The story of Lynne Reid, who seemingly has everything she wanted in life, but doesn't . She  longs for that perfect someone to spend her life with and end her life of loneliness . Read the story to find out more.
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For a moment, Shi Yao failed to realize who the French lecturer was referring to.
It was only when He Tiantian nudged her elbow did she realize that the lecturer was referring to her.
Shi Yao hastily leaped off her seat and shot Xia Shangzhou a cold glare before turning to face the lecturer.
Meeting Shi Yao's gaze, the French lecturer asked in French, "What is your name?"
Shi Yao, who understood his question, replied, "Shi Yao."
The French lecturer continued in French, "Which year and faculty are you from?"
Out of habit, Shi Yao replied in Chinese, "I'm a freshman from the English Faculty."
The French lecturer remarked, "Please answer my question in French."
Shi Yao quickly reiterated her reply in French.
The French lecturer nodded his head and continued speaking in French. 
However, this time, Shi Yao did not understand what he was saying and was clueless about what he wanted her to do.
Hearing no reply from Shi Yao, the French lecturer uttered another sentence in French. 
This time, Shi Yao partially understood what he was saying. He wanted her to translate what he had just said into Chinese.
However, she was clueless about what he said, so how could she translate it?
Silence ensued, and more and more people turned their gazes over to look at her.
This French lecturer was famous amongst the student populace for being strict. If a student he called out wasn't able to answer his question, he would pose another question to the student. If the student was still unable to answer after three questions, he would have the student stand through his class as punishment… 
Was this going to be the first time in Shi Yao's life that she would be punished in class?
Feeling slightly uncomfortable under the stares of so many people, a shade of red washed over Shi Yao's face. Thinking about the possibility that she could be punished, Shi Yao's grudge against Xia Shangzhou deepened.
Soft Bun isn't speaking at all… Does she not know the answer to the question?
Lin Jiage looked at Shi Yao's reddened ears. Without any hesitation, he reached into his pocket.
As his fingers found his handphone, the French lecturer spoke again.
He repeated the long sentence that he had previously uttered and addressed Shi Yao, "Think about how you should translate this sentence. If you are still unable to translate it, I will give you another sentence to translate later."
Following which, the French lecturer continued, "The name of this young lady is Shi Yao, right? Ok, the boy sitting behind Shi Yao, stand up."
The culprit, Xia Shangzhou, heard the French lecturer calling out Lin Jiage and let out a laugh.
However, he swiftly caught sight of the cold look Lin Jiage was throwing at him and a shudder ran through his body. He quickly stopped himself in fear.
Lin Jiage slowly stood up with one hand in his pocket and the other on the table.
As he was a lot taller than Shi Yao, Shi Yao could feel something was towering over her from behind.
The first question the French lecturer asked Lin Jiage was the same as what he had asked Shi Yao.
"Lin Jiage."
"Year 3 from the Mathematics Faculty."
Lin Jiage casually replied the French lecturer while taking out his handphone from his pocket. He lowered his gaze and searched for Shi Yao's contact from his chat history.
The question the French lecturer posed to Lin Jiage was the same as Shi Yao. He was to translate a sentence as well, just that the sentence he had to work on was different.
While Lin Jiage listening to the question, his eyes remained lowered on his phone as his fingers swiftly strung out a message.
When the French lecturer finished his piece, Lin Jiage paused for three seconds before answering the French lecturer's question composedly. 
As he answered, the movement of his fingers did not stop.
He spoke in a slow but deliberate voice.
His voice was not loud but his enunciation was clear.


