Gerald Michaels was shot to death by his only friend but he woke up with his body back to the time people still fawns over him. 

Reborn with vengeance in tow, watch as he get distracted by romance and make revenge a side job.


A/n: Originally a Wattpad Story with the same title but edited. 

Warning: This one will be full of curse and cusses. Please be reminded.

In a world of death watch as a sheep becomes king.

"Don't worry, I won't Pester you anymore. Take care. "
After saying that, Jack left without looking back.
"Jack... ! "
Cheng Lin subconsciously reached out to grab him, but she only grabbed the tie in his hand.
The Tie in Jack's palm didn't even grip it hard. With a hook, it completely slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground.
The silk-like smooth tie slipped out of Cheng Lin's palm and fell to the ground, but she felt a pain as if it was hooked by a barb.
She wanted to ask Jack to stay, but what about after she asked him to stay?
Should she agree to him?
But what if she didn't love him?
Wouldn't that obviously hurt him?
Moreover, she didn't respect Jack's love for her. Even if she wanted to agree, at least let her see that there was a place for him in her heart.
If she had to use time to prove it, it was also good that she wanted to do this. Both of them would calm down, and this kind of relationship would be more certain.
Cheng Lin didn't see Jack's dejected and disappointed turn around, or the heartbroken tears of a man.
He hoped that she would let him stay, so he turned around and walked very slowly. However, she only called his name in the end, and nothing else happened.
With every step he took, he felt as if there was a heavy weight under his feet, as if there were two huge iron balls tied to his ankles.
He was so slow that he still did not get Cheng Lin's words. He raised his eyes and looked at the beautiful night sky. The moon hung high in the sky, and the stars were everywhere. It was really too beautiful.
However, his mood was now at the bottom of the valley, and his heart was so painful that even breathing hurt.
He blinked his already wet eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. A bitter smile appeared on his face.
He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. It was as if he had put something down, or as if he had removed the "iron ball" on his feet. He left in large strides without the slightest hesitation.
Cheng Lin watched his figure walk further and further away until his shadow was no longer visible. She then slowly placed her hand on her heart.
"There's still a place for him here, isn't there? Otherwise, why would it hurt? "
Cheng Lin murmured softly. She didn't chase after him, but went in the opposite direction with Jack.
Today's actions ended here. She just wanted to be quiet and properly sort out the feelings in her heart. She didn't want to make a decision that she regretted.
She had to do this before she saw Di Junlin make a final decision whether or not she still had him in her heart.
...
"Oh right, Hubby! Where did you tell er Qi to put that White Lotus? Why do I feel that it's so strange? Why did Yi Xuan and Bai Lan burn their fingers when they touched it? Don't you think that's too illogical? "
After a passionate exchange, Lan Keqin felt her mouth and tongue dry. She got up and poured a cup of boiling water by the water dispenser to drink.
As she drank, she couldn't help but think of what happened that afternoon. Every time she thought of it, she felt that it was very strange.
There were also the Purple Lotus pendants that those people gave to Anja and Xiaoqin. She felt that it was not that simple.
These three lotus flowers seemed to have life, especially di Junlin's White Lotus.
"It's a little strange, but everything goes with the flow. Moreover, a glowing lotus flower doesn't mean anything. After all, clothes nowadays can be made to look like moonlight. It's not a big deal that a lotus flower can glow. "
Di Junlin slowly stood up. He felt that it was necessary to bring the White Lotus and the diamond the size of an egg into the room.
The White Lotus looked elegant and classy. It wouldn't be bad if it was placed in the bedroom. It could even be used as a table lamp.
As for the diamond the size of an egg, he could also study it and find out how to cut it into a "Keqin Heart" and give it to the little woman in front of him.
"I think so. "
Lan Keqin nodded. She felt that she was making a fuss over nothing. After all, technology was so advanced nowadays. It was not impossible to have such a possibility.
"I'll go downstairs and bring the Lotus and diamonds up. I'll let you experience it while I'm at it. "
Di Junlin chuckled. He could feel her love for White Lotus, so he decided to put on his clothes and go down to get them.
"MM! I won't go down. I just moved in today. There are still a lot of things I haven't finished packing. I'll tidy them up first. "
Lan Keqin nodded. She got up and walked to the wardrobe. Before she moved the things in here and had no time to tidy them up, she had already arrived at Xiaoqin and Anja's wedding. She had been busy until today.
The clothes inside were all the clothes that she and Di Junlin had to wear this season. She had to hang them up. Tomorrow, she had to iron his suit and shirt. Otherwise, there would be creases.
"Don't be too tired. In the future, I will hire a few trusted servants to come back. Otherwise, you and Xiaoqin and Anja won't be able to handle it. "
He was a Germaphobe and didn't like it when the nanny touched his clothes. Before, Arthur helped him iron his clothes. Now that he had a wife, although he didn't want her to be tired, ironing the clothes that he had to wear every day felt much warmer on him.
"I know! Go quickly, it's getting late. Bring them up early, we should go to bed now. "
Lan Keqin nodded and instructed him.
After di Junlin went down, she took out half of the clothes in the wardrobe and hung them on the clothes rack one by one.
She ironed the clothes di Junlin was going to wear the next day and hung them on the side. Then, she started to hang up the other clothes one by one.
"Why are you taking so many out? Hurry up and put them in. If you ironed so many clothes, I wonder what time it would be in the morning. "
Di Junlin brought White Lotus and diamonds up. He saw a huge pile of clothes on the bed and saw the machine that ironed the clothes at the side. He thought that she was going to finish ironing all the clothes, so he felt sorry for her and was afraid that she would be tired.
"It's okay. I'm not ironing tonight. I'm just hanging these up first. When you go to work tomorrow, I'll be busy. "
Lan Keqin smiled gently. Even if she wanted to finish ironing, she wouldn't do it at this time.
It was already 11 o'clock at night. If she continued to iron the clothes, it would disturb his rest. He was already busy and very tired. She didn't want him to be disturbed by her when he went home.
"Okay! Let me help you. "
Di Junlin heard her say that she was not going to iron the clothes, so he let out a soft "okay" . Then, he placed the two boxes in his hands on the bedside table and walked to her side to pick up the clothes rack and hang the rest of the clothes with her.
"You go and rest. It's enough that I'm busy here. "
Lan Keqin said and went to take the clothes rack in his hands, not letting him do what these women should do.
"YOU'RE MY WIFE! What's wrong with me sharing the housework for my wife? You take care of the children so hard every day. My heart aches. "
Di Junlin took the clothes hanger from her hand and said with a smile,

