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For money, Jin Jumo "signed" herself to the business tycoon Rong Mochen, for a period of one year. Upon their first meeting, the man's voice was icy, "I like women who keep their place, understand?" "Yes." Jin Jumo nodded lightly. So, Jin Jumo always adhered to her place, tightly locking her heart away, never crossing the line. If there was anything in her relationship with Rong Mochen that Jin Jumo hadn't anticipated, it would be... --- "Mr. Rong, our contract expired a week ago." Jin Jumo lightly curved her lips, giving a smile that didn't reach her eyes as she looked at the man in front of her. "So?" "So, Mr. Rong, are you playing rogue now?" Jin Jumo gritted her teeth. "Hmm..." Rong Mochen frowned, leisurely raising his head to look at Jin Jumo, "Is my daughter behaving well in your belly?" "It's not even two months, how do you know it's definitely a daughter..." Wait... Jin Jumo's eyes widened in terror, she hadn't told him she was pregnant... Rumor had it, a car accident targeting Z City tycoon Rong Mochen resulted in the death of a seven-month-pregnant woman. Rumor had it, after the accident, the Rong Family's president underwent a drastic change, becoming ruthless and fierce from being coldly indifferent. Rumor had it, the person killed in the accident was the person closest to Rong Mochen's heart. --- Four years later. "Brother, do we really need to find a new boyfriend for Mommy?" The little bun bit his chubby fingers, looking at the little boy beside him who was slightly taller. "Yes." The boy squinted, his gaze coldly fixed on the televised global sensation of the Rong Family's president's luxurious engagement ceremony. "But didn't Brother say that the old man named Rong is our real dad?" Jin Jumo, who had just stepped into the house, was nearly collapsing inside. How did the two little guys know Rong Mochen was...

Tragically betrayed by her father and stepsister, she was sent to an old and ugly man, never expecting to give birth to a pair of universally adored, high-appearance, high-intelligence, and high-emotional quotient "three-high" dragon and phoenix twins! Terrified that the old man would steal her children, she changed her name and went into hiding in Tibet. However, her adorable twins brought back a man of noble status for her. Seeing the man in front of her who looked exactly like her son, Silvia Yates was so shocked that she hadn't yet spoken when the man wrapped his arm around her waist......

Hace cinco años, fue atacado y abandonado en una isla desierta, donde perfeccionó un conjunto de habilidades extremadamente poderosas a través de batallas con bestias salvajes. Cinco años después, regresa a la ciudad, jurando hacer que sus viejos enemigos paguen por sus deudas de sangre! Pisoteando a los dandis, destruyendo a sus enemigos y coqueteando con las bellezas, observa cómo recorre la ciudad y escribe su propia leyenda.

After the Gaokao ended, Lin Feng started working at a bar to earn tuition. Unexpectedly, he encountered a beautiful woman who was drowning her sorrows, insisting that Lin Feng drink with her. Both got drunk as skunks, unconscious. When Lin Feng woke up, the beautiful woman had already left, and the previous night seemed like a dream. Two years later, during the first semester of his sophomore year, a beautiful tutor suddenly joined his class. Lin Feng: Hm? This beautiful lady, why does she look a bit familiar? Zhang Yuxi: Lin Feng, do you still remember that night two years ago? Lin Feng: ??? When Lin Feng saw the four adorably clueless babies in Zhang Yuxi's home, he knew he couldn’t run away anymore…

Seven years ago, Eleanor Sterling was framed and humiliated by her treacherous sister, resulting in the birth of a child with an unknown father. Seven years later, she returns with her adorable child and numerous disguises to seek revenge and sweep away all wicked foes. However, she unexpectedly finds herself entangled with two persistent individuals. Little Sticky Bun: "Mommy, it's buy one, get one free!" Big Sticky Bun traps her in his embrace, gritting his teeth: "Hacked my account?" Eleanor Sterling: "Alaric, let me explain." The man then brings out the two children, "Stole my genes?" Eleanor grits her teeth; the man who ruined her reputation years ago was him? Alaric Faulkner carries her to bed, "One stolen, punished tenfold, give me another to compensate!"

[Statut : TERMINÉ] « Feng Tianyi ! Ton frère a détruit ma famille Tang ! Y a-t-il quelque chose de bon dans ta famille ? » « En. Ne vois-tu pas comment nos gènes de belle apparence se transmettent à nos enfants ? Quant à la dette de la famille Feng, je te la paierai. » Il dit nonchalamment. Tang Moyu se moqua et croisa les bras sur sa poitrine. « Comment comptes-tu payer ? » « Que dirais-tu que je te rembourse avec mon corps ? » « ... » Tellement sans honte ! L'homme assis dans son fauteuil roulant éclata de rire en voyant son expression contrariée. « Mademoiselle Tang, ça ne sert à rien de faire semblant de ne pas l'avoir vu puisque tu as littéralement grimpé dans mon lit et profité de moi. » Il y a cinq ans, Tang Moyu était l'impératrice du monde des affaires et était au sommet de sa carrière avant d'être réduite à néant lorsque son fiancé est tombé amoureux d'une autre femme. C'était acceptable puisqu'il n'y avait pas d'amour entre elle et Feng Tianhua, mais qui aurait pu penser que cette « Cendrillon » était un loup déguisé en mouton ? Et puis il y a Feng Tianyi, le successeur tristement célèbre de la famille Feng, un auteur acclamé par la critique qui secouait constamment la liste des meilleures ventes avec ses livres. Les rumeurs disent qu'il était colérique et de mauvaise humeur. Il était si impitoyable que ni les hommes ni les femmes ne voulaient de sa compagnie. Les rumeurs disent même que son visage était si beau et hors de ce monde. Il était pratiquement un dieu parmi les hommes. C'était dommage qu'il fût handicapé. Les deux n'étaient jamais censés se rencontrer à nouveau, mais une paire de petits buns doux est intervenue. « Oncle, nous n'avons pas d'argent pour te payer les dégâts. » Le plus grand des petits buns a dit. « Mes manuscrits n'ont pas de prix, » répondit cet oncle séduisant avec amusement. « Oncle, si ça ne te dérange pas, pouvons-nous payer avec notre maman ? Elle est aussi inestimable. » Ainsi la paire de petits buns doux et l'oncle séduisant conclurent un accord mais qui aurait pensé que la femme en question était une reine froide comme la glace venue de l'enfer qui avait une étrange affinité pour les sucreries ? —— Éditeur/relecteur : ninaviews Couverture du livre : Bizzybiin / droits d’auteur 2020 anjeeriku