To marry Shi Yao, Lin Jiage had resorted to every single trick he could think of, only to fail each time. In the end, he could only turn his gaze to Little Bun.
After hearing Lin Jiage's proposal, Little Bun hooked pinkies with him and replied adorably, "Pleased to work with you!"
Thus——
On the night that Little Bun received a robot, he duped Shi Yao to a restaurant and secretly told Lin Jiage, "Daddy, mummy will be accompanying you for dinner."
On the night that Little Bun received an Ultraman figurine, he duped Shi Yao to a swimming complex and secretly told Lin Jiage, "Daddy, mummy will be accompanying you for a swim."
On the night that Little Bun received a train model, he duped Shi Yao to a hotel suite and secretly whispered in Lin Jiage's ear, "Daddy, mummy will be accompanying you in bed."

Mo Jingshen recovered very quickly. Perhaps after sleeping for two months without moving, his wounds had a lot of more room to heal, unlike before when his wounds were easily torn up.
Except that he was a little thinner, he was no different from before.
He remained as cold and dignified as she remembered. He was still the man she was familiar with.
The only difference was that he stopped smiling at her, and his eyes no longer stopped at her. Even if they were sitting in the same plane, even if they were sitting in the same row and he was right beside her, she felt he was far, far away from her.
After a while, Ji Nuan suddenly laid her hand on his leg, and the man, who had closed his eyes, opened them and stared at her coldly. "What are you doing?"
She looked at her hand on his lap, then at his apparently unhappy look, and pursed her lips. "Excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom."
Although there was plenty of room in the first class, he, tall and long-legged, sat on the outside of the aisle, and she couldn't get out unless he moved.
Mo Jingshen looked at her again and moved his leg.
Ji Nuan withdrew her hand awkwardly. As she got up, the plane passed an area of turbulence and suddenly bumped. Perhaps unintentionally or deliberately, she stumbled and fell into his arms. Though she could stabilize her body, she still put her hands on his legs. At the same time, she leaned forward and almost fell into his arms, and their faces were only a finger apart.
At such a close distance, he looked at her deadpan. Her heart was pounding, but she said calmly, "Sorry, I lost my footing."
Mo Jingshen: "…"
Before getting up, she deliberately pressed her hand hard on his leg, touching his "golden thigh" to her heart's content—which she had not been allowed to lately—before she turned to go to the bathroom not far from the first-class cabin.
Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, she forced a smile. Feeling that the smile didn't look good, she pulled the corners of her mouth up with her hands and didn't put down her hand until a satisfied smile appeared on her face.
They were going back to Hai City, to their original world, to their original life.
Divorce? Of course, she wouldn't get divorced.
But she had been so alienated by him that she seemed unable to maintain the status quo. In this marriage, what mattered was not dignity, pride, or self-esteem. He had done so much for her, both when she knew and when she didn't know. Not long ago, he had almost died for her. If she easily gave up and left him, she would fail him, as well as herself.
Anyway, they were husband and wife, which was a reasonable and legal relationship. At the worst, she would chase him from behind. If he retreated, she would step forward; if he were cold, she would be warm; if he avoided her, she would take the initiative; if he were expressionless, she would smile at him.
As Mrs. Mo, it was perfectly legal and legitimate for her to get into his bed!
As long as she took the initiative, he could not, however powerful, take away the title of Mrs. Mo from her unless she agreed to divorce.
Ji Nuan smiled at the mirror again. She didn't go out until she felt her smile was natural and beautiful.
When she returned to her seat, she passed him as he rose and looked up at his stern face. She suddenly stood on her tiptoes and whispered in his ear when no stewardesses were passing by. "Honey, after several days of pondering, I've finally come to a decision."
After hearing her call him "Honey," he coldly glanced at her as if looking at a madwoman.
As she had made up her mind to win him back, she wouldn't give up easily, so she still smiled and looked into his dark, placid eyes, whispering, "I've decided… I won't agree to divorce you even if you put a knife to my neck."
Hearing her words, he gave her a sharp look. Without waiting for him to speak, she went back into her seat, fastened her seatbelt, and picked up a magazine to read, eager to fly back to Hai City.
Mo Jingshen didn't say anything. He certainly didn't plan to discuss their divorce on the plane.
After reading the magazine for a while, Ji Nuan patted him from time to time, asking him to get a glass of water, a blanket, or a headset for her. She spoke to him almost every half hour. Although the man ignored her, Ji Nuan still patted his hand after half an hour as if he had never rejected her. 
Mo Jingshen's eyes grew a little colder. He looked at her.
"I haven't studied French. I don't understand these words. Don't you know many languages? What does this paragraph mean?" Ji Nuan asked, solemnly placing the magazine before him and pointing to the French passage on the last page. 
Seemingly annoyed by her clumsy acting skill and stupid pickup lines, he had no intention of speaking to her.
"Help me translate it into Chinese. It's not very long, two or three sentences at most," she asked again, pointing to the passage in French.
Mo Jingshen looked at the part she pointed to, his eyes deep and unfathomable, but he didn't translate it for her.
It was about three hours from the plane's landing in Hai City, and Ji Nuan had been looking at the French passage. Across the aisle sat a French student with a Chinese to French dictionary in his hand. Ji Nuan borrowed the dictionary from him and looked up word by word. 
In the end, she took a pen and wrote down the translation on her boarding pass.
Quoi qu'il se passe, si une personne t'aime réellement, elle reviendra toujours avec le temps.
No matter what happens, if someone really loves you, with time, he/she will come back eventually.
Ji Nuan returned the dictionary to the French student and set before Mo Jingshen's eyes what she had just written.
She looked at him with bright eyes. "Did I translate it correctly?"
Mo Jingshen glanced at the neat line of words she had written on the boarding pass and kept silent, but his eyes remained cold. When she drew near him and asked again, he looked at her with a look like a knife that would cut her, saying indifferently, "It has many meanings. Self-sentimental people often translate a very simple sentence into an extremely romantic one. Generally speaking, self-sentimental people are pathetic." 
The smile on Ji Nuan's lips spread instead of fading away. "It is better to be sentimental than impersonal."