How did the three-month contract turn into a lifetime And he wanted to be his wife?
She was just an ordinary girl, but by chance, she knew him, and from then on, she became his treasure.
He was cold, domineering, cruel, decisive, and overbearing, but he only doted on her to the bone.
Male and female protagonist body and mind are clean, 1V1, pet article

"Is the food ready? Are the decorations up? Is the cake prepared? Is everyone present?" whispered sister Mary to Leo, the second oldest child from the orphanage, after Oliver.

"Yes, yes, yes and yes... Sister Mary, you have to calm down! You are stressing out to much anyway! That boy is going to receive more than he deserves, so he should be more than thankful even if everything goes wrong!" responded Leo. "Seriously... that punk..."

"You shouldn't talk like that about him, Leo! He is a wonderful boy and he deserves it all. You better be nice to him today! That is all I ask of you." said sister Mary with a grave expression. 

"Hhh... fine!" Leo said giving up... 

"Now, I'll go and wake him up, while you go and tell everyone from the village to get ready in the Village Hall" said sister Mary excitedly. 

"I know, I know..." said Leo while walking away.

*Can't wait to see how surprised he will be when he hears the good news* though sister Mary to herself. And opens the door to his room: 

"Good morning, Oliv..." and she stopped... the sight before her left her speechless...

"Good morning, sister Mary!" greeted Oliver while ironing some clothes. "Did you sleep well?

"A-aa... yes... but what are you doing? I thought you were sleeping..." she said trying to hide her surprise. 

"I woke up a little bit early today, so I read a little bit first, but at 7 you didn't come to wake me up, so I thought that you were tired. I realised that you were pretty busy the past few days and there was much ironing to do, so I took all the clothes from the orphanage and started ironing them." responded Oliver very matter-of-factly.

"You did, now didn't you? Well... thank you very much! That was very kind of you! However, you can leave the rest for later... The village elder asked us to go to the Village Hall." said hurriedly sister Mary.

"Really? What could it be for?" questioned Oliver.

"Who knows? Let's hurry, anyway!" responded sister Mary energetically.

"Sure... Let's go... But what are the other kids going to do while we're gone?" asked Oliver concerned. 

"Don't worry! They are already there. Now let's go!" and she pushed him out the door.

In a few minutes they arrived at the Village Hall. However, Oliver felt like something was weird... Why would the elder call upon all of them? Did something happen? Well... he will find out soon enough. He opened the door and:

"SURPRISE!!!" shouted a group of maybe 70 people. Oliver was stunned for a moment.

"Wh-what is going on?" he asked feeling something welling up in his stomach. "Is this for me?" he asked with wet eyes.

"Yes! It is all for you! You are turning 16 today and we are just so happy to have you! Because you are such a good child, everyone from the village wanted to organize a surprise party for you!" blurted out sister Mary, almost jumping with excitement. "Do you like it?"

"This is all wonderful, but you shouldn't have gone out of your way to do all this for me! I'm happy just being with everyone." said Oliver.

"Oliver, you don't have to be so humble! We all wanted to do this. It is our utmost pleasure." said the elder from the side.

"Thank you very much" responded with teary eyes. Although he sometimes felt like he was a little bit unlucky, he knew now for sure that he was the luckiest boy in the world to be surrounded with such caring and loving people.

"Well, then, don't just stand there! Come in and let's enjoy the things that were prepared." said one of the villagers and so they did.

Oliver came in and the celebration began. The food prepared was amazing. The children from the orphanage couldn't stop eating. Only once or twice had they eaten meat before. They usually ate vegetables with rice, mashed potatoes, boiled eggs or bread with butter and jam. However, today they saw before them more than they ever dreamed of. 

After all the food was eaten, a small, but tasty looking, cake came out. Sister Mary had put aside some of her personal money every month for the past year to be able to buy the ingredients needed. She was very proud of her achievement, but sad at the same time that she could make only a small cake for Oliver...

"Oliver, this is for you! You know the 'sweets' that you read about in some of your books? Well, I tried to do something for you. I hope you like it!" said sister Mary shyly. 

"Thank you, sister Mary! You are very kind! You are more than we, the kids from the orphanage, deserve." said Oliver apologetically. 

"I just love all of you very much!" she said as she gave him a hug. "Now then: here is a spoon. Enjoy!" 

"Mark, Lucas, Tom, Leo, come and let's taste the cake!" exclaimed Oliver brimming with joy.

"But... there's only such a small piece... if you share it with everyone you will barely get a bite..." said sister Mary worriedly. 

"It's ok. It tastes better when we share it! That's what you thought us ever since we were little!" responded Oliver brightly.

Sister Mary couldn't say anything anymore. She was so happy seeing them share the cake that tears started welling up in her eyes.

"Leo, you should come and have a bite too!" called Oliver.

"Huh, you think you can buy me with sweets? You wish! You can have your cake!" said Leo bitterly as he swallowed his saliva. 

Without paying attention to what he just said, Oliver took a spoon of cake, ran to Leo and stuffed it in his mouth.

"Well? How is it?" he asked.

"What do you think you are doing? I said I don't want your cake!" said Leo refusing to swallow.

"I know, but do you like it?" asked Oliver.

*There's no hope left for him* though Leo to himself and gave in. He finished what he had in his mouth and said on an annoyed tone "Yes, it is very good!..."

