She left her home to search for new horizons and conquer new territories but she discovered a book, a Chinese novel

She found a man more powerful and ruthless than herself

How should she deal with him and how will he deal with her

" Let me go, Yuehan" struggled Valeria 

"Chu Biyu, with your strength it's a peice of cake, could it be....." rebutted Long Yuehan


Note: I am a student and this is my first novel pointing of mistakes is welcomed. Please support me

Traveling the world of Cultuvation while conquering every beauty I see.










-English is not my first language and also this is my first novel, so theres bound to be alot of mistakes. Feel free to criticize and give feedbacks.

-Even though this takes place in an cultivation world the name of characters will be an English name. I get confused with all these chinese names.

When Elder Liang heard this, he was filled with rage. "What? There's even corruption in this?"
Elder Zhang said, "In any competition, corruption is unavoidable. However, this is just a children's competition. How could they be so unfair? No, we have to say something about this."
Sister Hong was furious as well but she was powerless. "Sigh, what can we do even if we are angry? This competition was organized by the Chinese Arts Association. These names have already been announced. Even if there was a shady deal, they won't admit it."
Fraud Tian's righteous spirit was bursting out. "F*ck. This is simply pushing it too far. There's not one bit of fairness in this."
"Don't be impatient, everyone." Lin Fan indicated for everyone to be silent. They weren't the only ones angry about this, even Lin Fan was very angry. If things had been carried out fairly, he wouldn't have much to say. However, anyone who knew a little about Chinese arts could tell which artwork was better. What was most infuriating was that even some of the experts in the Chinese Arts Association pretended that they couldn't tell.
This made Lin Fan suspicious. Just what kind of demon was behind this matter.
*Ring ring*
At that moment, Director Huang's call came.
Director Huang said, "Master Lin, the results of the Youth Chinese Arts Cup are out, right? How did the children do?"
Lin Fan said, "Director Huang. The children have done very well. All 365 of them won prizes."
When Director Huang heard that, she was delighted. "Really? These children are really so outstanding? I'll tell the children right now. Master Lin, you don't know this, but the children have been asking me about the results every day. Lil' Fatty, in particular, has been asking me several times a day. Oh right, which prize did Lil' Fatty get?"
"Director Huang, don't tell the children about the results yet. Something has come up." After some thought, Lin Fan decided it was best not to tell them yet. So that if anything was to happen, the children wouldn't feel hurt.
Director Huang was stunned. She had a kind of bad feeling. "Master Lin, could it be that a problem has occurred?"
Lin Fan replied, "It's nothing major. Just leave this to me. Just pretend that nothing has happened for now."
After hanging up, Lin Fan felt as if he couldn't let this matter end just like that. He had to deliver justice.
"Elder Liang, find a way to contact the judges. I want to have a chat with them," said Lin Fan.
Elder Liang nodded. Then, he started searching on the Internet. "I found it. This is the phone number of the judges."
Chinese Arts Association Assessor contact: 1358xxxxxx
Sister Hong asked, "Little Boss, what are you going to do?"
Lin Fan took out his phone and said, "Of course, I'm going to clarify what is going on. Perhaps they made a mistake."
Everyone was astounded. Was such a thing even possible?
*brrp brrp*
The call was dialed.
Over at the Chinese Arts Association, the General Diplomatic Department's head, Xiao Chen was refreshing the webpage. As of now, the names of the winners had been decided. According to the higher-up's request, he had decided on the first prize winner. Of course, he gained some benefits from this.
For this kind of children's competition, fairness is important. However, that's only when no one says anything.
At that moment, an unknown caller called.
Xiao Chen picked up the phone. "May I know who this is?"
Lin Fan replied, "Is this the person-in-charge of the judging for the Chinese Arts Association Youth Cup? I want to inquire about something."
When Xiao Chen heard that the caller wanted to ask something, he couldn't help but start laughing. Looks like there was another person calling to ask about the situation. Ever since the winners had been announced, he had received numerous calls. Some called to thank him. Of course, there were others that asked why their children did not win. All sorts of questions came, causing him to be a little distressed.
However, this caller had a calm tone. Hence, Xiao Chen was willing to chat with him.
"Yes, I am the person-in-charge here, Director Chen. You can ask me if you have any queries," said Xiao Chen.
Lin Fan was in a peaceful state of mind. He didn't start scolding. "This is the situation. I've seen the competition winner list and I've also seen the artworks of the first prize winner and the second prize winners…"
Xiao Chen said, "Mmm, so is there an issue?"
Lin Fan said bluntly, "I feel that there is a huge difference between the first prize winner's artwork and the second prize winner, Lil' Fatty's artwork. It's not just a bit of difference either. Did you guys make a mistake during the judging?"
When Lin Fan asked this, Xiao Chen, on the other end of the call, was taken aback. He was surprised that this person was able to see through that. Of course, the first prize had been awarded by underhanded means but he definitely could not admit that.
"Sir, I think you're mistaken. These winners were all chosen by various masters. There is definitely no unfairness in this. As for this question that you've asked, I have asked those masters before. They say that this Lil' Fatty's artwork cannot compare to Wang Hao Yang's. Just from the brushing technique…"
Before Xiao Chen finished talking, Lin Fan interrupted, "Don't talk about the brushing technique. Lil' Fatty's freehand brushwork is high-level. I understand the Chinese arts more than anyone else. Tell me, which masters said that Lil' Fatty isn't as good as the first prize winner? I'll question them myself."
"F*ck!" Xiao Chen was dumbfounded. This guy was a little impudent, for him to say such things. "Sir, what do you mean by that? Could it be that you're saying that those masters are inferior to you? Let me tell you that one mustn't be overconfident. Those masters' paintings can fetch a price of hundreds of thousands each. Okay, I'm hanging up. You wouldn't understand even if I said more. The names have already been decided and they definitely will not be changed.
*beep beep*
The call had been hung up.
"Retard." Xiao Chen shook his head. There were all kinds of people these days. For him to dare to question the Chinese Arts Association, that guy really didn't know what was good for him.
…
Cloud Street.
Elder Liang said, "What does that guy mean? Can they even compare to Little Boss's Chinese art skills?"
Sister Hong said, "Yeah. Little Boss, what do you think we should do now?"
Lin Fan had already been pissed off. "I'll call again."
That person was way too arrogant. He hadn't even given any reason. Comparing the two artworks, it was obvious which one was better.
Lin Fan made the call once again.
When Xiao Chen saw that it was the same number again, he was a little angry. He answered the call and said in a nasty tone, "Did you not understand what I said? These winners were all chosen by masters. There aren't any problems. If you still want to persist, then believe me, I will remove this Lil' Fatty's name from the winners' list.
Lin Fan kept silent as he listened to the opposite party's snarling. When he mentioned removing Lil' Fatty's name, Lin Fan instantly erupted. "Alright, just try it if you dare."
"Retard. Just watch and see if I dare or not," responded Xiao Chen.
Lin Fan said, "As a member of the Chinese Arts Association, you organize an activity but aren't fair to it. You guys perform shady deals even in a children's competition. No wonder the younger generations are getting worse and worse. It's all the fault of people like you."
*clatter*
As Lin Fan finished speaking, the opposite party hung up.
It seemed that he was angry.