Having been reborn, she takes one glance at her ridiculously handsome husband and wonders if she had suffered from brain damage back then—she had actually demanded for a divorce with him. Repeatedly! 

In her previous life, she had been deceived by her relatives who eventually led her to her tragic death. With this second chance at life, she vows to cozy up to her husband both literally and figuratively to destroy all her enemies and to take down the women who hid behind their scheming, innocent facades. She would be in control of her own happiness!

This is a sweet, doting love story featuring an intelligent female lead and a perfect male lead who's good at turning her knobs.

Iris was a bit confused as to why Jin Liwei looked irritated. She tried to think of what she had done, but found that she couldn't remember anything from the moment she started coding. She didn't even notice when he came out of the shower and had no idea when she sat on his lap.

"Sorry." Indeed, she was. He was a guest in her home, but she failed to take care of him properly because she was too absorbed with her computer.

"Hmph."

"Are you angry?" She looked directly at his eyes.

He softened and then sighed, realizing at how childish he was acting. "No." He kissed her, nibbling on her lower lips.

She sighed and closed her eyes, enjoying the light kiss.

"What were you doing?" he asked, stroking her back.

"Hmm…software program." She nuzzled against his neck, inhaling his clean scent. She felt pleased when she smelled her own soap on his skin.

"What kind?"

"Just a little something easy to make and sell for some extra money."

"Oh. How much are you going to sell it for?"

"Hmm…maybe about a hundred grand. It depends on how much the buyer negotiates."

His eyebrows rose. "How long did you work on it?"

"Just now."

"You mean you started working on it while I was in the shower and just finished it now?"

She nodded.

"What kind of software is this that you can make it in less than an hour and sell it for one hundred thousand RMB?"

She straightened and frowned at his words, feeling insulted. She lifted her chin with haughty pride. "Excuse me, it's one hundred thousand US dollars. This is already a bargain for something created by me."

He looked at her and realized that she wasn't joking. He lifted his hand and stroked her cheek. "What kind of software is it?"

Her eyes shifted around and she blinked repeatedly, avoiding his gaze.