"I'm so happy you like it! I like it very much as well. I'm glad we all got a piece of that cake!" said Oliver happily. He knew that Leo didn't have any ill intentions, but that was his way of showing that he cared. For sure he refused the piece of cake only to let Oliver have some more, suppressing his desire to taste it as well.

"Oliver" intervened the elder "we have one more thing to tell you: we want to send you to The Royal Academy of Susa to study. We know how much you wanted to continue your studies, so for the past half a year we put money aside so that you could go. This is our village's gift for you. We hope you like it!"

Oliver was speechless.  He wanted to respond, but just couldn't. Was this a dream? Was this actually happening? He always wished to be able to go there. He was so happy, that he had no words...

"However... it is up to you if you enter or not. If you want to go, we can give you one week and a half to prepare. Then you will have to go and take the exam. If you pass it, you will be enrolled there, but if you don't... well... it's ok anyway... it is a very hard exam. Also, we can only afford the exa... actually, all you have to know is that this is our gift for you. All you have to do is pass the exam. After that, we will talk about whatever else we have to discuss." added the elder.

"I understand. I will do my best! I am going to make you proud! I won't let your gift go to waste!" said Oliver excitedly. "Thank you everyone!" said Oliver to the villagers "I won't let you down!".

Everyone was simply filled with joy at the sight of this excited child. He was just too nice!

The celebration continued until late in the evening. Then the Village Hall was cleaned, and everybody went home happily. Oliver was the happiest of them all. He had decided: he wasn't going to waste the gift he has been given. That said, the next morning he was up at 5 in the morning and started his day with 10 laps around the village, then he did push-ups, gymnastic and so on. Then, at 9 a.m. he went in, prepared breakfast for everyone and after that, he would study until lunch, then have a break and then study again until he went to sleep at 10 p.m. He studied every book he could get his hands on in the village. Also, some villagers got for him some books from relatives they had in other villages and the elder went to the capital and even got some books from The Academy for him to prepare from. That was his schedule for the next week and a half.

He did everything he could, and finally, he was one day away from the big exam. One more night of waiting, and then...

What if there was a world where all capabilities could be measured? How would it be if there was a way to measure luck? Would your charts look good?
Well, such a world exists! In Albion, when a baby is born, his charts are checked. All charts are important, but luck is considered the most important one of all. However, can you make your own luck?

Door opened and closed, Best World Fighter came out from the house with plastic chair in his hand when Fortune came out from the river with his sword. He had been doing training since, practising all what his Master had trained him for a month.

"Master, bring it" he collected the chair from his hand and helped him to put it at the river side which he always sat.

"Thank you, Fortune Teller!"
"You are welcome, Master" he sat down on the chair and put his leg on the rock.

"I want to tell you that you are free, if you have other thing to learn you can go now. You are now an army not a student any more"

"I am free from training, am now an army!"
"Yes, you are"  "Thank you, Master!"

"You can go home now if you like"
"Okay Master, but Master I want you to do something for me please!"

"What is it? My son" he sat down on the rock put his sword beside him.
"I want to go to South Vietnam to learn on how to make bomb and it will take me three days to learn it as Fortune Teller, but what happen is that I can't leave only my mother in the cave, so Master I want you to come and stay with her just for that three days"

"Are you going to stay there for that three days? Or you will be coming and going"

"I can't leave my mom, so I will be going and coming"   "Okay, which day are you going?"

"Once you have said that am free and we are still in morning, I will like to go now"
"So it's today that you are going there right?" Removed his leg from the rock.

"Yes, right now Master!"
"Okay no problem, I will come"

"Thank you Master!, am about to go"
"Okay bye!! Me too will be in your house very soon"   "As you said, Master" he left.

  Best World Fighter took the chair inside, took a pail went out to fetch water that he would used to bath and went to bathroom.
Fortune's mother was ironing her cloth with their local iron putting it on fire and ironing it when Fortune entered, she stopped and rose her head up looking at him.

"What happen? You come home early, your Master is not around?"

"He is around, he said that am free"
"You have finished your training?"

"Yes ma, now am going to South Vietnam"
"To do what again? Fortune Teller"

"To learn on how to make bomb and I have told Master to come and stay with you, me too will be back before the night fall"

"You are going now? I hope it's tomorrow"
"No it's today, let me pack and go" talking and going to his room.

"Do you know how to get there!!"
"Yes, I will swim from here to their sea and I will take canoe to where am going"

"Okay, the new and the old gods will be with you"  "As you said, ma" he shouted from his room. 

He brought out his school bag under the bed; cleaned it with rag and packed all what he would needed inside it, brought out his boot out under the table sat down and wore it. Took his canvas used them to beat each others and put it inside the bag, put the bag on his shoulder and left the room, door locked.

"Am on my way, mother"
"Okay, take care" talking from the kitchen. 
He jumped inside the river and swimming. Best World Fighter arrived after some minutes that Fortune had left.

"Good morning, here!!!"
"Morning" Fortune's mother greeted back from her room.
"Please, who is there?" She coming down to check.

"Oh!! It's you, Best World Fighter!"
Best World Fighter felt good and happy, looking at her with interest eye. She looked at him and touched him in his shoulder.

"Are you okay, sir?"" Looking worried.
"Of course am fine, it's Fortune that said that I should come and stay with you that he is going to South Vietnam to learn on how to make bomb"  

"he had told me already as he arrived"
"Good, can I come in!"

"Of course" she stepped back and he entered.
"Please, have your seat"
"Thank you"  "Will you like to eat anything?"

"Yes am very hungry and thank you!"
"Don't mention, a few minute please" she went to the kitchen, came out after few minutes and put the food on the clay table at his room. Got water for him and she sat on the chair facing him.

Fortune had not gone, he was in other side of the cave checking everywhere when he saw a hole, he looked inside it but couldn't seen anything it was very dark; he brought out a touch and light it inside the hole looked at what was inside the it and saw a raw Golds.

