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The Big Shot Tears Apart Her Villainess Script After Transmigrating

# FATE Tang Li, a loner learned in the mystic arts, transmigrated into a book, becoming an overbearing CEO's wife who only ever thinks of running away and trying to kill him everyday, even cohaiting with a gigolo and ended up destroyed by the CEO. Tang Li was speechless, thinking to herself that the Host must be crazy to want a gigolo instead of a CEO who has money, looks, and size! Eventually, everyone noticed in surprise that she gave up on the gigolo and started competing for the family inheritance. Not only had she accepted one impressive disciple after another, she kept hovering over her husband as well. "Darling, I think you're having indigestion, I made you warm soup." "Hold me, darling. I'm afraid of the thunder~" *** Unable to hold it any longer, the overbearing CEO undid his belt while saying dangerously, "Tang Li, you made me fall for you, and I'll have you know how deep is my love right now!" Tang Li (I just wanted a husband): "..." Listen here, darling...

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The Most Terrifying Thing Is The Human Heart

Editor: Henyee Translations

At one in the morning.

In the entire town, apart from the street lamps, only the ancestral hall was brightly lit.

Because it was late, the masters went to rest. The people on the night watch couldn't take it anymore and went to the room next door to slack.

At this moment, a twenty-five-year-old woman secretly walked to the boy's coffin. She leaned against the coffin and cried. "Hanghang, Mommy's darling, I'm here to accompany you."

The young woman sat there in a daze with her fingers on the coffin, and her eyes were dark. She kept saying the same thing over and over like a puppet.

At this moment, an old madam walked out from the side and said unhappily, "Master said that the Yin Qi is heavy here at night. He told you not to come over and accompany Hangzhou. Why are you here again?"

The young woman acted as if she did not hear anything, her fingers still subconsciously caressing the coffin.