He caught her guilty look and was amused. "Hmm. Is it something illegal?" 

He chuckled when he felt her stiffen.

"I…I'm going to shower." She tried to stand but his arms locked around her waist and held her tightly, not allowing her to leave.

"Tell me, baby girl. Don't worry. I'm not going to judge you and I won't tell anyone."

He waited patiently as she thought for a couple of minutes.

She bit her lips. "Well…it still should be within the legal boundaries in the country of the person I'm selling it to so…no, it shouldn't be illegal…I think." She looked at him and gave a tentative smile.

He threw his head back and laughed.

Huh? Why was he laughing? Iris was utterly confused. Was he mocking her? It didn't look like it. But why was he laughing so hard? She didn't understand.

"Oh, my dear Xiulan. You're the best!" He framed her small face in his hands and pulled her, giving her a loud, smacking kiss on the lips.

Frowning, she pushed him away. "What do you mean?"

"Nothing. I'm just amazed by you."

She blinked. He just complimented her, right? She smiled.

"So you have time to make software and sell it for a hundred grand. When will you have time to work on some reports for me? I can pay more than a million per report. Just give me a price."

"Hmm. It depends. Which languages can you proficiently read?"

"Chinese, English, French...a little bit of Spanish and Japanese."

She nodded. "If the information are in these languages, I can create the reports more quickly because I won't have to translate. I took longer on the reports I sent you before because I had to translate from Russian to Chinese. As for the price, let's just stick to the 1 million RMB per report plus the miscellaneous fees accrued during the gathering of information."

"Wait. You know French, Spanish and Japanese too?"

She nodded, grabbing a notepad and a pen from the desk before giving them to him. "Write the names of the individuals or companies you want the reports about and I'll work on them during my free time."

He ignored the items she was handing him. "How many languages do you know?"

"Hmm." She tilted her head to the side, thinking. "I can't list all off the top of my head. Most of the major languages spoken in the international commercial world, I guess. I like learning languages, so I have varying proficiency in different ones. I'm most comfortable and fluent in European languages though, as I personally find them easier to learn."

He frowned. Then he asked in French, "Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"Of course. Stop joking around and write on this notepad," she replied in perfect French.

"How about now? Do you understand me?" He switched to Spanish.

She looked at him like he was an idiot before replying again in perfect Spanish. "Yes. Are you going to write or not?"

"I'll kiss you if you can understand what I'm saying now," he said in Japanese.

"I'll punch your face before you can kiss me. Why are you being so annoying?" she grumbled in Japanese.

His mouth fell open, looking at her in amazed disbelief.

"Tsk. If you're not going to write, then don't. It's not like it's my responsibility to make those reports for you," she said in English, her British accent sounding so sexy to his ears that he instantly got a raging hard-on.

A world-famous hacker and daughter of the most powerful criminal family who ruled the international Underworld for many generations is killed when their organization is annihilated in a single night.

She is reborn into the body of Iris Long, a teenage pop singer, wild party girl, and spoiled brat. For the former princess of the Underworld who lived an overprotected and shackled life, this new life is a chance to finally live the life of freedom and independence that she always wanted.

Jin Liwei is the most powerful man in the country's business world. Cold and ruthless, he is someone only a few dare offend. When the infamous Iris Long, who used to chase his younger brother, wakes up from a year-long coma, his unfeeling heart moves for the first time and he falls hard for this unexpected genius girl.

She wants to fly freely and soar high beyond the sky. He wants her everything, to tie her to himself and to never let her go.

This is her journey to super stardom. This is his journey in accompanying her. Together, they will rock the world while facing many challenges.

But what will happen when she discovers that she can never escape from the shadows of her previous life? Will she still be able to live her dream life of freedom and independence? Will he be able to protect her from the dangers?

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WARNING!!! WARNING!!! WARNING!!!

This novel is rated 18+ (no one 17 and under allowed). It contains mature adult themes, coarse language, explicit sexual content, and occasional graphic violence. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Please do NOT read if you are under 18 or if you feel uncomfortable with any of these elements. 