"I know that something precious is inside these cave but I don't know what it is, so it's Gold" he took one of the Gold put it inside the bag and left the cave, entered into the river.

  He got to the sea of South Vietnam, entered canoe took the paddle and driving himself to the Kingdom that he was going to. He stopped when he got to their sport; got down and used his hand to greet the fishermen standing at the river side, they replied him back and he left. After an hour, he got to a house painted in deep blue and draw different types of bomb on it with ash colour, he was very happy and wanted to enter when a young guy came out.

"Who are you?" Looking at Fortune.
"Am Fortune Teller"

"What are you looking for?" Second boy said, opened the door and stay beside the first guy.

"Who are you?" First guy repeated.
"What are you looking for?" Third guy said, coming from backyard.

"Let me talk now!" he said with lower voice.
"Okay talk, we are hearing" second guy said.

"Am Fortune Teller from North Vietnam, I come here to learn on how to make bomb"

"Liar!! Liar!!! As am looking at you, you are a thief and we will handle you by ourselves"

"Am not a thief, I come here to learn on how to make bomb so what is all this!" He shouted and they moved closed to him want to beat him, he removed out his sword with anger and they stepped back looking at him.

Door opened, a man came out. He was white in complexion had brown hair and green eye ball, looking at three of them.

"What is your problem? I have been looking at you since through the window, hearing your interlocution with him. He said that he came here to learn bomb and you are questioning him, calling him a thief"

"We are sorry sir, just try to protect you!"
"Sorry for yourself, please what it's your name?"  

"Fortune Teller"
"Okay, come in!" He went inside, Fortune and guys followed him door closed. The man sat down on the chair, Fortune and others three guy were standing at the front of him.

"Do you come with your money?"
"Money!, which money sir and for what?"

"Before you can start, you have to pay sum money"   "How much is it? Sir"

"Twenty thousand yan"   
"I don't have money now!" he opened his bag and brought out a Gold.

"Gold!! Raw Gold!" First guy said.
"Can you take this as your money?"

"Okay bring it, I will sell it remove the twenty thousand yan and return the remain money"
"Don't bother, you can hold the remain money"   

"Thank you!, let start today lesson"
"Sir! Sir!!, I just want to learn it for three days"

"Three days?" All of them started laughing and Fortune looked at them, he didn't knew what caused their laugh.

"You can't learn it for three days" boss said.
"We that have been here for a month now did not know anything, just the name of the materials that we know" second guy said.

"To learn how to make bomb, used to take six month but if you are brilliant, very brilliant you can learn it for three month or four"
"Okay sir, heard you!"

"What to do now is sleeping bomb"
"Okay sir, as you said sir!" Fortune said and all of them looked at him, he said it in his language which is North Vietnam language.

"I mean, okay sir!" looking at them.
"So who can tell me the materials to be use in making sleeping bomb, among three of you" they looked at each other, they didn't knew it.

"Can I talk sir!" they looked at him.
"Of course you can talk, Fortune"

"The material to be use are petrol, the white powder and the one in a bow which it cover is red colour. You will mix them together and pack them inside a steel and use machine to finish it, but if you want to make a bomb that can burn two state you need the one in a bow which it cover is green and with the one which cover is blue with the white powder" three of them were looking at him with their mouth wide opened, their boss too was so surprised hearing all what he was saying.

"Have you learn it somewhere before coming here?"   "I don't learn it anywhere"

"So how did you know it" Fortune laughed.
"He had learned it somewhere" third guy said.

"Very soon you will know, so can I learn it for three days now?"
"With all what I heard, you can"

"Thank you very much sir!"
"You are welcome, now that you have know it you will teach others. Lead them on how to make it, I need to go and rest" he stood up.

"Yes sir, we heard you sir" Fortune said.
"Did you hear me, because you stand there like fools!"   

"We heard you!" said with anger, he left and went to his office.
"This is totally a rubbish, how can someone that arrived today will be teaching us. Nonsense!" first guy said with anger showed all over him.

"If we start now, he will say that we start again, what rubbish is this!" second guy said.
"Not like that, it's because I know it that is why he asked me to lead you not to teach"

"What it is different between lead and teach, tell us now!" third guy said with anger.
"Am sorry, let make it on time you know that I need to go back to North Vietnam before the night fall" looking at three of them.   
"You better be doing it by yourself" first guy said.

 They sat down on the second table, charting with each other and drinking soft drink. Fortune brought the material out and started doing it by himself, asked them to help him to pass some materials but they didn't replied him just laughing at him. When he finished doing it he packed it inside the steel put it inside machine for few minutes and kept it inside the cabinet, cleaned the table and washed his hand with water.

"Please, where is boss's office?"
"You will be going straight, turn to your right be going straight again and turn at your right again that it his office" second guy said.

"Thank you!" Showed his appreciation   
"You don't need to thanks me because I don't help you" Fortune left, following the direction described for him when he met a Lady.

"Good afternoon, please where are going to?""
"Good afternoon, boss's office my Lady"

"You have miss your way, you need to go back turn your left, going straight and turn to your left again that it his office"

"But it's one of us that described this direction for me" said with surprised.
"It's wrong direction, this way is to his house not his office"   

"Thank you again my Lady!"
"You are welcome" she left.

He followed the direction described to him by the young Lady and got to the boss's office, knocking at the door.
"Come in!, the door is open" door opened and closed, standing at the front of the desk.

"We have done with it sir!"
"You have done or we have done?"

"We have done!" looking at the wall.
"All those boys that I know they can't join you in making the bomb never or did they?"

"No sir, I did it by myself"
"I know, they are very stubborn boy and that is why they don't know anything!"

"I want to tell you that am about to go"
"Okay bye!, tomorrow be here as early as possible"   

"As you said, sir" he saw the picture of his wife in his hand.
"Your wife is very beautiful sir!"
"Oh!!! Thank you Fortune"

"She dead two years ago at the river side by the South Vietnam's terrorist" he rose his head up.  