I am Lin Fan and I've become a jack of all trades just because of a powerful Encyclopedia. 
In the first ever competition organised for trolls, all the other contestants lost. The crowd exclaimed, "Brother, you're so good at trolling." 
Lin Fan replied, "But I've never been trolling..."

The first mention in the historical literature of the mountains of light dates back to the 10th century AD. In the writings of Narhashi.

Mountains "Light" they got their name in the days of Arab rule. How did the mountains build up before? Nobody remembers. But in the same mountains there are also old extensions, Lake Tangri. But there are many Arabic names in the most remote from the steppe roads, mountain gorges and passes.

One of these names are "Rabaty" spread out over the ridge. In the days of the Arabs, they served as caravanserais and mountain outposts. But he crossed the border between the Arab Caliphate and the steppe.

Now for the most part only toponymic names have been preserved from them, but in some places you can still find individual stone ruins. Alas ... no one can seriously take on their restoration, and you could create a good tourist route. But...

In the mountains of "Light", rather even the southwestern extremities of the ridge, the graves of Arab soldiers on guard at the border have been preserved. Times 7-8 centuries. There is now a National Park.

If we talk about the influence of empires on Small-An, then these were the Persians, Greeks, Chinese, Arabs, Mongols and Russians, Turks. Other great empires of the 19th century only indirectly exerted their influence - the French, Germans, Austrians, Japanese.

In the 20th century after the first world war in Small Ahn, there were many foreigners - Belgians, Hungarians, Italians, Austrians, Germans, Poles, Czechs, Slovaks, Japanese. Some left to live in this country. The last descendants of which went into another world in the 80s of the last century.

Since the 15th century, there have also been settlements in Small An, including Abisins, Persians, Greeks, earlier even Arabs, Mongols, Chinese, Hindus, Afghans, Bulgarians, Kashgars ...

After the Second World War - Japanese, Germans, Italians, Romanians, Americans.

There were American professors in mathematics, a boxing trainer who created their own schools, and went into another world in the 70-80s of the last century.

Still in the countryside south of the Svet Mountains, Persian and Arab villages have been preserved. True, the Arabic language is very different from modern. Residents of the villages speak old Arabic, which was supplemented by local dialects. According to scientists, the Arabic language that is in those villages corresponds to the language in the 8-11 centuries of our era. And Persian - 16-18 centuries.

For example, the Persian word "Darya" is translated from them as a sea and not a river. 

Trade routes, caravanserais, fortifications, customs points, wells, underground reservoirs are still preserved in places in the form of ruins and place names.

This is a very interesting topic that needs research.

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The Silk Road ... it is inevitable the emergence of wells, caravanserais, guard fortresses, postal stations, local bazaars, regional bazaars, the emergence of new jobs:
- robbers (there were whole settlements)
- caravan guards
- changed
- merchants

Just about them and will be discussed.


About their life, tricks.

Alas, English is still the same ... there are mistakes, I am sure of it.

I hope over time I will be able to fix them.

I just wanted to share information about such an interesting topic as the history of the development of the Silk Road.

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And also a series of stories about treasures, treasure hunters.

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This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.

Dear Loyal Fans( There are twelve of you, if you wish to know if you are one, this message will come inside your message section) After careful discusion with my friends who are helping with this book, we decide to go back to the drawing broad and elminate this book altogether as we create a book that one has never seen before, don't worry it's like this, but far more world building and characters that feel and act real.

Basically, the new book will start with the orgins of cultivation, gods and immortals. The book will be slow pace since we have decide we need not a crappy book but one that will enterain you all. As an apology, we have decide to create a 12 character with the discription of our 12 loyal fans, please leave the discription in the comment section, we will only use the first twelve discription.

The characters can have any cultivation level, personalities, quirks or whatever you decide. However we want to warn our loyal fans, the characters will be add as it suits the situation, so unless the fan decide that the character is overly rightiuos, the character will be introduce at our discrition.

Inorder to help our fans, we decided to give some of the cultivation levels, hopfully it will help.

Body Refining, Qi Senseing, Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul and Dao Seeking!

Also, since we have no desire to be looking for chinese names for our characters, the names will mostly going to be english names, however, the loyal fans can create chinese names if you so desire. 

Sincerely, Writer4u and co.

Tang smiled and asked: "Would you like to go to the game tonight?"
　　Alice was surprised to see Tang, she had rarely let her go out before, and yesterday agreed to go to the model school to re-learn, which has made her very surprised. Now Tang always asks her, I want to go to the scene to watch the game tonight.

　　"I am willing!" Alice desperately wanted to go out and suffocated at home for nearly two months. She had long wanted to go out. As if this home is a cage, she tried to get rid of it. Just because of the promise, she will not be able to leave here after five years.

　　"At half past six, Deu's wife, Maria, will come to pick you up." Tang did not know the prophet, as if he had known that Alice would go to see the game, he had already made arrangements in advance.

　　...

　　For the third round of the Champions League tonight, the media conducted a pre-match analysis.

　　Canal+TV believes that Saint-Germain is so fierce tonight, and Porto will definitely fight for it tonight, leaving a seed for hope for the group. Although Saint-Germain has won consecutive victories in four days, it is not easy for them to win from the course of the game.

　　Two days ago, Saint-Germain announced that their main midfielder, Kana, was injured and needed to recuperate for two weeks. Saint-Germain, who was already stretched, had to adjust his staff. From the second half of Auxerre three days ago, Dewu went to the lower back and the young player Sack hit the defender.

　　This adjustment was very effective in the day's game. But tonight is the Champions League, the teenager Sack can play normally, this is an unknown number.