And despite of what some of the negative reviews are claiming, there is NO rape in this novel. Many scenes are deliberately made uncomfortable (clear 18+ warning), but there is NO rape.

Also please remember that this is a work of "fiction". Thank you!

The next day Charlotte had Gordon's coffee and daily itinerary and all the necessary documents waiting in his desk for him. 
  Gordon knew he had an appointment with a French owned business about having them carry Gordon's jewelry line in their stores. He remembered that Charlotte could speak French. 
  He immediately hit the speed dial button for her office. 
  "Hey!" Her voice was gentle and intimate. 
  "I need you to attend my ten o'clock meeting with me. I need to make use of your French skills." Gordon got straight to the point. 
  "I'll be happy to." She answered. 
   When the time came, she walked with him to the meeting on another floor. There was a long conference table and people from both companies were present. Gordon introduced her to the CEO of Beaux Bijoux (Beautiful Jewelry). He introduced her not as his secretary and not as a translator but rather as his girlfriend. 
  The older man's eyes widened. 
  "I'm impressed. You keep your woman close and she's willing to accompany your work even." Matias Blanca said in surprise. 
  It's a pleasure to meet you." Charlotte nodded. 
  Gordon took her aside and explained that he wanted her to translate the other companies presenters to the room. Not all of those presenting would speak Chinese. Most of them would only know French. 
  When the meeting began, she took her place beside the podium and waited for the speaker to start. Her clear voice rang out to the room, giving a perfect translation. 
  Gordon was stunned. She had said she only knew a little French. He didn't expect her to be fluent. She could cook, paint, play chess, and knew French. What other hidden talents did she possess? His curiosity was piqued. 
  When it came time for the Chinese side to speak, Charlotte started to take her seat. The words of Mr. Blanca boomed our, Miss Xia you can go ahead and translate from Chinese to French please." Again, she translated perfectly. Gordon was listening to the French words fall off of her tongue. Her voice was warm. 
  You don't hate me in The future. He watched. 
  "My office. Immediately." Gordon spoke up. Everyone in front of the jewelry meeting just now sucked in a breath collectively. 
  Charlotte obeyed. As soon as he slammed her against the wall his mouth covered hers, desperate to breathe her in.  
  She moaned, low and primal as his kiss moved to her neck and shoulders.     "Tell me that you love me. In French." Gordon demanded. Charlotte complied in a shaky voice, for Gordon was still kissing her collarbone in that moment. Gordon lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist. He carried her to his desk and sat her down on top of it, leaning over her. 
  "Do you have any idea what you were doing to me in that meeting?" Gordon whispered. 
  "Do you have any idea what you are doing to me now?" She whispered in response. Then she leaned forward and initiated a deep kiss with him. His toes curled and his mind went blank. 
   A few minutes later he told her there would be dinner that evening to further discuss the cooperation between the two companies. 
  "I want you to attend with me." Gordon said. Charlotte quickly agreed. 
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That evening Gordon and Charlotte arrived at an upscale restaurant and were led by the waitstaff to a private room. Others had already arrived and were chatting. 
  "I'll be right back." Gordon explained. 
A few minutes later a man approached Charlotte. 
  "Hey there, Beauty. You did great today." He loudly praised her. He tried to put his arm around her but she shoved it away. In the next moment Gordon stood between Charlotte and the unknown man. Gordon possessively wrapped his arms around her waist. 
  "Get your hands off my woman!"
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The man eyed Charlotte. He had to get her alone somehow. His instructions were to put her in a compromising situation and take photos. 
  All evening he looked for an opportunity but Gordon guarded her well.  Sudden he had an idea. He grabbed two glasses of wine. He added a drug to one glass and approached the happy couple. He placed the glasses in front of them and said, "I apologize for my behavior earlier tonight. I didn't realize Miss Xia was already with an excellent man. Please accept a toast in your honor." He said. 
  Gordon eyes him coldly. 
