Emica Kana is 18 years old. She has always loved writing stories., They were her escape from reality. She always wished that a man would come and save her like they always do in the stories.
Well, she got her wish.
Emica entered a small writing school that was near a river. Her friend had joined her. But, the teacher had an odd vibe around him. Emica became a little scared of him. She especially became scared when the teacher started to pay more attention to her. One day, when she runs from him, she falls into a world of adventure, risk, and abnormalities. 
But, her teacher is what scares her more than this new world. What secrets and schemes did he use to get her here?

Just little things that sometimes help me with writing and my thoughts of different forms of writing.

Greetings everyone!

I've been busy editing some stuffs from the previous chaps. Not to worry, I did not change anything, just 'clean' some errors and patch some plotholes. Especially the errors my allegedly alive Keyboard did.

So... for the new readers, I welcome ya'll, for the old readers, Thank you thank you thank you~ I really feel grateful that ya'll keep on supporting me. Shoutout to Cerment_the_frog, hopefallsnow01, Jagermeister, LoudHermit and ChiseHatori and those who kept on reading my story since square one.

And by the way, You should skim the first 20 chaps for additional snippets that I added :3. I wasn't planning to add them at the first place since I'm not yet sure about the system and plots and everything I wanted to integrate into this story.


So to be honest, I didn't expected this sudden recognition, I was just casually writing stories then sharing them to the world through Webnovel. And now, I'm starting to get comments and reviews, which greatly pleases me! Please give me more of those, thank you so much.


So yeah, I had the plan to drop this novel before, during those quarantine stuffs and online class wackamoles, and yet, I'm still here, writing Vol. 2. So thank you ya'll for the support.

Anyways, since Webnovel doesn't have an open forum feature in the app which I greatly wish they are planning to add, I'll be opening this chap for any questions ya'll have in your mind, tips for my story and your ideas - Especially names, I lack the creative brain to think of names.

Oh right! Give me more of those honest reviews! I love those! They're helping me improve the quality of the novel. So feel free to leave some reviews for this novel. Shoutout to Jaxer30 and Nith_Haiah.

All in all, thank you for following the development of Defend the Queen.

How to defeat a horde of monsters?

Create an army!

How to do that?

BECOME A QUEEN!!

Set your colony, raise your army, attack monsters, eat their flesh, then evolve!

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Iziul was the youngest and the only female General of the Army of Earth year 2075 who attained the respectable rank of Five-Star.

Sadly, her high prestige was ended after being sent to her death trap by.

Waking up again, she was brought to another world quite different yet similar to Earth.

Trees were towering here as animals and insects that were seen small at earth became gigantic titans that wrecked havoc.

"Is that mothra?!?! godzilla?!?! wait! Why are they so big but... normal. Normal???

Holy Sh*t. They are not big! 

I'm just small!"

Join Iziul, as she transmigrated into a
Queen Bit and thread the path of evolution while building her army of children to conquer the world!

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Hope you guys enjoy it!

(I'm gonna talk a bit about my personal journey so if you guys are not interested, then just skip to the tips.) 
Like many normal teenagers, I had gone through an awkward phase. Sad thing is, I went through it in grade 9, so most of the people in my high school still remember my awkward phase. (I'm in grade 12 now.) But after looking at pictures from that dark time, I realised that my face didn't change at all. It was my style, my mannerisms, and my hair. I also found a deeper meaning in those changes. So here's what I found that made the difference between awkward phase me and glown up me:

1. A fail proof hairstyle is plain, natural hair. 😻 Also try all lengths of hair by cutting it to shoulder length first (or longer if you are scared) and then growing it out. See which stage you like best. (I don't think this would work with afro hair. I've never had friends who have afro hair.) I love a YouTube video for tips on this. Please comment to let me know if you guys are interested in it

2. Try to get contact lenses. 👀 I know some people suit glasses. I personally don't. But getting contacts really helps if you have oily skin and glasses just keep slipping down your nose. Or if you are like me, with 800 degrees myopia, then ditching heavy glasses feels so good. Getting contact lenses also allow me to go crazy without worrying about it flying off my face. 

3. Don't use makeup for the sake of using makeup. Use it according to your needs, your face, and your style. Also, keep in mind your overall outfit. Sometimes, a loud outfit with a loud makeup can take over your body and hide you. You want people to see you, not your makeup. Of course, there are exceptions such as creative makeup. 