"But you said that you come from North Vietnam, so how did you know her history" Fortune looked at him and laughed.

"There is nothing that Fortune Teller can't know except from the thing he doesn't want to know"  

"Are you really a Fortune Teller?"
"Yes!! I am"  'We think it's just a name!"

"Not just a name, they killed her because you don't use to sell bomb to them"
"Yes it's true, that remind me sit down"

"Okay sir" brought the chair out and sat down.
"I use to tell everybody that came here, that no matter all what the terrorist did to you or want to give you don't sell bomb for them"

"Okay sir, am hearing you!"
"If they said that they will buy jet for you don't sell it to them"   "Yes, sir!"

"That is all, you can go" he stood up.
"Bye!! Bye sir, take care"
"Bye!! Door opened and closed.

  He was the only bomb maker in the hole Vietnam that time that everybody knows and popular all over Vietnam. He used to sell bomb to different counties, but he didn't used to sell bomb to the terrorist; all their leaders had came to meet him but he didn't complied with them. So they planned to kill his wife at the river side when they were celebrating her birthday with their twins daughters, they tried to kill his twins too that day but they served.
it was everybody in South Vietnam that heard about it, even with all what they did, he didn't sell it to them and sent message to all the Presidents in each counties about the terrorist and they too told their leaders that if they killed his family again, they too will be killed.

About a man named Sonjee; who was a Fortune Teller in North Vietnam that everybody knows. had a wife and a son.
The King in North Vietnam had two sons and married two wives.
 One day Sonjee went to the future and saw a secret; told the king. that secret was a big secret between the second Queen and the King; so they plan to kill Sonjee before telling the Kingdom and also before that day Sonjee had went to palace told everybody that there will be another FORTUNE TELLER after he had dead that the man will come to take revenge not to work everybody.
 RETURN OF A FORTUNE TELLER.
 
REVENGE, ABUSE OF POWER AND BROUGHT UP.

After the death of SeHoo and his mother; all the kingdom had realized thought that there was nothing to attack them again. It was once in a year that Fortune too used to go the future; all of them had realized including the armies.

A lady in South Vietnam named Xugier; she was very powerful that killing of people mean nothing to her and her mother was the only Witches that survived when Fortune Teller exploded them, not really her mother but she was the one that brought her up. showed up to them with the princess sign, claiming to be the child of the formal king which they believed that it couldn't be because of what the witches and Wizards as said.

A firm that was considerate with its staff attracted more devoted employees. Only the enterprises that could truly do this could achieve sustainable development.
Of course, Qin Guan's focus that day was not on QC, but on his art studio. His staff were currently waiting for him.
There were two decisions for him to make. The first one was about the news of his upcoming awards and his cooperation with American film companies.
The second one was about his harvest in Frankfurt and the samples of new fabrics from other countries that Wang had purchased.
When Qin Guan entered the meeting room, everyone turned to look at him seriously. The most excited person in the room was Rongzhi, who had been his fellow schoolmate back at Columbia.
Qin Guan felt awkward as he watched him wave at him happily. He wondered how Sister Xue had managed to convince such a talented young man to work for his firm. This was a good example of wasting one's talent on a worthless job.
Qin Guan had forgotten that money couldn't buy everything. Tech geeks did not care about making a fortune. They just wanted to work on computers.
Plus, even though Rongzhi's talent was too big for his firm, Qin Guan could still afford to pay him.
Rongzhi really liked the job. Although his tutor had begged him on his knees and tried to convince him otherwise, he had still left without looking back.
Qin Guan suddenly came back to reality. He wasn't worried about the first decision. It might have seemed complicated, but each process had certain steps one had to follow. When one cooperated with professional PR agencies, everything was done on schedule.
His second job for the day was way more hardcore. The eccentric designers had started to fight over the colorful samples in Wang's hands. The spring collection of Yin Changtao's independent brand had not been decided yet, because they hadn't reached an agreement on the high-tech fabrics they would use. 
Qin Guan's brand was targeted at white-collar workers, which was a quite different target group than the one J Clothing was aimed at, so they unfortunately couldn't study its pattern. As newcomers in the market, there were only two ways for them to get a share of the market: by using innovative designs or multi-functional fabrics.
The high-end samples from Frankfurt were way too expensive for them. The new brand couldn't even afford the fabric shipping costs.
Memory fabric was the best choice for busy office workers, as it did not require ironing and one could just knead it throughout the day and then restore it to its original shape at night by putting it on a hanger.
This method could be applied to jackets, wind coats and suits, which were the favorite everyday clothes of office workers.
There was also a Japanese fabric that could turn sunshine into thermal energy. This made it the best choice for spring clothing lining, but it was unfortunately very expensive and little in quantity. High-tech fabrics were sold at high prices. They were not made in China, so they couldn't meet the demands of a large factory.
One particular sentence of Wang's speech attracted Sister Xue and Qin Guan's attention.
"I purchased samples based on your requirements. I'm not like Guo from J Clothing, who bought leftover materials from 3,000 stands and sent them back to China. The shipping alone must have cost him a fortune. Who knows, maybe J Clothing can recycle its spare fabrics..."
The talented designers grinned at her joke, feeling at ease once again. Only Sister Xue and Qin Guan understood what she meant. They knew the boss of J Clothing all too well after all.
He was a cunning businessman who had started from telemarketing and made deliberate, purposeful moves. This could be the key to reducing the fabric cost.
When the meeting was over, Qin Guan and Sister Xue exchanged a meaningful glance. Rongzhi promised to take care of it. In 10 minutes, he had gotten them what they wanted.
The boss of J Clothing had invested in two production lines at the top of the modern textile industry. He had also hired a big group of technical research and development specialists.
The group included talented individuals that specialized in fabric production, printing, dyeing and chemical and light industry. The name of the group leader sounded familiar to Qin Guan.
It was a Chinese woman called Hu Li, who had graduated from the Manchester Institute of Technology with a Doctorate's Degree. That particular college was famous for its fashion textile development.


Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

When Butler Yedel saw the person they have been waiting for, they all immediately bowed and greeted their master and the lady beside them.

"Welcome back, Yound Master!"

"Welcome, Young Lady Callista!"

She was shocked by this sudden welcome, so she could only thank them, and her hubby led her upstairs.

Butler Yedel looked as he saw his young master leading the girl upstairs. He's been serving the family for almost 30 years and finally, saw them grow up.

To the knowing butler, she was the first girl that the young master has brought home. That child used to be always quiet and cold, and that was why he was sometimes misunderstood. But, he knew that he was warm and caring to the people he loved, and he finally saw how the young master looked at the girl beside him. It looked like she would be the first and the last girl.

Upstairs, she was lead to a door and he opened it for her. This room was just according to her liking! The color of the room was in green pastel and the bed linens were also in green, but was darker in color. Everything was just according to her liking!

"Do you like it," Ashton anxiously asked.

"Yes! Yes! I like it very much! I thought that you would let me stay in your room, and if you did that, I would have immediately punched you! Well, thank you for this hubby," she exclaimed and hugged his arm. She couldn't hug him with two arms because of her right arm being in a cast. Ashton was shocked, but he immediately changed his expression back.

It was a good thing that he didn't let her sleep with him. If he did, he may have received some punch from her.

"I'm glad that you like it. I need to tell something... My parents and siblings want to meet you two weeks from now," he said while playing with her soft hand.

"Your family?! I know I'll be meeting them soon, but I never expected it to be so soon," she exclaimed while feeling nervous.

"Don't worry. They won't do something to you," he said in an assuring tone. But, she was not assured!

She knew very well the attitudes of every wealthy family. Through her previous missions, she learned along the way what wealthy people could be capable of. Well, she's not afraid that they will do something bad to her. She's been through countless deaths.

From her background, she knew that she wasn't good enough for their son, and is they found out about that, they will do everything in their power to break them apart.

'Well, if that's the case, than I won't let them ruin it! I finally found someone to marry, and even washed off the aura of myself being a killer to be this kind of girly, sweet girl for him. I also already defied the heavens for not taking me! So, not even they could break us apart! No one can break us!'

Suddenly, Ashton could feel a cold, murderous aura around her, but it suddenly faded away. 'Maybe it was just my imagination.'

"I'm not feeling well right now, so can I just rest for now," she asked and went to the bed.

"Okay, rest for now. I'll just let them give you your dinner here. If you need me, just enter that door. We have a connecting room," he said and let her lay on the bed. After he settled her on the bed, he left her room.

When she heard the door close and could not sense his presence anymore, Callista sat cross-legged on the bed, and her lively girl demeanor instantly changed to seriousness, along with her cold, murderous aura.

She needs to plan for this family meeting. It feels like she's on a mission just by thinking about this. It's like a Class Z mission that was far harder than the Class S mission.

She has no problem in her skills because she could say she is a wife material. Before her rebirth, she was already good at cooking.

During her time in the organization, when she was not on a mission, those girls loved to challenge her in cooking, cleaning, ironing and washing clothes, and some other house chores!

It's because in the organization, getting married there is usual, and they loved to challenged her because of Jason. It was because they that Jason was going to marry her. Sad to say, but he wasn't.

She must really thank those girls for inviting her in those despicable challenges. It really came handy in these critical moments.

Well, there was nothing much to do now, but say, 'I'm the best wife for my hubby!' But she shouldn't be confident. She already learned her lesson to not be careless anymore.

She needed to plan the operation slash family meeting! It was better to leave a good impression. First impression is always the best.

In her current life, she had always trusted him. Since her parent's death, she knew she had no one but him. But, who would know that he could never be there when she was struggling? 

When she was prepared to give up, she surprisingly got another chance. This world may not be modern times. This world may be lacking in some things, but she had learned much in her previous life. Maybe not about the survival of the current world, but she learned about the distribution of her emotions. 

The very first man she was attracted to in this world, told her, "I will help you. Even if you don't trust me."

When he begged her to come back to him, she told him, "When I was dragged, raped, and tortured, where were you?"