  "Charlotte doesn't drink but I'll compensate her and drink both." The man was horrified to see Gordon toss back both servings of wine. 
  He laughed nervously and found a reason to leave the dinner party soon. No amount of money was worth provoking Gordon Zhou. 
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  Awhile later Gordon began to frown. It suddenly had turned very hot. He loosened his tie and took off his suit jacket. But nothing stopped the sweat from pouring off of him. 
  "Gordon, are you not feeling well?" Charlotte asked. Gordon mumbles something unintelligible and stroked Charlotte's cheek. She frowned. Something was going on and she was worried. She stood up and announced, "Everyone, Gordon and I are honored to be here tonight but suddenly Gordon has taken ill. We'll be going first but we wish you an enjoyable evening." 
  No one seemed to mind her speech. She grabbed Gordon's cellphone and called his driver making him aware of the situation and asked for help getting Gordon into the car. 
  She helped Gordon to his feet and the driver met them in the entrance of the restaurant. 
  "So hot. Help me. Help me, Charlotte." Gordon whispered. 
  "I'll help you, I promise. Let's get you home." She asked the driver to call the Zhou family doctor and have him meet them at Gordon's villa. On the way there Gordon was more and more restless. He thrashed about, pulling at his clothes. He fell into Charlotte's arms and began kissing her in desperation. 
  They arrived at the villa and the driver and the doctor half carried half led Gordon to his bedroom. 
  "Charlotte?! Charlotte, where are you? Why did you leave me?" Gordon bellowed. 
  "I'm coming up behind you." Charlotte soothed. 
  They finally settled him in the bed but he thrashed about, more agitated than ever. 
  "What did he eat and drink tonight?" The doctor asked. 
  "He had a steak and some sides. And wine." Charlotte recounted. 
  "I thought so." The doctor said. 
  "What is it, doctor?" Charlotte asked. 
  "Miss Xia, I believe he's been drugged and by the looks of it there's quite a bit in his system. Sometimes in these situations cold baths can help but I think he's been given something a bit stronger. There is another way, but it requires..." the doctor's voice trailed away looking at Charlotte helplessly. 
  Charlotte swallowed hard. She had heard of things like this before. This had to be an attempt to discredit Gordon in some way. She turned to his driver. "Investigate this matter fully. Inform Mark Rong and one of you pull surveillance video from the restaurant. Please hurry." Charlotte commanded.  
  "Yes, Miss Xia." The driver hurried out. 
  "Any other instructions, doctor?" Charlotte asked. 
   "It's pretty straightforward from here. Just do your best to alleviate his symptoms. You can call if you need me, but otherwise I leave him to you." The doctor took his leave, being led away by the butler. 
  Now only they two were left in the room and Charlotte felt mixed emotions for what she knew would no longer be able to be put off. She looked at Gordon who was ripping his clothes like a madman. 
  "Slow down. Let me help you." Charlotte said. When her soft hands touched his chest to to help him unbutton it he grabbed her hand and pulled. She fell down on top of him and immediately He started kissing her. 
  "Charlotte! I need your help. Please help me. I'm so hot. Your hands are so cool." Gordon cried out. 
  Charlotte swallowed hard. "I know. I promise to help you. Just relax." 
  She unzipped her evening gown and it fell to the floor. 
  She climbed onto the bed beside him. She sighed deeply and gathered all her courage. 
  She cuddled up beside him and whispered to him. 
  "Gordon, please make love to me." 
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  Gordon's mind was muddled and his body on fire. But he was having the most wonderful dream about Charlotte.  She had just asked him to make love to him so he knew he must be dreaming. He rolled over and pressed her underneath himself and began kissing her with all his passion. His hands moved over her body and touched all the places he dare not touch when was awake. 
  Charlotte gasped and moaned. She trembled. Gordon showed no signs of stopping anything. He began kissing all over body and she felt something hard against her. Then it was inside her. There was a tearing pain that caused a few tears to slip down Charlotte's cheek as she gritted her teeth. After the pain passed she realized he was still not satisfied. He kept on touching and kissing her and she felt a fire in her belly. She trembled and moaned, finally shouting his name as waves as passion and ecstasy rolled through her body.