4. Be mindful while shopping. 💸Just because something looks good, doesn't mean it will look good on you. Also avoid fast fashion to save up for more quality items. Always check for the quality of fabrics, the color scheme of your closet, and what you usually wear. If you don't wear skirts, don't buy a skirt. I also love a YouTube video for tips on this. Please comment to let me know you guys are interested. 

5. Work out.💦 You don't have to aim for losing weight or gaining curves. Working out enhances your metabolism, the lines on your arms and legs (makes you look extra sexy), and improves your complexion. You will radiate from the inside out. Working out doesn't have to be tiring or tedious too. You can try dancing, cycling, stretching (splits are cool!), etc. 

6. Commit to a hobby.🔥 Mine would be piano, which I started playing when I was three. During my awkward phase, I wasn't practicing at all and I was embarrassed to tell people I had been learning it since I was three and I actually have certificates for it. REALLY COMMIT TO A SKILL PLEASE! Also, don't underestimate the amount of money your special skill can bring you!! I received 500RMB once for winning an award in a writing competition, plus 100RMB for being a volunteer at the award ceremony. XD

7. Please listen to your mother when she says you look bad.💯 She's probably right. I can't express how many style mistakes I made because of not listening to her. 

8. Be more reserved. 😶Talk only when you have something meaningful to say. My awkward phase consists a lot of me blurting out dumb, hypocritical, ignorant, and sometimes offensive things. I think this is why I didn't have friends. Also, if you are not sure if your opinion on something is right (as in, in consideration of all perspectives and not on an ignorant basis), ask questions. It's always fun to get to know what others think. But if you don't have the ability to recognise your ignorance, then I can't help you. Only time and maturity can help you at this point. 🙄

9. Take care of your skin.💦 Depending on where you live, you might not need a skincare routine. Taking care of your skin does not necessarily means buying products and putting them on your face. Taking care of your skin can be applying body lotion, washing your face with a simple face wash as soon as you get home (gets rid of pollutants), clipping your bangs up for sports (avoids forehead pimples), not touching your face, etc. 

10. Do your eyebrows.💯 If you are born with perfect eyebrows, don't touch them. But I had a uni brow. For beginners, personally I feel like it's better to use a small brow shaver instead of a tweezer. It does not hurt as much and if you fail, your hair grows out faster. If you can afford, get your brows done for the first time at a salon, then follow the shape at home when it grows out. 

These are the tips I have. Hope you guys liked them. Please give constructive feedback if there's anything I can improve. Thank you for reading, lovelies!! 💋

So... I am going to continue my OG Isekai story called Battlefield Restart (Edited), which I decided to make the main three works of my Gaiaverse along with 'An Adventure Beyond Greatness!' and its sequel that has been conceptualised as a more Accel World kind of Isekai where the MC goes back and forth between works but grows as he gets back to his original.

Here's a synopsis for those who don't know it:
'After retiring from the battlefield, my life became empty and lifeless. The regrets of my past haunt me in my sleep. Then a change occurred, a King from another world summoned me to fight for his kingdom, but I died even before I could give him my answer. Now, after a fake God allowed me to reincarnate (albeit imperfectly) with my memories intact, into a world filled with magic and swords.'

It was supposed to be a one-off gag at first where I made the man complain for the first chapter, get un-alived via Summoning, then reincarnated into the body of a baby Mushoku Tensei style.

I've retconned it a whole bunch of times over the years, lost two other accounts, and now have to work with only being able to 'see but not edit' the others versions of it online. Though the story is written in first person and is the first work of mine that has ever gotten popular over the years, it is something I put heart into as the story progressed.

The whole beginning section was written in a generic Isekai way with a God literally explaining stuff to our MC in the second and third chapter before doing regular Isekai stuff on the fourth.

I'm not sure if it can get the 'unique and creative!' label other Isekais do but it's well-written now considering how many edits it went through. The first 40 chapters basically build up and end a mini-arc where most questions are answered.

I you don't like introverted badass old geezer of a soldier who acts childish in his second life because he's not diligent and scum that way then you'll probably be disappointed as there had always been a clear theme to this story about irrational fear. How it can help survive the battlefield but can't do anything when it comes to relationships.

The main character isn't a paragon of virtue nor a complete arse as he can practically be summed up as antisocial due to his past life. He was good at being a soldier and listening to orders, but wasn't exactly someone who 'lead' in his past life.

The larger plot has yet to be kickstarted but the smaller character-driven events are still going great with the biggest being the relationship he has with his little sister who is a different kind of abnormal compared to him.

