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My Breathtaking CEO Wife

Author: Li Mu Ge

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Synopsis

No one knows where he came from, however, those who have seen the real him only have one evaluation of him: A person who have signed a contract with the devil. People calls him the Demon King. However, only he himself knows how much he thirsts for tranquility. After entering an contractual marriage, his wife was as cold as an iceberg. This family was like a battlefield in Africa where they need to have everything going their own way!

Table of Contents

Volume 1

Chapter 1 - The Cold Wife at Home

Chapter 2 - I'm Honestly Here to Get Hired

Chapter 3 - I Sure Know A Lot

Chapter 4 - No Thanks, I've Found A Job

Chapter 5 - Darn It, A Rival!

Chapter 6 - A Good-For-Nothing

Chapter 7 - Tang Wan

Chapter 8 - Lin Yi's Helplessness

Chapter 9 - What Do You Think Of Xiao Yi?

Chapter 10 - Can't Catch Old Birds with Chaff

Forced Marriage VIP Front-Seat: My Superstar Ex-wife is very Popular

Three years ago, President Qiao did not hesitate to sign the papers when Xia Ning placed the divorce papers in front of him. Three years later, she is an up-and-coming star in show biz; watched by the public but knee-deep in scandals. He is a resolute emperor in the business world; powerful and omnipotent. Their paths were supposed to be separate and independent, but— Standing at her door, the legendary ruthless and unyielding diamond bachelor asks for a remarriage. A cute bun appears from behind and gazes at Xia Ning with his big, starry eyes. "Mummy, Daddy will cook, I will warm the bed, please take us in."

Clear Sky Dance · Urban

My Sweet Physician Wife Calls The Shots

"Zhong Nuannuan, your charges have been withdrawn. The courts have declared you innocent and pronounced you not guilty for murder. You can leave prison now. Your family is waiting for you in the waiting room outside." Zhong Nuannuan was startled. She pushed the female prison guard to the side and ran toward the waiting room. She did not even bother to put on her shoes. If not for the icy feeling she felt at every step of the way reminding her that this was not a dream, Zhong Nuannuan would not have believed that she had resurrected. As she burst through the doors and saw him again, she knew in her heart, that this time she would get it right. This time she would cherish him properly and hopefully, just hopefully, turn her own fate around.

Yuan Lai · Urban

How I Fell for My Hidden Marriage Hubby

She conspires and provokes the most powerful young master in Beijing! They sign a contract and with his every call, she has to go anywhere and do anything his bidding. When their contract ends, she smirks and said, “I’ll take the money and you can leave. We don’t owe each other anything.” He is Young Master Ya who rules Beijing. He controls the business empire during the day, and he is the strongest king at night. He is cold and women are merely playthings to him. With his power, the women he has eyes on have never been willing to leave him, yet she is an exception. She loves money, like all the previous women, but she is never shy of showing her greed. And he never realizes that he will ever grow a heart for such a promiscuous and cheap woman… He points a gun straight at her heart. “Die with me, or accept my love—which one do you choose?” She pouts and turns around, before she pushes an adorable child into his arms. “Here, there’s your answer.”

Early October · Urban

Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

When she woke up, she had transmigrated into An Jiuyue, a woman living with two young children on a mountain after her husband abandoned her. She was pushed to the ground, and now, there was a bloody wound on her head. With only a handful of rice left in the rice bag, she had relied on digging wild vegetables to satisfy their hunger every day. Her children were so often starved that they were all skin and bones. On top of that, a wicked woman threatened her to sell her son! If she refused, the woman would snatch him away forcefully. But An Jiuyue took a deep breath, revealed her sharp claws, beat the woman up, and threw her out of the house. She could show the woman she was not to be messed with! They were out of rice and vegetables now, but she was not afraid. Acquiring food using her spatial abilities was as easy as curling her fingers! Moreover, her spatial abilities were unlimited, and her medical skills did not deteriorate. She could no doubt earn money and raise her children well! As for her ex-husband… The prince, who had returned from the battlefield, smiled maliciously. "My beloved concubine, please calm down. I brought back a mountain of gold from the battlefield as a gift for you and our children."