Charlotte Xia is fresh out of university looking for work. She lands a job at the prestigious Rising Sun Group, a high end jewelry design firm as the personal secretary to the CEO. President Gordon Zhou’s first impression of her isn’t great but for the first time in his life he feels his hardened heart is beginning to soften slowly. Charlotte is like a wild fire; carefree and passionate about life. She lives her days with optimism and joy and bold splashes of color. Gordon has always been known as an aloof ice berg. He keeps his distance from most people. The more Charlotte is around him the more she perceives that his cold nature is a facade to keep out loneliness and pain. She is determined to break down those defenses and promise him forever. But when a misunderstanding occurs, will they be able to find their way back to each other?

-All that experience thrown to wolves…
-No kidding, can someone tell that mc to not state the obvious? No? No one? Well I'll do it then.
-Kid… Don't state the obvious.
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-Who the fuck do you think you are? Sending me a friend request just after killing me… Hmph! Don't think about this master will accept your friend request without you waiting!
-How cute, he's insulting the wolves ƪ(ƪ꒪ৱ৹)ᵒʰ˵˵
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Ding!
<Player obtained a rare loot! Luck is temporarily increased of 200%>
<Player unlocked a new title by a special action, <From 0 to 100… to 0>>
<Player unlocked a legendary weapon, <Mjolnir>>
<Player unlocked a new title by a special action, <Marvel Rip-Off>>
-If that isn't luck, I don't know what it is O_o
<Player's class is incompatible with Hammers, Player is unable to bring out the full might of the weapon even if equipped>
-Cheh [1]
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<We added some legendary weapons to the game, the obtention of these weapons will launch special events>
<Player ImperialShadow was the first to get a legendary weapon, Mjolnir>
<The staff is thereby happy to announce the launch of the Manhunt event! All players are now able to see the zone of the map in which the legendary weapons are!>
-Double Cheh
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║OneStrokeOneSoul (expired)║
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It fucking expired!
-Triple Cheh
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A/N: Just search this on google translate xD.
A new character enters the Arena: The Italian
-Mamamia, it is not complicated in the least:
El Polo Loco => The crazy chicken
Ella Baila Flamenco => She dances the Flamenco
[DISCLAIMER] The authors do not claim responsibility if you encounter a random lawsuit in the tall grass together with an Italian Spanish…
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After one minute together and one day without seeing each other, we became quite close.
-John: That's not how human relationships work.
-Patrick: Well, Andy, I think the American player just stated the obvious.
-Andy: It's a fact, Patrick, this choke could very well mean the end of the season for John McCain.
-John McCain: Keep me out of this.
-Henry: Did someone say McCain?
-John McCain: I'm not freaking French Fries!
-Napoléon: Did someone say French?
-Louis XV: Did someone say French Revolution?
-Robespierre: Did someone say Guillotine?
-Andy: It seems, Patrick, that head will roll tonight on the American player's team.
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Suddenly an arrow was shot out and landed just between my thighs and just merely… merely fucking grazed my little brother. 
-John: It's not your little brother, it's your penis.
-Captain Obvious? Did someone call me? No? Really?
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-Come on? Can someone answer me?
[1] Cheh means "serves you right" in Arabic. In ClemCa's country, which is France, it's really used in common language and other countries would really win at using such a great word. So here is some cultural imperialism of cultural appropriation, a rare sight nowadays.

Struggling with the real world, Coreen tries to shun himself away and venture into the world of virtual reality. But when they both collide things change both in-game and in real life and he is forced into a world of deceit and vengeance. Entrusted with an earth-shattering secret related to the creation of the universe and a past that extends to the early days of humanity, Coreen is in some seriously deep shit right now.
Will he ever be become a normal person again or will he change into a sheep forever?