I like 'Skill Trees' in Power Systems and this story also has that vibe with the MC practically 'cultivating' his main skills by himself. There's also a Duke's Daughter with what is essentially Sword Creation Light Magic and the likes.

If you feel like this kind of story, then please check it out. There are also some blogs I added at the side that have Writing Tips or other topics that I just felt the need of writing out of boredom.

Well, I'll see you there~! 😊

Inspired by the Naruto Is Reincarnated fanfic on Webnovel. A story of how Sakura sent herself back in time after the Fifth Great Ninja War and vows to change everything for the better. To do so, she experimented on herself and created techniques. Until she finally created a Jutsu that could send her back using a rare medium.

So... Until I get familiar with animation, I am going to continue my OG Isekai story called Battlefield Restart (Edited), which I decided to make the main three works of my Gaiaverse along with 'An Adventure Beyond Greatness!' and its sequel that has been conceptualised as a more Accel World kind of Isekai where the MC goes back and forth between works but grows as he gets back to his original.

Here's a synopsis for those who don't know it:
'After retiring from the battlefield, my life became empty and lifeless. The regrets of my past haunt me in my sleep. Then a change occurred, a King from another world summoned me to fight for his kingdom, but I died even before I could give him my answer. Now, after a fake God allowed me to reincarnate (albeit imperfectly) with my memories intact, into a world filled with magic and swords.'

It was supposed to be a one-off gag at first where I made the man complain for the first chapter, get un-alived via Summoning, then reincarnated into the body of a baby Mushoku Tensei style.

I've retconned it a whole bunch of times over the years, lost two other accounts, and now have to work with only being able to 'see but not edit' the others versions of it online. Though the story is written in first person and is the first work of mine that has ever gotten popular over the years, it is something I put heart into as the story progressed.

The whole beginning section was written in a generic Isekai way with a God literally explaining stuff to our MC in the second and third chapter before doing regular Isekai stuff on the fourth.

I'm not sure if it can get the 'unique and creative!' label other Isekais do but it's well-written now considering how many edits it went through. The first 40 chapters basically build up and end a mini-arc where most questions are answered.

I you don't like introverted badass old geezer of a soldier who acts childish in his second life because he's not diligent and scum that way then you'll probably be disappointed as there had always been a clear theme to this story about irrational fear. How it can help survive the battlefield but can't do anything when it comes to relationships.

The main character isn't a paragon of virtue nor a complete arse as he can practically be summed up as antisocial due to his past life. He was good at being a soldier and listening to orders, but wasn't exactly someone who 'lead' in his past life.

The larger plot has yet to be kickstarted but the smaller character-driven events are still going great with the biggest being the relationship he has with his little sister who is a different kind of abnormal compared to him.

I like 'Skill Trees' in Power Systems and this story also has that vibe with the MC practically 'cultivating' his main skills by himself. There's also a Duke's Daughter with what is essentially Sword Creation Light Magic and the likes.

If you feel like this kind of story, then please check it out. There are also some blogs I added at the side that have Writing Tips or other topics that I just felt the need of writing out of boredom.

Well, I'll see you there~! 😊

The story is the third entry in the trilogy of Battlefield Restart but is being written as the direct sequel instead. The events of Battlefield Restart 2- An Adventure Beyond Greatness, are contained so there isn’t much to be missed by skipping it.

This novel is about an Author being sent into the nightmarish world he writes due to his destiny. The main character of BR 2 appears but isn’t focused on much, as this is about the Omniscient Writer’s story.

Vol. 0 is skippable and isn’t essential to the story as a whole. Only something there for extra info.