Al despertar, Jiang Fan se convirtió en un pescador de bajo nivel en el Condado de Tonghe, con un hogar vacío como cuatro paredes y un estómago rugiendo de hambre. En su interior, tiene una hermosa esposa a quien mantener, y en el exterior, enfrenta la opresión de la Banda del Rey Dragón y el Gobierno, acosado por problemas internos y aflicciones externas, casi al final de su cuerda. Afortunadamente, despierta su Gráfico de Vida con el atributo de Grandes Bendiciones Iguales al Cielo: sobrevivir a grandes pruebas ciertamente traerá felicidad futura. Mientras supere las tribulaciones, seguramente ganará oportunidades, con el Destino sobre él. …… Millones y millones de años después, Jiang Fan mira los fragmentos de los tesoros supremos de la Familia Inmortal en su hogar, junto con las Hadas de la Secta, las Diosas de la Dinastía, reinas demonios sin igual y chicas zorro incomparables a punto de iniciar una pelea, y quiere llorar sin lágrimas. Cielos, por favor no envíen más, realmente no envíen más, a este paso, la casa está a punto de incendiarse, verdaderamente no puede soportar más.

Ao acordar, Jiang Fan se tornou um pescador de baixo nível no Condado Tonghe, com uma casa vazia como quatro paredes e um estômago roncando de fome. Por dentro, ele tem uma bela esposa para sustentar, e por fora, enfrenta a opressão da Gangue do Rei Dragão e do Governo, atormentado por problemas internos e aflições externas, quase no fim de suas forças. Felizmente, ele desperta sua Carta da Vida com o atributo Grandes Bênçãos Iguais ao Céu: sobreviver a grandes provações certamente trará felicidade futura. Desde que ele supere as tribulações, certamente ganhará oportunidades, com o Destino sobre ele. …… Milhões e milhões de anos depois, Jiang Fan olha para os pedaços dos tesouros supremos da Família Imortal em sua casa, junto com as Fadas da Seita, as Deusas da Dinastia, rainhas demônio incomparáveis e garotas raposa sem igual prestes a começar uma briga, ele quer chorar sem lágrimas. Céus, por favor não enviem mais, realmente não enviem mais, nesse ritmo, a casa está prestes a pegar fogo, verdadeiramente não aguenta mais.

Dies ist eine Welt, in der jeder an Simulationen teilnimmt, inmitten einer unheimlichen apokalyptischen Umgebung. Nur durch einen Himmelstrotzenden Schicksalswandel im simulierten Leben kann man vermeiden, vom schwarzen Nebel verschlungen zu werden. Lu Yuan gerät zufällig hinein und erhält ein Adaptives Talent, wodurch er in jeder Simulation automatisch ein göttliches Talent bekommt! Erstes Leben: Eine moderne Technologiewelt, in der das Kampfkunst-Dao im Niedergang begriffen ist. [Himmel belohnt Fleiß]: Mit jedem bisschen Anstrengung erntet man das Hundertfache an Belohnung; selbst das Atmen macht dich stärker! Zweites Leben: Eine Magische Welt, wiedergeboren als gewöhnliches Skelett. [Untotenkalamität]: Verwandle dich in den Untoten Dominator und kämpfe mit der Katastrophenlegion gegen den Abgrundsdämon! Einiges Leben: Parasitäre Kultivierung, bei der Kultivierende von der Insektenrasse aufgezogen werden. [Himmelstrotzende Auffassungsgabe]: Erschließe das Gu Dao Kultivierungssystem und werde der erste Gu-Unsterbliche in der Geschichte! Während jedes göttliche Talent aktiviert wird, entdecken die Götter und Dämonen schließlich mit Schrecken...

Mestre disse, a mulher que eu segurei em minhas mãos, eu devo proteger pelo resto da minha vida Mestre disse, é difícil cultivar como um Demônio, e uma vez que você entra no Dao Demoníaco, você nunca deve olhar para trás. Mestre disse, o Céu é um Círculo e a Terra é um Quadrado; aquele Círculo representa (é) a perfeição consumada, e aquele Quadrado representa (é) as bordas e cantos do Coração de alguém, é uma rebelião contra o Destino, uma Desobediência ao Céu. Meu mestre se chama Ning Fan, ele não é uma pessoa, ele é meramente uma Borboleta que entrou na Demonidade. Ele estava procurando por alguém. Ninguém sabia quem ele estava procurando. Ninguém sabia por quanto tempo ele iria procurar...