nogensinde havde set. “Nååh… Se nu dig,” hviskede hun og prikkede til dens lille næse. “Så sød, at jeg kunne spise dig...” En pludselig skygge tårnede sig op over hende. “Hvad er der så fantastisk ved denne stinkende unge?” spurgte en dyb, munter stemme. Hun blinkede op... og stivnede. Højt over hende stod en høj tiger-dyremand, hans gyldne øjne smalle i et dovent, rovdyragtigt smil. “Lad os få vores,” sagde han. Su Qinglans hjerne kortsluttede. … Vores? VORES?! Før hun kunne nå at bearbejde det, blev hun i næste øjeblik hejst op på hans brede skulder som en sæk korn og båret direkte mod hulen. Su Qinglan var så overrumplet af pludseligheden i det hele... at hun helt glemte at klage. *** Su Qinglans knæ slog mod hinanden, da hun stirrede op på den enorme slange. Dens kolde, røde øjne blev smalle, og dens tunge svippede ud for at smage på luften mellem dem. “S-Spis mig ikke,” stammede hun og krammede sig selv. “Jeg... jeg smager ikke godt... virkelig, jeg er senet og fuld af... øh... dårligt kolesterol.” Slangens hoved sænkede sig, til det kun var få centimeter fra hendes ansigt. Hendes ræveører spjættede vildt. Og så, før hun kunne nå at blinke... glimtede dens massive krop, skæl blev til solbrun hud og slanke muskler. Foran hende stod en mand så betagende smuk, at Su Qinglans stakkels ræveøjne løb i vand bare ved synet af ham. Su Qinglan sank en klump, og hendes hale buskede sig i panik. “Jeg... jeg...” Hendes stemme knækkede. Okay, nyt problem... slangen er hot. Hun klemte øjenene i. “Hvis du... hvis du virkelig vil...” røg det ud af hende, mens hendes ansigt brændte, “...s-så kan du... tage mig.” *** Det ene øjeblik kæmpede Su Qinglan mod zombiekongen af al sin magt. Bum! Det næste vågnede hun op i en bizar bæstverden... i kroppen på en doven, forkælet, fed lokal tyran, som alle hadede. Den “oprindelige” Su Qinglan havde været en arrogant, intrigant skurkinde, der brugte sine dage på at mobbe svagere beastkvinder, jage smukke hanner og terrorisere stammens børn. Nu, takket være skæbnens forskruede humor, havde Qinglan arvet kroppen og det dårlige rygte. Men helt ærligt? At være fed i en bæstverden var stadig bedre end at sulte i apokalypsen. Her kunne hun i det mindste spise. Det eneste problem? I denne verden var mænd ikke bare mænd, de var dyremænd. Høje, stærke, farlige... Og tilsyneladende blev enhver beastkvinde forventet at have flere ægtemænd. Hvad var hagen? Den “oprindelige” Qinglans narrestreger havde skræmt enhver anstændig han væk inden for en radius af ti mil. Bevæbnet med sine apokalyptiske overlevelsesinstinkter, en skarp tunge og et mystisk system, der pludselig blev aktiveret... "Binder til vært…" "Tillykke, vært, med din vellykkede ankomst til bæstverdenen." Qinglan besluttede, at hun ikke ville græde over skæbnen. Hvis hun skulle bo her, så ville hun leve stort, bogstaveligt talt.

When she discovered the reason Julian Sinclair adopted her, it marked the beginning of him pushing her into the abyss with his own hands. She was most afraid of being abandoned, yet in the end, she was abandoned by him. He was most afraid of losing control, yet time and again, he went crazy for her. Julian Sinclair: "Promise me, never trust anyone, including me."

The runaway Chen Enci, upon first meeting Qin Jie, mistook him for the landlord: "Renting your room and bed!" Chen Enci, who moved into Qin Jie's house, woke up hungry in the middle of the night and knocked on Qin Jie's door: "Renting pots and pans!" A month later, Chen Enci saw Qin Jie bring home a pretty lady. He lingered at the front door before banging on Qin Jie's door: "Renting bathroom, facial cleanser, and shower gel!" Half a year later, Chen Enci, drunk, leaned into Qin Jie’s arms under the influence: "Renting... you!" ... We have all become the people we dreamed of being. We haven’t forgotten each other. The alternate title of this book is "You Above the Milky Way".