　　Tang's performance in the first two games was amazing. According to the current Saint-Germain personnel, he may start the game tonight. The same problem, this is his first Champions League game. Under tremendous pressure, whether Tang can have a good performance is doubtful.

　　French Sports Network commented on the Internet, they analyzed the situation of Group H: Chelsea, the Blues who won the two games, is undoubtedly the biggest hot spot in this group. Another quota will be produced in Porto and the Central Army.

　　The defending champion Porto wants to qualify from the group and the game tonight is very important to them. If they take three points at the Prince Park Stadium, they will accumulate four points. Not surprisingly, Chelsea will surely defeat the Central Army at home to hold the initiative in the hands of the team.

　　If this is the case, Porto will share the same score with the Central Army on the same starting line.

　　Saint-Germain's chances of qualifying for the lack of generals are slim, and they are fighting for honor more tonight.

　　The team report is more direct, they believe that it is difficult for Saint-Germain to stop Porto's progress tonight. Porto will definitely step on the shoulders of Saint-Germain and stand at the same height as the Central Army.

　　One of the important reasons is that Saint-Germain is in the third game within seven days. Even if Saint-Germain is not short of the generals, they will have problems in physical fitness and concentration.

　　Even the French media are not optimistic about Saint-Germain, let alone the media of other countries. Without exception, they are all optimistic about Porto.

　　The British gambling company, which has the most keen sense of the game, opened the game with the game: Porto makes the hemisphere.

　　...

　　At seven o'clock in the evening, the Prince Park Stadium is crowded with people. Forty-nine thousand seats are packed. The team won two consecutive victories in four days, allowing them to see the hope of the re-emergence of Saint-Germain.

　　In seven days, this is the third game of Saint-Germain. The fans know that the players' physical fitness is almost at the limit. Tonight they will use their own voices to motivate their soldiers and let them defeat themselves and defeat their opponents.

　　Saint-Germain fans wore blue jerseys, and some fans actually wrote a big "29" in front of the jersey. This is the number of the jersey. Perhaps in their view, the 29th is their hope for tonight. Tang won two consecutive games, let the Paris fans know the Chinese player, he is a player trained by French football.

　　From the roots of football technology,

Tang is definitely a French player. In this case, then Tang is definitely a Frenchman.
　　A 17-year-old fan said to his companion: "Do you still score two goals tonight?"

　　The companion said in an unquestionable tone: "Sure, he will even have a hat trick!"

　　The two of them were at the Abe Deshang Stadium three days ago and witnessed Tang's breakthrough from the containment of the three defenders of Auxerre. They burst out with tears. Just like two years ago, Ronaldinho wore a blue and white jersey in the battle for Saint-Germain. At that moment, they remembered Ronaldinho and then forgot him.

　　...

　　Behind the Saint-Germain bench is the club box, where club officials and family members of the players sit. Said to be a box, in fact, the same as other seats, just closer to the stadium, closer to their players.

　　Cantona was wearing a brown jacket and Glaley sitting together, and the unruly face did not show any emotion. Not far behind them, Alice and Deu's wife, Maria, sat together.

　　Alice was sitting in the stadium for the first time to watch football matches, watching the crowd of black pressure, Alice's inexplicable excitement. From a young age, I dreamed of standing on the T-shaped platform. The T-shaped platform is the place to focus on people's sights. There are countless flashes on the stage against the models on the stage.

　　Alice looked at the long guns and short guns outside the stadium, and she was filled with emotions. This is a stage that is highly anticipated, and it is also more noticeable than the T-shaped platform. If Tang can score here, what a grand event!

　　Thinking of this, Alice's face was blushing and her eyes were scattered.

　　Maria turned to look at Alice's beautiful face. Half an hour ago, she first saw Alice and fell in love with her. She has never seen such a beautiful girl. As the wife of the star, she has seen the wife or girlfriend of the Saint-Germain player.

　　Football stars are an affluent class. They have high incomes and high exposure. They are the pursuit of beauty. Therefore, many girlfriends of football stars are the stars of the entertainment industry. Without exception, they are all beautiful.

　　Paris is the capital of fashion, beautiful like a cloud.

　　Maria was used to beauty, but she was shocked by the beauty of Alice. The dark brown hair of the cloud is full of feminine, blue pupils, full of mystery. The perfect five senses, this is the most beautiful girl God created.

　　Maria lamented that there are such beautiful girls in the world. She looked at Alice's scattered eyes and remembered that when she first walked into the stadium, it seemed to be the same.

　　Maria whispered in Alice's ear: "Alice, when I first came here, I was very excited. When I saw Dewu, I wanted to run to him and give him a gentle Kiss, then tell him, 'I love you! I believe in you!'."

　　Alice remembered the lipstick on her face at noon, and the frown of the painting was slightly upturned. She smiled and said: "I will not say in front of him, 'I love you!'"

　　I remembered sitting on the bed three days ago and watching the online video. When Tang scored the second goal, he shouted loudly: Don! I love you!

　　Alice has a flush on her cheeks. The two are not lovers now. It is a five-year contract that connects the two. Not a lover, you have to say "I love you!" in person, Alice can't do it.

　　...

　　At the moment, Beijing time is 1:12 am, and the CCTV cctv_5 broadcast hall is brightly lit. Huang Jianxiang explained before the game: "Saint-Germain lost two straight in the group stage, If they can't beat Porto at home tonight, they will be the first team in Group H to be eliminated. "

　　On the morning of yesterday morning, Huang Jianxiang also discussed with the director of the sports program of CCTV, whether it would let UEFA send another broadcast right to CCTV. Chelsea have big names, both players and coaches, and their names are familiar. He is very familiar with their situation.

　　There is nothing to watch in this game between Saint-Germain and Porto. The team has no big names and is ranked in the last two places in the group rankings. This game is not attractive to Chinese fans.

　　Huang Jianxiang's wish was not fulfilled and the director did not agree with him.

　　In a group match, whoever broadcasts the same game.

　　After the proposal was rejected, Huang Jianxiang was somewhat depressed. He prepared to routinely broadcast the game, and there were not many people watching it. Therefore, he basically did not collect data before the game.

　　At this time, he got the list of players on both sides. When the guest Zhang Lu made a pre-match analysis, he quickly scanned it. The 29th on the Saint-Germain list caught his attention.

　　Tang No. 29.

　　This name is very Chinese. In the past, he saw "Li" in European names.

　　Chinese people?