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"Even if nobody stepped on it, do you think the fabric woven with a machine is clean? It is dusty, stained with machine oil, and was handled by many people. Can you imagine the clothes you're wearing were handled by many people, and they could most likely be men?" Qiao Nan suddenly thought of the tactic that Tang Mengran used on her during the military training and used it to deal with Shi Qing. 
As expected, Shi Qing's expression changed. "Are, are you doing it on purpose?" With that, Shi Qing felt goosebumps on her neck. 
"It's up to you to believe it or not." Qiao Nan was amused. "Since the clothes are for you, it's yours. Both of them are yours. They won't run away. What are you worried about?"
"That's true." Shi Qing finally agreed to change out of the clothes after being coaxed by Qiao Nan. She changed into the clothes that she wore previously. 
"You are indeed the daughter of a rich family who is clueless about everything. Even if you buy expensive clothes from the market, you will still need to wash them before wearing them. After all, the clothes are manufactured using machine. It will be safer to wear them after a wash. Can you have some common sense?"
"Sure, you can teach me." Qiao Nan could teach her whatever she did not know or understand. 
"Aren't I teaching you right now?" Qiao Nan was amused. Shi Qing was good at following somebody's cue.
"Will you make more clothes?" Shi Qing had not expected that Qiao Nan would make clothes by herself and that she would give her not one but two new clothes. It was an unexpected surprise.
"It's eleven o'clock already. I will stop for now to have lunch." Qiao Nan patted her stomach. Her back and neck were sore from sitting at the sewing machine for the whole morning. "Wash the rice and vegetables for me. I will cook them later. I will walk around the yard. My bones are too stiff."
"Sure." Shi Qing nodded quickly. If she knew how to cook, she would have washed the vegetables and prepared dishes. Qiao Nan had given her two pieces of new clothes today. She had to thank her for what she did. Not to mention a meal, she would be very glad to cook for her for a month. 
Qiao Nan went to the yard to walk around while Shi Qing washed the rice and vegetables.
Shi Qing was full of praise for Qiao Nan while she dug into the dishes that she prepared. "Qiao Nan, when I first arrived in Ping Cheng, I felt that you're the happiest woman in the world to be able to be with Brother Zhai. But now, it seems that it is Brother Zhai's good fortune to meet you. Why am I not a man? If I were, given your abilities, I would definitely fight for your affection with Brother Zhai."
Back when Shi Qing just arrived in Ping Cheng, she would always sing Brother Zhai's praises. Right now, she was full of praise for Qiao Nan. It was a huge change. Qiao Nan found it worthwhile to give her two sets of clothes today. 
"Will you continue to make clothes in the afternoon?"
"That's for sure. There are so many bolts of fabric. I must hurry up and make the clothes lest they turn moldy." She had decided to spend at most two days to finish making all the clothes.
Thankfully, Qiao Nan was highly-skilled. Otherwise, nobody would be able to able to make such high-quality clothes in such a short time. 
Qiao Nan sat in front of the sewing machine in the afternoon for a consecutive six hours and managed to make four sets of clothes.
She intended to give these four sets of clothes to people from the Zhai family. Hence, she did not wash them. Instead, she ironed them, folded them, and put them aside.
"Qiao Nan, what about yourself? All these are for others?" Shi Qing looked through the clothes that Qiao Nan made and realized that she did not make any clothes for herself. 
"Don't worry. I will save the best for tomorrow. Tomorrow, I will make two sets of clothes for myself." Qiao Nan flicked her hair. "It's been ages since I last made clothes using a sewing machine. I was worried that I am not as good as I used to be. But now, I am certain that my skills are still there. There will not be any problem. Tomorrow, I will be able to make the best clothes for myself."
Shi Qing paused momentarily and yelled, "It turned out that the first batch of clothes you made for me was to test your skills!"
Qiao Nan smiled brightly. "Of course. You couldn't be thinking that I made yours first because I have a crush on you, right? Young girl, you think too much."
Shi Qing felt like giving Qiao Nan a punch to her face. "Forget it. A great person is big-hearted and magnanimous. I won't take issue with you. I will let you off on account of the beautiful clothes that you gave me."
"I will have to thank you for letting me off." Qiao Nan yawned. "People become tired when they are full. This problem can't be changed."
"Why don't you take a nap? You haven't taken a nap today, have you?" Shi Qing asked.
Qiao Nan looked at the clock. "It is only half-past six. My dad is not back yet, so I won't sleep. What's more, I haven't done any reading and revision today. I have to do serious work now." Qiao Nan took out her books and placed them on the study table. She started to work hard on her revision. 
Shi Qing stared at Qiao Nan who was so hard-working. Her father had made the right choice by leaving her at the Qiao family's residence. She had no reason to be lazy. 
Since Qiao Nan did her homework, Shi Qing followed suit as well.
It was around half-past seven when Qiao Dongliang finally came back home.
Qiao Dongliang had said to leave some food for him and that he would reheat them. 
However, Qiao Nan put his dinner into the refrigerator, lest they turned bad. 
When Qiao Nan heard that Qiao Dongliang was back, she put down her pen and went to reheat his dinner right away. "Dad, you should take a hot bath first. I will heat up the dinner for you. By the time you come out of the bath, the dinner will be ready. It won't be too hot and you can have them right away."
"Uncle Qiao, if not, do you want to have a glass of water first?" Shi Qing was unable to sit still as well. Qiao Nan reheated dinner while she poured water for Qiao Dongliang. Both of them worked in harmony.
"Thank you." Qiao Dongliang, who had worked overtime, felt that all his fatigue had vanished and he felt energized. "I have to trouble both of you. As the elder, I should be the one who takes care of you both."
"Uncle Qiao, don't say that. I am the one who is imposing on you. My auntie is married and she stays in Ping Cheng. I have relatives here but I chose to stay with you. It shows that Qiao Nan and you have been very nice to me. I should be embarrassed to impose on you. What's more, Qiao Nan takes great care of me and gives me a lot of guidance. This is what I should do. Back then in the army camp, Qiao Nan was very good to my dad."
When her father submitted the resignation letter, he was in a bad mood, and so was she.
She was only concerned that she was unhappy but had forgotten that her father suffered the most.
She knew her father was not in good health, yet she did not take good care of him. 
On that day, if not for Qiao Nan bringing the meals for them, both of them would have gone hungry. It was alright for her, but her father who was unwell could not stand the hunger. 
Even though it was just a meal, but it was enough for Shi Qing to remember her kindness.
"Good. Qiao Nan and you are well-behaved kids. All of you are very sensible." Qiao Dongliang was elated. "Then, I will have to trouble both of you. I smell of sweat and smoke. I will bathe and change my clothes lest you can't stand the smell."
The high-spirited Qiao Dongliang bathed at his fastest speed. After all, he had once served in the army.


Qiao Nan: Crap! I am your biological daughter, yet I am treated as if I was picked up from the streets. In fact, you treat me worse than that!

Mother Qiao: Qiao Nan, you are not as pretty or smart as your elder sister. You are not as blessed as her. You have no right to study, marry, or to have your happiness!

Qiao Nan: Why am I not allowed to study, marry, or to seek my happiness? I will find a man right now and marry him!

Qiao Nan is dumbstruck upon discovering that the man right beside her is a powerful figure in the quad—the person who has the most promising prospects to be the future Chief.

Qiao Nan stares at the well-built man in front of her. He has firm abs and cold, chilling eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she says her greetings, "Good Morning, Chief!"