Debbie didn't comment much about Scarlet's errand as she kept the poker face.
"Welcome back."
Scarlet nodded and tried to wipe the smile off her face. The governess noted that despite the calm mask on the blogger's face, Scarlet's eyes were livelier now. The lady was glad that her little assignment had done the trick.
"I was able to look through most of the story," she informed Scarlet and the girl became more serious. "I'm impressed by your creative ideas. Can you tell me where you got the inspiration from?"
Scarlet blushed at the praise and shuffled awkwardly. "I was researching when I came across something called Cats the Musical from Broadway*... I thought that it would be easier to model some people after talking cats to better portray their struggles in a comical manner?"
Debbie looked pleased with Scarlet's response and had a huge smile on her face. "Great! While it isn't ready to be turned into a book, I think we should commemorate your very first masterpiece. Does this story have a title?"
Scarlet didn't seem to think of it in a bad way, so Debbie was secretly relieved. Rejection can be a very harsh thing for writers and she didn't want to stamp out the burning flame in Scarlet. It might not be a huge bonfire yet, but the passion was still there. Fortunately, the girl was a fighter. She accepted it with grace and moved on, seeking further improvement.
"I think we can call it 'A Catty Conversation'. Would you mind pointing out where exactly I've gone wrong?"
Debbie blinked. "All in due time, Scarlet. For a first attempt, it was very good. I just needed something to be the gauge of your current abilities before we move on from there. From what I can see, you have a rather strong grasp of the English language. The grammar and structure are not worrying. You also have an intuitive sense of how to pace your stories with a very natural way of telling it. Your characters spring to life with how you describe your scenes, although some transitions can be shaky. But don't worry, we will work on them."
The blogger nodded as she heard her mentor's feedback. "Actually, I've been thinking of a question for a while now."
"Yes?"
Scarlet hesitated. Should she admit that she wasn't a natural prodigy when it came to writing? Would Debbie no longer be impressed or will she express her disappointment? After a while, Scarlet eventually decided to go with the truth. After all, it was harder to conceal the truth with time. The blogger knew that if she was truthful right from the start, she wouldn't disappoint the editor too much. Sure, Debbie might be disappointed for a while, but maybe she would come to understand how to help Scarlet more?
"Actually, I researched some writing tips for writers online before I attempted to write something. A Catty Conversation isn't my first work. It's probably my third or fourth? I've lost count. Also, It has been revised twice and edited once before I submitted it. I just want to know, how does an author create their personal style? I've tried finding answers for there isn't a definite answer."
Debbie smiled. It's a question that all young writers ask. Sadly, not even she could give them the answer. Instead, the editor gave Scarlet her very first homework.
"It's a very good question, Scarlet. I would be rather worried if you hadn't asked about it or research anything about writing beforehand. This shows that you have a levelled head and aren't egotistical. There's definitely room for improvements for everybody in the writing world. It doesn't matter if you're young or old, have published best-sellers or won the Nobel Peace Prize. Style is something that comes over time with experience, practice and wisdom. It's not learnt or taught, it is discovered and created. Think of a writer's style as their writing personality and DNA. It's unique to every individual."
She then picked up the blank exercise book and smiled. "This is going to be a very good starter. I'd like you to write all the questions you have about writing and write them down in this book and I will answer them next week. Don't forget to decorate the book and give it a name too!"
The blogger was puzzled. "I have to give this book a name too?"
Debbie looked at her as if that Scarlet was asking if the sky was blue today. "Of course! It's only natural, right? You name the things that are precious to you. For writers, what can be more important than books?"
Scarlet didn't know what to say. One should never judge a book by their cover, and at this moment, she thinks that it is especially true for Debbie who packed her things and bid the Wilde's goodbye. On the surface, Debbie sounded sane and looked nothing out of the ordinary. However, after getting to know her tutor a little better, Scarlet decided that all writers have to be a little bit insane at the very least to produce such stories.
Once Debbie left, Scarlet looked at the book in her hand. The press plants were currently still in the processing. Tina was helping her to dry them out by pressing them in between the pages of thick phone books. Alex had also agreed to lend Scarlet some of her art supplies when the plants were ready. Scarlet was excited about how the communication diary would turn out, but for now, she had to come up with a name.
Something that means secret... Scarlet didn't really know the meaning of names, so the best way to do it was by searching it up on the internet. It didn't take her long to find a list of names that had 'secret' in their meaning.
As she scrolled down the names, one of them caught her eye. It was a name with a double meaning and Scarlet thought that it was actually perfect for her first communication diary.
"From this day forth, you shall be known as Judah!" the blogger proudly announced to the blank exercise book.
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At age 10, Scarlet Liu Xiu Wen was tested with a Mensa IQ of 156.

By age 12, she was publishing books with the pen name Permanent Frost. By age 14, she was a successful vocalist-composer in the band called Britannia. By age 16 Scarlet had a successful career as a model and actress going by the stage name of Liu Xiu Wen.

However, there was a secret that the world didn't know. Away from the limelight, Scarlet took on yet another persona online as Pirate S - the eccentric half-genius. Everyone who lurked in the forums knew her name. Known for her unusual takes on life and mostly popularly for her "Human Observation Diary" blog, Scarlet enjoys the nerd life in secret.