　　His eyes squinted to the right, and his face was shocked because he saw "CHN" and he suspected that he was wrong, so he looked at it carefully again. That's right! It is "CHN" and the age is seventeen!

　　He also saw the player named Tang, who is a forward and is the starting player!

　　Who is he?

　　Why haven't you heard of this player?

　　At the age of seventeen, he played the main role in Paris Saint-Germain and boarded the Champions League!

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Assalamualaikum
Hope this synopsis finds you well. 

This is not my work. I just copy the translated novels here without so many changes. I just like these novels so I want to share with everyone. 
You are being reminded that the translated chapters are so terrible. Peace

At the beginning of the XXI century, a country in Asia, in the era of the Tang empire, there was a vassal. of the Chinese empire, it was called Small Ann.

The territory is slightly larger than Austria, with a population of 40 million people, a former colony of two empires.

The gross domestic product is about $ 60 billion.


The average salary in the capital is 200 dollars, in the prefectures about 80 dollars.


Utility tariffs grew three times a year by an average of 40 percent. Utility organizations were a state monopoly. But since independence, Small Ann has not been able to establish a transparent system of payment and control based on resource consumption. Therefore, fake, non-existent debts constantly came to consumers. The courts, without understanding, immediately issued orders to recover fines and pay a penny. Consumer accounts were frozen until a fine was paid. These were all problems of the Third World. Money was everything.

The country that survived the SuperPower era, which had its own electronic, space, aviation, and tractor industries about 20 years ago, has now become a third world country.

Money and communication were everything, without them it was difficult to find a good job, the level of professionalism did not play a decisive role.

The getting money fast was the dream of many young people. who wanted to live and not survive!

One of them was Dara. He was a second-year student in the history department of the university, and in preparation for the diploma, he worked in the library. While looking through 19th-century books, the student found strange Hebrew inscriptions and Chinese characters in the margins of the book.

Dara was more interested in these inscriptions than his project. It was a mystery! It might not have been expensive, but it was interesting. Maybe some words were hiding behind these words?

Dara could write a note about it and sell it to a friend from the journalism department, say, for $ 20.

Maybe there was something else in these words, and then Dara could become a little richer.

In the 20th century, it would be difficult for him to decipher the words; there would be a leak of information. Since in those days, all the translators worked in state security agencies.

Anyone who was interested in foreign languages, ​​and was not connected with scientific activity could easily be taken under surveillance. As a potential defector or spy.

Now at the age of 21, it has become easier, by downloading the application on android, quickly translate from a foreign language and get a high-quality translation.

The Hebrew text read: "I think I was right. The city of hundreds of wells is definitely not located in northern Afghanistan, but in our country! In Little Ann. We need to carefully study the names of geographical names. To look at the Arabian guides once again, compare them with the Chinese, you need to find an inventory of the exported treasures of the three kingdoms, there we will find out whether this map is still with us or we need to look in the archives in the northern capital of the second empire! "

Dara stupidly looked at the text, he did not understand anything, what kind of topographic map are we talking about? What about treasures? Does it smell like the money?

Hundreds of thoughts flashed through his head, Dara could not help himself, he was tormented by doubts.

He wandered from one corner of the room to another, his shoulders were lowered, his back was hunched over.

His eyes were directed from the window to the android, he frowned.

"I do not understand anything but I have a feeling in my head that there are a thousand small bubbles, and I cannot and do not want to think anything". 

"I need to solve this possible riddle! "

Dara convinced himself to calm down, but he again plunged into his world, began to scratch his head hard. Then, he ran out of his office into the kitchen. He took the cup, poured water, left it in the kitchen and returned to his office. To return to the kitchen in a minute, take a cup and return to the office again.

There he stupidly looked at the android screen, again looked at the translation with a blank look.

If Dara read the safety instructions, he would know that he worked too much. You can't work for more than 4 hours, as the old instructions said. You had to take breaks and give your brain and eyes a break.

After sitting for another half an hour, staring blankly at the android, Dara decided

"Research has brought me into such a state! I can't understand anything! It's good, as the Russians say: "Morning is wiser than evening", "I will go to sleep!", Dara told himself gloomily.


Dara, could not fall asleep. He kept thinking about the Hebrew text, what topographic map was he talking about?

"Is this a map with the forgotten city of a hundred wells, or is it some other map?"

"Where to look for it"?

"Where to find the inventory and what year"?

"I forgot something to see the Chinese inscription and its translation!"

"It will be necessary to clarify ?! I wonder if it will be possible to find this city? So it does not appear in the register of protected monuments of cultural heritage!"

"This is already great! So it doesn't fall into the red zone, which is forbidden to conduct searches with a metal detector!"

"If there are wells, then there are treasures too!"

"Gold, silver, jewelry"!

"Manuscripts are likely to be at the bottom of the wells!"

"We need to take a metal detector, maybe two types, a pointer, it would be nice to have a quadcopter" ...

"You can ask Fang * for clarification of the first, he seems to have arrived already."

Dara fell asleep.

***

When he woke up, Dara first sent a telegram in Chinese to the telegram.

After 30 minutes I received a response:

"Man, let's go together in search of treasures, I have a new device, we will definitely become rich!"

After 10 minutes came the translation of the Chinese part of the text:

"We need to look for an inventory of the 1868 and 1873 years of exported treasures to the First Empire, see number 470861."

***

"Now something is becoming clear," thought Dara.

I wonder who was the one who left a note in Hebrew, a scout? Researcher? Scientist?

Apparently, the one who left the note in Chinese was a student or teacher of the one who left the note in Hebrew.

What is interesting, probably, thousands of people have already watched this record, and probably there are no maps anymore? But is it worth it to try?

Fang, sent another message with a link to the article "Where are they the treasures of Emir Small-Ann"?

Dara realized that all Roads lead to the Archive !!!

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* Fang, a friend of Dara, he is a 4th-year student in the history department of Chengdu University from Sichuan, came for an internship at the local Small Ann University. They became friends with Dara. Fang came to visit for the second year, also on a visit, now lived with Aunt Dara Firuzekh (you can find out about Dara's relatives in the novel if you wish, the Magic Farmer Dara - 2nd Edition - https://www.webnovel.com/book/13599217205409305/36505296612417968/Magic-Farmer-Dara---2nd-Edition/Descriptions-and-clarifications-to-the-novel ).