*RING-RING*

I wake up early morning to the loud sound of an alarm ringing noisily in my small apartment. I groggily get up from my bed and turn off the annoying alarm. Then, I fall back to sleep…

One minute later…

*RING-RING*

I again, half-asleep, turn off the alarm before falling straight back into soft pillow and mattress haven. Then, I fall back to sleep…

Another minute later…

*RING-RING*

Now I'm getting annoyed. Who's the one that keeps turning the alarm back on after I turn it off!? Come out. I have two fists and I'm not afraid to use them.

Wait a second…It's Monday!

I quickly get up and begin my morning routine, taking a quick shower, brushing my teeth, ironing my work clothes, and making breakfast, I am ready to leave after 40 minutes. I turn off all the lights in my apartment and make my way out the door. As I am locking the door, my neighbor calls out to me:

"Good morning Michelle! How are you today, dear?"

"Good morning Ms. Daisy! I am good but I have to get going. I'm going to be late to work."

"Oh don't mind little old me then. Hahaha. Don't rush dear. Drive safe. You know what Will always says:"

"It's better to be late ten minutes than to never arrive!" we say in unison before bursting into laughter.

"You're right Ms. Daisy, I'll make sure to drive safe. I do work at a police station after all" I chuckle before leaving for my car. 

Ms. Daisy Walker is my neighbor for 6 years now. She is a kind, older lady living with her husband Mr. Will and a teenage son. When I first moved here, I was young and still in university. I often had no time to properly care for myself and would order take-out. I became familiar with Ms. Daisy after she offered me a job tutoring her son, who was in elementary school at the time. 

Over time, I grew close to this family of three. Mr. Will is a kind, old man who still retains his youthful spirit but displays his wisdom when it is necessary. He works as a university professor now but he used to be a bio-chemist at a pharmaceutical company. When I started university, there were many science courses that were mandatory as part of my core curriculum and Mr. Will would help me when I didn't understand a topic. 

When my best friend Beth died, I was heartbroken and didn't know what to do. I drowned myself in alcohol and would come back late from the bar. Miss Daisy would worry about me every night because I was a girl who was completely drunk and alone late at night. She would always fear the worst would happen until she is finally relieved when I reach my home. She would knock on my front door and ask if I am ok. But, as a drunk, grieving, young, childish, and selfish … for lack better terms…. Bitch, Iwould yell at her to leave me alone.

It was at this time that my connection with Miss Daisy weakened. I got worse and worse. I started taking drugs, skipped classes, and went to less than honorable places in town. At this point, I was no longer grieving but I still felt empty and depressed. Not because my best friend suddenly passed away. No. It was because I felt alone. 

I lost my friend Beth, my mother-figure Miss Daisy, and I didn't know what to do. Every time she would try to make up with me, I would push her away because I didn't know what else to do and felt that she was just butting in and trying to feel good about herself. "See! I helped a poor lost soul find her way back." 

Eventually, Miss Daisy asked her husband to talk to me. She didn't like where I was going and knew that I wouldn't listen to her advice. She worried that I would eventually get to a point where it would be too late for regret.  

That night, Mr. Will came to my apartment for a talk. I refused to let him in but he insisted and claimed he would call the police to report me if I didn't let him in. Weird argument, right? But it actually worked because my apartment was littered with drugs and alcohol. If police really came, I would have been arrested for sure. So I reluctantly let Mr. Will inside the house. 

He walked in and sat on couch next to me. He started off by trying to get me to talk. I didn't. So, he was the one who started to talk. He started about himself, his past, his life, his parents and family, everything. He told me about Miss Daisy's story as well and how they met and much more. To be honest, the stories weren't that interesting really. Not like those television dramas which had so many twists and turns at every corner, keeping you on your feet. No. This story was more calming, soothing even. The stories were funny at some moments and sad at others. It felt like a really long bed time story. Unknowingly, I fell asleep. 

The next morning, I woke up on a bed that clearly wasn't mine. I look around and realize that it is Mr. and Mrs. Walker's bedroom. I get up and make my way toward the family room. I open the door and see that the table has a set of food that has been plastic wrapped. I look at the clock and notice that it is 11 AM. Tim, Mr. and Mrs. Walker's son, is at school and I don't see anyone else around either.

I leave the house and go back to my own apartment. When I open the door, I see a scene that I will probably never forget. I see Mr. and Mrs. Daisy asleep on the couch while my apartment looks nothing like it did the night before. The smell of alcohol is out and the old boxes of pizza and instant noodles I had around the floor were all cleaned up and placed in plastic bags. The drugs I had hidden in my clothes and on the table were all placed in Ziplock containers inside a big cardboard box.

I didn't notice that my door slammed shut behind me while I was dazed or that my tears had started to fall. The bang of the shut door startled Mr. and Mrs. Walker awake and they look toward my direction. When they see me crying, they rush toward me. The first to make it is Mr. Will. He looks toward me and gently asks me "What's wrong girl? Why are you crying? Its ok. Its ok" and coaxed me like you would a child.

Then Miss Daisy came and as soon as I saw her I jumped into her warm embrace and began to cry my heart out. I would scream that I'm sorry for everything. Sorry that I yelled at her. Sorry for being so selfish when all that she wanted was for me to feel better. Sorry for ignoring her and sorry for being such a bitch.

I kept apologizing on and on. Meanwhile Miss Daisy would stroke my hair and tell me it's ok while tearing up herself. 

From that day on, I began to treat them both as family. I never had a family before since I grew up in foster care as an orphan. The only family I had was Beth who treated me like a sister. But now, I have a family who loves me, a loving mom and dad, and a cute little brother too. 

After reminiscing about the past, my heart warms up as I make my way to work.

Richard Moss, an young medical student dreaming to become a doctor skids off road on a rainy day and is stranded at the base of a small cliff. Injured, with little food, water, and no way of calling for help, he must struggle to survive so that he can return to his family and loved ones. 

Also, the no-harem tag is true but also a joke since he's busy trying to survive. What's his harem gonna be? Squirrels? Can't trust them!

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