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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 · Thành thị
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Cat and Mouse Game (2)

Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios

It looked like she had underestimated Mo Yi.

Even though she knew that there would definitely be someone with ill intentions coming in during the new students' assessment, she did not expect that person to be Mo Yi!

"Yue Yue…"

Wang Zhizhi was frightened. Unknowingly, her mouth had been covered and a gun was pressed against her forehead!

"What are you trying to do?!" Li Yi's face darkened!

They did not even see how Mo Yi's people attacked before Wang Zhizhi became a hostage!

"I'll play a game with you guys!"

Mo Yi snapped his fingers. His devilish face still had a nonchalant smile. "This game is called Cat and Mouse."

"The rules of the game?" Nian Yue raised her eyebrows. There was a hint of coldness on her casual face and her eyes were as deep as ink. They were like the calm before the storm.