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A small story about adventurers, local history enthusiasts, treasure hunters. They wander around cities, forests, mountains, steppes and deserts, seek metal artifacts and search magnets for historical artifacts and sell some of them at auctions, donate some to museums and keep some in their home collections. They work in archives and funds, second-hand bookkeepers do not forget, they look for old books, road workers and topographic maps of the 17-20 centuries.

There is the only main character Fang and his partner Dara.

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English is the same as in other novels. While it is far from good. The approximate number of chapters is from 60 to 100. Updates 3 chapters per week. The number of words is from 600 to more 1200.

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This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.

After I casually put up some products for sale, it seemed like half the market's customers came over to me.
This wasn't because they already knew what I was selling. It was rather that all the other merchants were familiar faces, and it was quite rare for an outsider to arrive here. Not only that, it was quite obvious that I wasn't even from the Chaos Abyss. Naturally, they wanted to see what I was selling.
But when all of them saw what I was selling, they all took deep, cold breaths. Everyone only looked; nobody came up to buy anything.
I had casually thrown an ice magic sword on the ground as if it was nothing but trash. Its crystal clear structure indicated that it was made of seemingly high-quality material. The ice spreading around it showed off its considerable magical power.
In front of this ice magic sword, the dark dwarf's steel axe would be nothing but a toy. But judging by how casually I tossed it on the ground, it was evident that I didn't value it one bit.
Meanwhile, some other scattered items included fruits and vegetables that emanated nature magic, a headless doll, a bottle of some sticky fluid, a wooden sword that was blunt from long years of use, and so on. None of these objects seemed very impressive, but they all had unique magical wavelengths.
Everyone kept whispering to each other, but nobody was able to tell what these items were. Since nobody could identify them, the greatest probability was that these items weren't from the Chaos Abyss.
That still wouldn't be much, as dimensional smugglers could be found in every dimension. There were even some demons or goblins in the Chaos Abyss that enjoyed acting as merchants. Some even had well-established trade channels. However, this particular merchant wanted to sell his wares for an astonishingly high price.
"I will only accept top-level resources, materials, and God Equipment for my wares. Don't even think of trying to trade me garbage like dragon bones."
Everyone had seen arrogant merchants before, but none had ever seen such an arrogant merchant. Directly asking for God Equipment on the first attempted sale? That made him seem like a total novice. But, judging from his products for sale, he was obviously no novice. In that case…
"These items are worth the same as God Equipment? I can't tell at all. There's even books? They have such strange magical wavelengths. Are they magic books…?"
"Hey, no touching! This is the third move of the Rulai Divine Palm, a divine martial art from the east. It's the lifeblood work of a monk grandmaster demon (dharma)! Buy one, get one free! I'll throw in the great nature magic manual, the Sunflower Manual[1] for free! After you cultivate the Sunflower Manual, you'll be able to obtain a Legend-ranked druid transformation technique—Gender Change[2]!"
[…]
Astrya felt rather helpless with how I was so happily trying to sell off these books that had been gathering dust in my dimensional storage for so long.
Back in the day, I had indeed truly treated these books as treasures, being unwilling to toss them out no matter what dire straits I was in. I had always kept them in my storage as some of my most valuable treasures.
But now that I knew my System was Astrya, who had copied these Chinese martial arts from my original world, I knew that these technique manuals were truly deep pitfalls indeed… I would be a fool not to try and sell them to recoup some of my losses (and make myself feel better by making other people suffer instead).
[…Actually, they really are real. I used my power as a Creator Goddess to create a divine miracle and exchange for them. These are the real martial arts manuals from your original world.]
"Then why couldn't I learn them? I think that I should have pretty good martial arts abilities."
[That's because you also need the Emperor Inner Qi Manual and a human body acupuncture point manual before you'll be able to understand it. Did you think that learning ancient Chinese martial arts would be that simple? A modern-day person like you would be able to read a manual that requires ten different ancient Chinese dictionaries to translate? Do you know where the Bubbling Spring[3] acupuncture point is? Do you know the names of the Twelve Meridians? And even if you learned all this, do you have any knowledge of Buddhism? This is the highest-level Buddhist martial art technique. Let me tell you, the most basic requirement for truly learning this manual is that you've read at least 2,000 Buddhist scriptures and that you truly understand them.]
"Then, you could get some Buddhist scriptures and those manuals for me…"
[That would be knowledge from another world which could change the fundamental way of thinking in this world. Sure, but you'll have to exchange for it by paying 1 million Fate Points.]
"Then why did you work so hard on creating this manual for me? Just to toy with me? What difference is there from those scamming mobile games that say they have a 1% SSR gacha rate but it's actually coded to be barely above 0%! I can only look but not touch!"
I recalled that back when I drew this manual out of my gacha, I was absolutely overjoyed, thinking that I had finally gotten some protagonist good luck. I believed that I would be able to use Chinese martial arts to conquer a western fantasy world. But in the end, all those Chinese martial arts sounded really cool, but I was unable to learn a single one.
At the time, I didn't suspect anything despite this. I had thought that I was unable to learn them due to being unaccustomed to them now that I was in a fantasy and magic world. I figured that they would still improve my overall knowledge.
[According to my records, after you pulled these Chinese martial arts manuals from the gacha, you worked twice as hard in the next three months and earned many Fate Points. You even voluntarily asked me for more Quests. It was so rare to see you so hard-working. I was so moved. That meant that my goal had been achieved.]
Astrya paused for a moment, and then unhesitatingly told me the painful truth.
[That's right, I had copied this strategy from mobile game developers. How else would I get you addicted to the gacha if I didn't give you a taste of something sweet first? Those magic books that you could read but couldn't actually learn were the bait. The Chinese martial arts that sounded really amazing but you couldn't use were all to make you draw more from the gacha every month!]
Drawing from the gacha so many times but always seeing what I wanted the most slip right past on the roulette wheel… That disappointment from seeing so many "near misses" transformed into a mysterious rage that burned so much that I wanted to spit blood.
My aggrievement kept piling up. When I thought about how that bitch Astrya had secretly been manipulating that damned roulette wheel all along, simply toying with me, I really wanted to drag her out for a good beating.
I finally felt like I understood Karwenz better. With such a System in my mind that tried to think of methods to make you suffer every day, it would be inconceivable not to want to drag her out and beat her up.
"Tsk, Karwenz even calls Cynthia Mother. Is there any mother out there who intentionally makes her son suffer so much? Right, Astrya, if Cynthia is the mother of our souls, and you're Cynthia's older sister, doesn't that make you my aun—"
[If you dare to finish saying that word, I'll sing songs in your mind every day! I'll sing tragic songs on Monday and Tuesday, children's songs on Wednesday and Thursday, heavy metal songs on Friday and Saturday, and I'll continuously incant the song poem that you wrote back when you were nine years old in your original world!]
"I surrender! Please don't fill my mind with such torturous songs! I was too silly back in the day. I didn't even have good language skills or a sense of rhythm back then, what good song could I possibly write! And I even tried to make it poetic! I was already quite pitiful enough for being laughed at by my teacher, telling me I needed to focus more on properly studying. Please don't make me remember that embarrassing song poem!"
As we messed around, I was actually a bit astonished in my mind. I was just casually cracking a joke, yet Astrya had reacted so seriously. I could truly sense how powerfully all unmarried women objected to being addressed as "aunt".
But, when I thought about it some more, we really were related. Did I just suddenly find a new direct relative of mine?
Yet, I thought about it again, and felt that the Creator Goddesses of Order and Chaos had created the entire world. Then, all living creatures could be called their children, so it didn't matter that much.
[…You really don't care about it after all?]
Inconceivably, Astrya's tone actually sounded mysteriously disappointed. Did she really want to have two nephews after all? Forget it, I decided to not think about it. It was all too messy.
While I was messing around with the Goddess of Order in my mind, I was still busy loudly proclaiming the benefits of learning this mystical martial art. I even casually sent out two waves of sword energy to prove my might. And, I was astonished that someone actually wanted to buy the manual!
Everyone else was still hesitating, but a dark dwarf didn't say a single word as he handed me a sack of soul coins. Seeing that I was hesitating, he actually handed me another sack.
And right when he took the book from me, still without saying a single word, he turned around and ran away as if someone would be chasing after him… And then, I saw the Berserker Demon from earlier who was selling his own services get up and chase after him. After that, several more individuals swiftly went in the same direction. I could only hope that my first customer would survive to enjoy his manual.
"Ah, ptui!"
I instantly retracted my well wish for him as I had once again underestimated how shameless the residents of the Chaos Abyss could be. I understood why that dark dwarf had run away so quickly. When I opened the second sack of soul coins, only a few coins with howling souls were on top, but the rest were all ordinary silver coins on bottom.
"The Blackrock Tribe has good craftsmanship, but they lack top-level warriors. They're also surrounded by enemy tribes. No tribe will ever sell their own warrior training manuals, so you got a good deal. He didn't even dare to check to see if you were selling something real or fake. When he saw a Sword Saint selling his own techniques, he decided to take this gamble. You didn't lose out, because at least the first sack of soul coins was real. If it wasn't for the fact that I see you've enslaved Hakas, I would have thought that you came here just to scam money from the dark dwarves."
An elderly Onibaba wearing a black cape walked out from among the crowd. It seemed that she was one of the more powerful Onibabas, although I was unable to tell the Onibabas apart by physical appearance as they were all equally ugly.
But judging from everyone's attitude towards her, she was probably one of the bosses of this market.
"I am Salanlahweisikakatonfolodinlunkaben… My apologies, my name is rather long and difficult to remember. You can call me 'Black Seven'. No need to address me with honorifics. No, no, there's no need to tell me your name. Both of my names are fake names. There are many Onibabas here, so anyone who says their true name will be cursed."
This Onibaba who kept talking to herself seemed rather suspicious, but she kept blinking at me as if she was trying to express her friendliness.
"Someone as old as me is being so sincere. Could a youngster like you please directly tell me your intentions? What do you want? What do you have? What are you willing to pay?"
I laughed out loud when I heard this. Although I was rather disgusted that this old Onibaba had tried to use allure magic on me just now, such a direct way of negotiation was far easier and more convenient.
I had only set up shop to attract the attention of whoever ran this market. Since my target had arrived, I directly stood up.
"My name is Roland. That's my real name. Feel free to try cursing me. As for my goals, let's talk somewhere else. I'm filled with sincerity!"
[1] First mentioned in Ch. 3
[2] TL/N: In Chinese, demon and dharma have the same pronunciation. Wordplay joke. ED/N: Also, Sunflower manual is something from some famous wuxia novel (Jin Yong's or of another similar author); to cultivate it, one had to castrate themselves...
[3] TL/N: It's on the sole (foot's bottom)