Human Observation Diary has always kept to a very standard format but one day, a reader pointed out that the blog has recently been differing from its usual format. Intrigued by the trigger, Scarlet investigates her latest human observation - an online NEET by the name of Jedd77.

From further interactions, Scarlet finds herself helplessly drawn to him. As their friendship develops into something more, Scarlet has to make a choice.

To give up her secrecy and allow Jedd77 to be a part of her life? Or continue the game of cat and mouse even after the face reveal.

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It was the same every year. Artie would make calls and try to find out what everyone's plan was for the holiday season. With everyone spread out across the nation, the only tradition old Artie was seeing every year was excuses. It hadn't always been this way. There used to be a time when all the kids and grand kids would trip over each other to spend the holidays at his big house. Those were the good old days when his wife was still around. Before her passing, she would often joke that everyone was really there to see her and not him. Turns out her jokes were quite accurate because when his lovely wife of fifty years succumbed to cancer, everyone stopped showing up for Christmas. Artie just assumed the first year was too tough because the first holiday was less than a few months after her passing and it might have been too soon. He let it slide and thought nothing of it. But now it had been seven years and not a single kid or grand kid had sat down at the massive table in his dining room to break bread with him on his savior's birthday.

     It wasn't like some of his kids didn't have good excuses. David was a surgeon and he spent his holidays working in free clinics to help those who couldn't afford health insurance. While it was admirable from a distance, deep down Artie knew that was a shield to protect David from criticism, something he did often to deflect negative things being said about him. Sorry I missed that play I never wanted to see, but I was too busy saving lives. It was like playing chess with a grand master. Even though you knew what game was being played you still had no chance of winning.

     There were the kids who had no excuses. Kim was a stay at home mom with four rug rats that Artie wanted to spoil endlessly. Yet instead of taking him up on offers of free babysitting and weekend to spend with her husband, he was rejected every time he reached out to spend time when them.

     Next was Richard, who was larger than life. Living what was his childhood dream, Richard was a professional baseball player. Making millions to play a game most people would do for free, he was also able to fly anywhere at a moment's notice but still had no time for his old man. Whenever they would talk on the phone, they would talk about all things baseball and nothing else. It was the one bridge they had left but Artie was sad that he wasn't closer to Richard beyond that. He couldn't be prouder of his son, but lately he had been living up to his name and was a real dick to his old man.

     Then there was Malcolm. Professor at an esteemed university and all round know it all. Malcolm never came for Christmas dinner because Artie never invited him. They were like oil and vinegar and fought every time they shared the same air. His youngest child also knew exactly how to push his buttons as if it were a secret talent that only he possessed. His wife would laugh at how good they were at setting each other off; it was like watching synchronized swimming she often said. He missed her more than ever, especially now that he had spent every holiday alone since her passing.

     This wasn't the way Artie wanted to spend his last years, alone every Christmas and only cooking for one. The previous year, Artie decided to do something different and didn't even invite any his kids over. He gave everyone the same treatment that was usually reserved for Malcolm and nothing changed and he got the same cards and postcards in the mail and nothing more. His attempt at reverse psychology was a complete and utter failure, epic as his grand kids would tell him.

     As the next holiday season approached, Artie had finally decided that he wasn't going to take it anymore. This year he was prepared to fight them tooth and nail to get what he wanted. Artie paused for a moment and thought about what that meant. What kind of dinner would he have if all of them had to be dragged in there kicking and screaming against their will? Artie knew that he would have to be more creative if he was going to have the happy holiday he missed so much. He had considered writing them all out of his will if they didn't show up this year. That was an empty threat because he didn't have that much left over and two out of four kids were millionaires. It was going to take some real trickery to get them all at the table this year but he was determined to make it happen.

     Even if it was the last thing he ever did...

All Artie Jackson wanted was the whole family to be home for Christmas. Be careful what you wish for...

Thinking about her old teacher, He Lixue was feeling rather emotional. Although he was the one who taught her hacking, her style was unique to her, and no one else than she knew how to create these firewalls and other programs that she specialized in.

Even her teacher had never asked for her to teach him, and she could not help but feel grateful. Back then, these codes were what made it possible for her to stay alive, but things were different now. She did not mind teaching it to others, as she was no longer the orphan He Lixue.

Although she was the He Lixue who had been killed overseas, she was also the He Lixue who had been in a coma for three years. 

