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The National Goddess Reborn

After her rebirth, she went from the Commander of the Apocalyptic World to the useless second daughter of the Nian family from the upper-class society! 'Trash', 'stupid, and 'useless' were the typical labels the rich daughters of other families stuck on her. In the past, the Host was often framed by her manipulative sister. While her stepmother tried to seize her inheritance rights, her scumbag of a father wanted her dead more than anything in the world. Since her rebirth, Nian Yue has been settling old scores one by one. “Don't be anxious, everyone! I will slay you one by one!” From then on, she became the top scorer, the champion racer and even the god of investment! He was the Fu family's Ninth Young Master. He was handsome, violent, moody, and had an androgynous face. Many women flocked to him, but everyone knew that under that countenance was a devil that killed people like they were flies. Initially, it was thought that this devil would be arrogant and aloof all his life and would never have eyes for anyone. However, everyone’s jaw dropped when they witnessed the devil trailing behind the Nian family's Second Miss, wheedling and asking for hugs!

Lu Yiyi · perkotaan
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323 Chs

The Competition Begins

Penerjemah: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Furthermore, there was a tendency for it to continue rising!

The day before, her supernatural power was still very stable, but today, there was a significant leap. What exactly happened in one night?

Ning Qin looked at Nian Yue. He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't come back to his senses until her eyes met his.

"What are you looking at?" Nian Yue raised her eyebrows. Her tone was still casual, but the pressure on her body was getting stronger.

"You're quite pretty…" Ning Qin smiled, showing his cute dimples and canine teeth.

No matter how she looked at it, he was a cute boy.

The corners of Nian Yue's lips twitched. She changed her posture and continued to lean against the wall. Her slender and fair fingers were holding a pen, and she looked rather nonchalant.

Only her eyes looked very cold.