This is the story of a crazy lich who possesses an internal game system and brings catastrophe to the entire world.
“Let’s look at the daily quests today… it’s the damned choose one-of-two-options-type again. Destroy a town with a population of 30,000 people or above; reward: 10,000 evil points. Steal lollipops from 3 children; reward: 1 evil point. If neither of the quests is completed, then 2 points will be deducted.”
“Tsk! You think I’m stupid? If I really destroyed a town, a crusade of Myth-ranked Holy Knights would definitely come hunting me down. Even if I earned the points, there wouldn’t be any life left in me to spend them. I better just go be a kindly lollipop bandit.”
I’ve already had enough of being a notorious lich. Who says a lich can’t be a good person? I’m definitely going to beat this damned system and be an upright and dignified good man.

Before I get started with my story, I wanna take you back to before I was born.

This story is about my mother, don't roll your eyes at me! If I don't tell you this part, then the reason why it all started won't make sense.

Okay so, my mother is actually Chinese, and in China, there is this law that prevents couples from having more than one kid by fining them but there are some cases that can't be helped but this is not the point.

What I really want to tell you is that wait okay, so you see my mother was 13 years old when this happened.

It was a just before the winter school holiday, my mother was on her way to school and yes girl she walked; when she told me this story she said that it was a 30-minute walk every day, so not long after leaving the house she was stopped by three guys.

They kidnapped her! 

Yes they did, she can't remember their faces but anyways, she remembers waking up in a dark room, but now the thing is she wasn't alone in the room, there were other people, and she was tied up, had something inside her mouth that prevented her from speaking and she couldn't see.

She called it a dark room but in fact, she was blindfolded, we normally laugh at this part because she keeps saying that it was dark in the room also but how can she know when she can't see right?

Anyways, after a while, she realised that the room she was in was actually on a ship.

My mother loved history, and not only Chinese history, she loved the Japanese history, Thai, and Korean, there's more but I'm not going into so much detail, but the reason why I'm telling you this is because she is fluent in the different languages, mostly the ones I mentioned before.

Anyways like I was saying before, she was on this ship, and every now and then she would be fed by someone, and this person never spoke Chinese, he and the other people would communicate in Japanese and they did not know that my mother understood them, and from their conversations she heard them say that she and the others were being sold.