Slightly Attractive · Urban

My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

A genius talisman practitioner is reborn as a seven-year-old girl! However, her innocent appearance belies her vicious personality. In the remote countryside, the Crown Prince runs into her, beating up her enemy. She is indifferent, but it’s love at first sight for the Crown Prince! “Not good, Your Highness the Crown Prince, Her Highness the Crown Prince Consort used an immobilization talisman on His Majesty the Emperor, and His Majesty is currently eating dirt in the main hall.” “Isn’t that normal? Who told that dog emperor to provoke my wife? I say it’s a job well done! Pour a bucket of ice water on him to cool him down!” “Your Highness the Crown Prince, it’s really not good this time! The great Crown Prince Consort threw out three explosion talismans and destroyed Noble Consort Zheng and her house!” A certain crown prince laughed madly. “Job well done! She’s truly my wife; she’s as awesome as always!” “Crown Prince, Crown Prince, it’s seriously bad this time! A beautiful man appeared in the great Crown Prince Consort’s room!” You got cuckolded again! The crown prince harshly picked up the handsome man half laying on her bed. “Who are you?” A certain consort replied with a stoic face. “I drew a deity-inviting talisman and summoned a venerable immortal of love.” “Get lost as soon as you finish fighting!” “Oh, sorry, it's easier to invite the devil in than to send him away!” I’m not leaving! Embark on this adventure of a little stoic who just wants to grow stronger and protect her family but unwittingly ends up with a merry company of troublemakers. A riveting cocktail of cultivation, zombies, and sci-fic!

Zi Yunxi · Fantasy

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queenCzs · Video Games

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2019-02-13

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Brogli · Fantasy

NOOBSLAY3R

2019-08-26

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Black Swordsman Online · Games

HentaiVeteran

2019-01-13

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DimensionRider · Fantasy

Gerardo_Rivera

2020-08-20

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Old novel: stepfather 1/stepfather encounter It was a story about an old man and his stepfather. This man was called Jack. He had a very loving stepfather named Tom. Jack and Tom had a deep relationship. They respected and supported each other. However, when Tom died unexpectedly, Jack had to face the huge impact of his stepfather's sudden departure. He felt very lonely and lost because he had no real family to rely on. However, fate seemed to be helping Jack. One day when he was walking in the park, he met a mysterious old man. The old man told him that he was a stepfather and had always played an important role in his life. This stepfather not only taught Jack many important principles, but also accompanied him through many difficult times. Jack was shocked but also grateful. He began to realize that although he did not have a father's love, he had received the love and care of many people. So Jack decided to continue living with his stepfather's help. He learned how to be grateful and cherish his stepfather and other relatives. He also began to rebuild his relationship with his stepfather, although it might take some time. However, he knew that he could return to his stepfather's arms at any time to feel his warmth and love.

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I was banned from the Olympics because I was too strong.

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Eight Colored Cat

After hugging someone's thigh, I went crazy in the survival variety show

[Shuang Jie, 1v1, Redemption, Giant Pet] Yun Xianghuan, the pitiful little girl who had been disfigured by the fate of being taken away by the book and the daughter. In order to defy the heavens and change his fate, he had staked everything on participating in a wilderness live broadcast variety show with the lowest survival rate in the world. She had thin arms and legs, and her chin was thin. One look and one could tell that she was malnourished and weak. Everyone unanimously thought that Yun Xianghuan was a cannon fodder who had eaten a box lunch on the first day. Even Yun Xianghuan felt the same way. However…banana leaves, bamboos, hatchets, fat fish…When these urgently needed supplies suddenly appeared in front of Yun Xianghuan, the atmosphere gradually became strange. Yun Xianghuan was speechless. Could it be that she had magic that could grant her wishes? Until one day, Yun Xianghuan suddenly bumped into a big black panther with wings, carefully placing a bunch of grapes in front of her house… Yun Xianghuan was speechless. Ah…Help! She…she seemed to be pampered by the Beast Deity! As time passed, Yun Xianghuan developed a strong affection for the big black panther. Yun Xianghuan pinched the little meat on her stomach and looked at her fair and chubby self. Not only was she not happy, but she was also crying her heart out. This was because the Leopard Lord's gaze on her had become more and more strange recently… As expected, she knew that the big black panther would not treat her well for no reason. It must have treated her as storage food. Now that she was well, she would definitely be eaten. Yun Xianghuan gritted her teeth and reached out her hand." You…you can eat me now!" Wuwuwu…" When a certain leopard heard this, he immediately transformed into a living person. He pulled his tie and approached. His eyes were filled with smiles. "QAQ!" Note: This article is also known as "Shocking!" After Rebirth, I Was Spoiled by the Beast Deity,"" After Rebirth, I Changed to Take Beauty and Force My Miserable Redemption Script,"" Man vs. Wild: Leopard Lord, Don't Bite Me "

One Punch Lu Mingfei: " Out of interest, Dragon King, retreat."

Fake Lu Mingfei thought,'I'm a person who occasionally goes crazy! The real Lu Mingfei, I'm just a hero who's out of interest. Fake Lu Mingfei: Lu Mingze, I want to exchange a quarter of my health! The real Lu Mingfei thought,'I've become stronger, and I've become bald. I can deal with the Dragon King with one punch. If one punch isn't enough, I'll give you two!'

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