She had all her memories, and she could remember everything that she had experienced. Everything was so vivid that she knew that she had experienced it. Hence it had changed her personality slightly, and she had become a completely third person — a merge between the two He Lixues. 

Manager Mo, and the others in the department, heard that He Lixue said that she would teach them how to write the code for this firewall, and they were all extremely excited, but when they looked at He Lixue, they saw that she was deep in thought, her brows furrowed, and a hand caressing her chin.

It took her a few moments to realize that they were all looking at her, and she could not help but smile sweetly. "Sorry, I was suddenly thinking about some things," she said with a sweet grin on her face, and the others quickly waved their hands, assuring her that it was completely fine. 

Even if she wanted to cause a fuss, they would let her, because she was able to do something so amazing as this!

And as such, the entire day was spent with He Lixue teaching the differences in their firewalls. She was patient and explained everything in detail, no matter how many times she was asked. 

She would demonstrate and help them from time to time, test their progress, and she quickly realized that the people within the IT Security Department of the Fenghuang Group were immensely skilled. 

Even though Yang Shirou disliked He Lixue, as soon as she saw what they were doing, she gritted her teeth and did everything in her power to learn as quickly as possible. She wanted to get redemption for her embarrassing display the day before.

Seeing her, this serious, He Lixue felt like chuckling. Although Yang Shirou was annoying, she was slightly cute. Her stubbornness was different from most women that He Lixue had encountered before, and seeing that she had no intention of causing problems, He Lixue also taught her a few tricks and tips.

"Don't be too smug," Yang Shirou said to He Lixue, completely ignoring her usual gentle image. She had already destroyed her image as a white lotus, so she might as well be herself at work in the future.

"Although you are better than me now, I am going to learn everything from you, and overtake you in a matter of months!" 

Hearing her words, He Lixue could not help but laugh, and she shook her head. "Then I wish you good luck," she said enigmatically. 

The others who had been listening had been worried that He Lixue would be insulted, but she was way more mature than others her age, and it seemed that she did not at all put Yang Shirou in her eyes.

After teaching them all the methods she had used at the firewall made in the challenge, they were all ecstatic. It felt as if a lot of things became clearer, and problems that had plagued them previously showed signs of a breakthrough. They had gained much from this and seemed to think outside the box for once. 

Although computers were rather rigid with how to create things, there was still space for some creativity. Knowing that they could be creative, all of them began writing their own codes, very different from their usual programs.

Everyone was within the conference room instead of at their individual offices. The reason was that they wanted to discuss with one another, test each other's code, and help each other as a team. 

Everyone was buried in creating programs, and He Lixue was no different. 

Not long ago, she had asked Lu Nanfeng to help her enter the Imperial University so that she could study Computer Science, but she had suddenly taken on a job. 

She knew that when she went to university, she would have to resign, so she wanted to give him a big gift for helping her up until now. She would make the Fenghuang Group's computers into an impregnable fortress. She would ensure that even the best hackers in the world had no chance of launching an attack on this place.

To do this, she had to create a unique security system. She had made it once before and gifted it to her teacher. She did not know exactly what her teacher did as a living, but she knew that it was dangerous and that if someone got hold of information about him, he might be in danger.

Hence she had spent three years creating the security system that he used. Now she had found the second person she wished to help whole heartedly.

Although she had made the program once before, she was not willing to gift Lu Nanfeng a copy, so instead, she continued to develop and change a few things with the security program. As time went by, she was more and more engrossed in writing the code needed for the program.

Release Schedule: 1 chapter a day at random times 

One was the apple in the eye of her parents; the other was an orphan. One was rich and spoiled, the other struggled to survive. 

Both were named He Lixue, and while one encountered a traffic accident that made her lay in a coma for three years, the other was stabbed in her back and died a miserable death alone. 

The orphan woke up in the body of the princess, her mind containing the memories of the body. 

Having gained a second lease on life, He Lixue fought back against the world with relentless fierceness, and she was never giving up. 

Want to make her look bad? Don't worry, even if she had to go down, she would take all her enemies down with her! She swore that she would never let the ones who had caused the accident go free. 

Lu Nanfeng, the most eligible bachelor in the capital, met He Lixue at the sanatorium. 

Here he felt as if he had picked up a small pet, and decided to take care of her. She was innocent, adorable and pitiful, unfortunately his feelings slowly changed from normal adoration to love. 

He was stubborn and used to having things his way, so he brought her home, but who would have guessed that the woman would be unmoved, even when he used his own body to seduce her.

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