Yep shocker right there, and this is something that always infuriates my brothers when this part of the story is being told but anyways back to the story.

My mother came to terms with the fact that she was going to be sold.

So when the ship finally stopped, she and the others were forced to leave and put into vehicles, they arrived at a destination, they were given new clothes, well as mother describes it, she was given clothes that showed her body off more.

A few women made sure that my mother and the other girls were dressed and clean, after that they were fed…

And the next day after getting ready once again, they were blindfolded drove off in a vehicle.

My mother was taken to a house in Japan and she became their maid, oh and also she was the only one from the girls were taken. My mother said that she doesn't know if those other girls are still alive.

So my mother cleaned this house of theirs, looked after the children with the other housekeepers and a few years pass and the master of the house came to her bedroom one night.

My mother doesn't really like to speak about this part of her life, but I'm going to tell you anyways so listen up.

The master of that house forced himself on a 15-year-old girl that was a maid in his house.

As time went on he continued to make visits to her room, **** her then leave again. 

My mother did try asking the butler for some help but he just told her to forget about it and do what that asshole wanted.

Eventually, she stopped fighting, gave up and fell pregnant with his child.

My mother said that during her pregnancy, she would continuously get beaten up by his wife and punished unnecessarily, lucky for mother that man wasn't a bastard.

He stopped his wife, and my mother gave birth to a healthy baby body.

End of story.
---

Not really.

She was sent to be a maid at his sisters' house in South Korea. According to my mother, this family was super rich!!!

She moved into a new house, she helped clean it, did the ironing, the washing, mopped the floors and more.

She was happy, no one worried about her or gave a shit that she existed, all she had to do was do her job but a year later, she noticed a change, she was stopped from doing all the dirty work and was told she didn't have to do a thing besides, every three hours, make tea for the master and serve it to him.

At first she did not mind but then this new master of hers kept staring at her, he looked at her with gentle eyes, gave her chocolates, that he made her eat in front of him and another order he gave her was that every time she entered and exited his office, she had to kiss him.

My mother soon became soft hearted and let him have her way with her, she received everything she wanted, was happy that she didn't have to work hard anymore.

But things took a turn for the worse when he too started making visits to her room at night.

At first, he would hold her while she sleeps, then he wanted to be held by her, then it moved on to intense kissing, seeing my mother naked then sleeping with her.

If you are wondering why this keeps happening, well it's because my mother is a beautiful woman that attracts married men that are bored with their marriages.

I know this doesn't sound right but my mother doesn't do it on purpose, it just happened.

So like before, my mother gave birth to this man's children but this time she could keep her babies and raise them, unlike her first son that was taken from her right after birth.

My mother gave birth to 2 twin boys named… well in English their names are Kang Wayne and Kang Duwayne.

The master really loved his son's and loved my mother more for giving birth to them.

The master's wife though… she grew bitter as the days went by and I understand why because my mother stole her master's heart and all she had was his name and money.

I forgot to mention before that my mothers master and his wife had no kids because, well she couldn't bear kids, she wanted to I'm sure of it but she just could not fall pregnant, they gave up after years of trying and didn't even bother to adopt orphans you know? 

They just grew distant and in the beginning, it was an arranged marriage between two rich families.

The master didn't want to make the two families relationship go sour just because his wife couldn't bear his kids but anyways…

My mother gave birth again when she was 19, this time to triplets, two sons and a daughter, their names… well, their English names were Kang Ruwayne, Kang Rudwayne and Kang Ruwaida.

Now this pissed off the master's wife, she beat my mother, she hurt my brothers and sisters and it all spiralled out of control, she was bitter.

I have never had a conversation with that woman so I don't know her feelings.

But yes, she threw a vase at my mother and it cut her open, leaving her with an ugly scar.

This pissed the master off and he got his marriage annulled if you don't know what that means, then here's a quick meaning for you, he made his marriage to that woman invalid, it never happened!

Fuck he got rid of her.

Anyway, my mother eventually told him, where she came from and asked if he could help her search for her parents and he did.

My mother and grandparents reunited and it was a happy reunion according to my grandmother, she cried for a very long time because she couldn't believe it.

My grandfather told my mothers master that, the police didn't help search for my mother, it was like no one cared, the investigation was cut short and they were ignored.

But many, many, many years later after my eldest brother Wayne became part of the Seoul investigation unite, he found out that someone was bribed, I don't know who, but my eldest brother sorted him out so we don't have to go into that.

After 12 years passed my twin brother and I were born, my twins name is Kang Oberon and I'm Kang Titania, well that's just our English names.

Our birth names are: Kang Seung Joon and Kang Seung Joong.

Kang Min Ho, Kang Min Hong and Kang Jin Hee.

Kang Jin Ha and Kang Min Hee.

Where I got Yasuharu Titania, you will soon find out.

WARNING: THIS NOVEL IS NOT SUITED FOR EVERYONE IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE HUMAN CRUELTY, PLEASE DON'T READ.

Rich Sex is a novel based on real events that took place such as arranged marriages, slavery, harassment, rape and more mixed together with my exaggerated imagination combined together that introduces many topics about human nature. 

**This book is sometimes mistaken as a Romance Novel after reading the first few chapters but it's not, this novel is more in the psychological genre, with some minor funny scenes**
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Book 1 is about the youngest daughter of the Kang siblings, this confused story of hers is only explained after book 2 is complete. (If that makes sense.)

Book 2 is about the psychotic behaviour of the Kang Siblings, at first its a person who triggers the 6 siblings to have a change in them, then everything follows suit.

Book 3: Explains what happened to the characters of book 1 and the conclusion of the story wraps up in book 3.

Beware, I did not take my time editing this.

Xiao Mei was humming tunes while preparing her dress. 

It had been two hours. She had been trying to find a suitable dress for her. All her closets were filled with different types of signature dresses worth thousands of dollars, but she found all of it unworthy for tonight's occasion.

When she did not find any dress that she fancied, she immediately grabbed her purse and went out the hotel. She was currently living inside 'Luxury', a five-star hotel owned by Lu MinFeng. 

At first, she wanted to change place because she was afraid of that bad gege. But after she learned that it was MinDe who was currently managing the hotel, she gritted her teeth and tried to swallow her fear. 

For the sake of her lovelife, she had to be brave. 

'Jia You![1]' Xiao Mei was on the 37th floor and she was currently walking towards the elevator. 

