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Transmigration: Lady Chi Woos The Ice cold Professor Jun

When Chi Lian dies on her earth, she wakes up in the body of another girl with the same name as her on a different earth. One with empires and royal families. Poor and desperate to survive, she is bound to a virtual pet system that can access technology from its home planet for her to use. There is just one catch. The only job she can do is that of a paparazzo. From there, she is determined to build herself a media empire and take back what her family lost. Her main news worthy targets are the most wanted but hard to get bachelors of the empire. They are rich, handsome and the media is afraid of publishing their pictures and information. But somehow, Chi Lian manages to do the impossible, she takes their pictures all the time. Which woman would not pay for their exclusive pictures and news after all. One in particular attracts her the most, The cold CEO and Professor Jun Muyang who everyone says is cold to women. With her technology and wits, Chi Lian and her adopted daughter find all ways to invade his space and in the process, steal his heart. But just how far is she willing to go to melt professor Ice cube's heart and keep her competitors at a distance? All those women in the empire who wanted Jun Muyang were waiting eagerly for her rejection. But it would be a long wait. Week one..." Jun Muyang, I bought you these flowers." Jun Muyang: "Get lost." Year one..."Baby I need another kiss." Chi Lian..."Get lost." Other works. Transmigrating from a zombie world to become the mecha kings wife[ongoing]

1cutecat · 现代言情
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690 Chs

No time to waste.

Chi Lian wasted no time on that day, and she did not mince words with the targets or engage in fancy scare tactics because she had learned from her mistake with the space ship.

T4 would send an urgent text to the target, they would rush out of a building or wherever they were and get into their cars or anywhere they sought privacy. 

Most of the texts were related to things they wanted to hide, like mistresses, bastard children or the police is here to arrest you, run!. Anything that would get the target where she wanted them.

Then, she, in her invisible suit, waiting inside of the car or hiding in a corner somewhere would inject the target in the back of the neck with an anesthetic and toss them in her virtual storage space. 

She did this for the largest part of the day and when night was falling, she delivered twenty two targets to the boat. Some of the targets she delivered were part of the small fish list.