The main office of the hotel was at the uppermost part of the building. While she was waiting for the elevator to arrive, she turned around and stared at the private elevator on the opposite side.

The private elevator can only be used by those prestigious people in the business world. Although Xiao Mei was surnamed Xiao and the Heiress of Infinite Airlines, it wouldn't change the fact that she could not receive such treatment. If she used her grandfather's power, she might be able to, but right now, she was on the run, hiding from her family. 

The elevator's door opened. She went inside and pressed the close button. As the doors closed, the private elevator opened. She saw two silhouettes inside the elevator. The woman turned and whispered something towards the man. When the woman went out, she saw the man's face. Although she only saw half of his face because he was looking sideways while holding a phone, the first thing she noticed was his resemblance of MinDe. 

She was unable to clearly see if she was correct because the elevator already closed the door. 

'Was it... Nahhh.. Impossible! My beloved MinDe won't betray me. Besides, he's a shy man. He won't let those nasty women near him. Only I can touch him. No one else. Mmm.. Yup! It's not him. Definitely not him.' She decided to forget about it. 

Xiao Mei went to the mall and entered countless boutiques to choose her OOTD[2].

After she saw a peach colored knee-length dress, she immediately bought it without even counting the zeros on the tag. 

After buying a dress, she immediately went to a salon for a total makeover. 

She instructed the makeup artist to do a Korean-style[3] look.

She did ManiPedi[4] and straightened her hair. 

After 6 hours of beauty care, she was ready to knock this Second Young Master up!

She turned a couple of times before she stared at herself in front of the mirror. Seeing that she looks beautiful. She inwardly complimented herself. 

'Good!! MinDe will drool after seeing me!'

Xiao Mei drove her car towards their meeting place, The Royals. It was quarter to six already, few more minutes before MinDe arrive. She was sitting inside, waiting for him when a waiter came and asked for her order. 

"I'm still waiting for someone. I'll call you again later."

"Yes ma'am."

The waiter nodded. Time slowly ran. It was exactly 6 pm in the evening but she could not see MinDe, not even his shadow. 

She already notified the management, so, if he arrived, they would immediately usher him towards her table. 

One hour.. 

Two hours... 

Three hours...

It was already 9pm in the evening. She had been waiting for almost three hours. She was already famished, but she did not eat because she did not want to let MinDe eat alone. 

The waiter returned. Unsure what to say. "Uhm.. Ma'am.. It seems like the one you were waiting for was busy. You should eat first while waiting." Thinking that maybe MinDe was really busy, she decided to order first. 

{11:30 pm}

"Ma'am... We are sorry but the restaurant is closing." Xiao Mei was startled. She was staring in a daze when the waiter talked. 

"Oh..."After paying the bill, she left the restaurant, leaving a drop of tear on the table.

Few minutes later, a black Mercedes Benz drove away from the restaurant.

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Feng Jiu was currently wiping her hands. 

She was inside the restroom. She leaned on the lavatory. She closed her eyes, trying to control her emotions. She already fixed herself. If someone saw her right now, they wouldn't believe that the woman that was defiled a while ago and the woman that was currently in front of the mirror was the same. There was no longer any trace of what happened earlier. She already wiped herself clean. Even the smell of sex that was lingering on her body had already vanished.

Her eyes were still closed when her phone rang. Xiao Mei was calling her. "Ah Jiu... Can you stay with Ah Mei for now? I don't want to be alone."

Xiao Mei's voice sounded hoarse, as if she cried and bawled like a child. 

"Ah Mei?  Is there something wrong?"

"No... Ah Mei just misses Ah Jiu... Can you come here?"

"Sure... Where are you...?"

"I'm at the park near the station."

"You commuted?"

"No. I drove my car but when I saw the park, I suddenly thought of our childhood days. So, I went inside and sat on the swing."

"Okay.. I'll come over quickly. Wait for me.."

"Mmm.. *sniff* only Ah Jiu treats me best.." Xiao Mei ended the call. 

Feng Jiu also wanted to sit, relax and recall their childhood days. It was better than to cry in the corner, better than to think about MinFeng. 

Every time she thought of him, her heart would hurt.. She was always in pain... Even if she waited for him endlessly, she would just wait in vain.. 

'Because you cannot force love. You cannot teach someone how to love, and as for me, loving Little Bump is enough.'

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[1]. Means 'Fighting!' or Jia you! (Chinese), Hwaiting! (Korean),Gambatte! (Japanese) 

[2]. Outfit of the Day

[3]. Natural Look. Makeup-less face. 

[4]. Manicure and Pedicure 

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Author's Side Note:

Yehey!! It's done!!

Someone asked me why I used Chinese Names instead of Filipino Names. 

I dunno.. I'm really weird.. When I was crazy with anime, All the novels I wrote were Japanese-themed. 
Same with when I was into Kpop and K-drama. And of course when Watty was just starting (DNP and She's Dating were very famous back then.)

And now, It's been 2 years since I started reading Chinese novels so maybe that's the reason. I'm into Chinese right now. Heheh~

I tried to learn Mandarin like what I did with nihonggo and hangeul but... Urgh.. 

Anyway, it's Sunday tomorrow~ 

It's Me Day~

Update schedule:

2 chapters everyday at 11pm PST (GTM+8) except Sunday. 

See ya on Monday.

High bun, eyeglasses, long sleeve shirt and plaited skirt. Dressed so strictly, FengJiu reached 28 without having any intimate interaction with men. 

At an early age, being an orphan, FengJiu dedicated herself on taking good care of her grandfather and their business, choosing to live a life different from a normal teenager. 

Now, as the CEO of Feng International, people view her as a stoic woman without emotions. Deep inside, FengJiu is like any other women, want to experience the beauty of life and romance. 

Due to the pressure of her grandfather in her marriage, FengJiu decided to let herself experience the life of a single woman without worries before tying the knot (marriage). For the first time in her life, she got drunk and party all night.

Huh? Why is she naked? Eh? Ehh?!

"Woman, after eating me dry, you have to take responsibility." a shameless man said. 

In an instant, she became his 'sugar mommy'.

What?! This shameless NEET whom she 'adopted' is the owner of Lu Corporation, her enemy?! 

Before she could escape, she got tied on the bed. 

"Woman, you better chose wisely. You will marry me or I will marry you?"

She strictly rejects him after knowing everything but every inch of her body craves for him otherwise. 

(N.E.E.T.- Not in Education, Employment or Training aka Unemployed)

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