The families that backed Lia were quick in their preparation to move against Uncle.

Their reward would be his land. She would, of course, still be welcome to come and go as she pleased. They'd even offered her a home on the land, one she'd always admired. She told them they'd talk more once the job was done.

The new family was the Russo family. Their heir, Marco Russo, was quite a charmer. Every time the families met through telecommunication, he would stay on the line last.

"Bell'Angelo, I would love to take you to dinner when we visit." He would swoon.

"Don't ever call me angel." She'd warn. "I don't mix business with pleasure."

At that point, she'd usually cut the line. He'd still message her after with a witty retort. This time it'd been: "Fino alla prossima volta."

She was usually quick to translate text. Speaking Italian was a little trickier, she'd been way more comfortable in French. Although the languages were closely related.

Within 24 hours, both families would be meeting at a winery 25 miles from her town. She could've hosted them at her house if she'd had a home. They were outraged to hear she was waiting for government bureaucrats to figure things out with the French. The Russo's had offered to support her on that front too, if she needed them.

Secretly, she thought the Russo's wanted a family alliance through marriage. An archaic solution to a modern problem.

"Baby?" She heard Nick call from the other room.

"Coming." She responded, turning off the hologram communication that let them all convene to discuss tomorrow's plan.

"You will be." He called in a sultry invitation.

She sighed and smiled. It had been, for a lack of a better word, nice living with Nick while her house was being rebuilt. A furrow in her brow told her she was still working through something subconsciously. She set it aside in her mind and entered the bedroom. It was somewhat a surprise to find the whole room illuminated by candlelight.

The government has sanctioned a new profession. Mercenary. Our lead character keeps herself busy. Besides her killing contracts, she teaches elementary school, volunteers at shelters, and has an element of romance in her life. If you can call it a romance. (WARNING: Themes that may disturb readers! Read with caution!)

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"Brother Mo, how much is one coconut?" Bo Jiu didn't forget about the matter at hand. 
Qin Mo paused, his voice calm. "A hundred." 
"Ah?" A hundred? So expensive? Was this a scam? Their gaze visibly changed. 
Bo Jiu was shocked by the amount as well. "Hundred is too expensive." 
"Too expensive?" Qin Mo frowned, not understanding how that was expensive. 
At that moment, Bo Jiu was reminded of the mineral water that the Almighty drank. Each bottle was costing more than a hundred. If the Almighty were to set the price, the ordinary crowd would not be able to afford it. The youngster turned and smiled at the two girls. "We just got into this business and aren't familiar with the market price, so you can just pay us the amount at which you usually buy them." 
"It's 15 here and 20 in the city. Some old uncles on motorcycles would sell it at 25 for two, but those are further away, where it's more deserted." After they breathed a sigh of relief, the red flush crept back onto their faces. 
Bo Jiu smiled faintly, passing two coconuts over. "We'll take 25, thanks for the information." 
"You're welcome." One of the girls blushed a deeper shade of red. 
Qin Mo's gaze hardened, turning increasingly cold. After Bo Jiu collected the money, he tugged onto the youngster's collar. 
Bo Jiu was once again treated like a sack and was tugged about. 
The tourist spot was bustling with people, but since it wasn't afternoon, the beach wasn't that crowded. 
There were around thirty to forty people. 
Their sales were obviously not going to be good. 
Qin Mo swept his gaze around before landing on a restaurant near the beach. Then he pulled the youngster towards the restaurant. 
"Brother Mo, even though I'm hungry as well, but I don't have any money on me. Are you going to leave your watch as deposit and claim it in the future?"
Since Bo Jiu was starving, she allowed the Almighty to pull her around, her hands caressing her tummy. 
Both the storyboard director and the cameraman both felt that Spade Z was visibly more obedient in front of Almighty Qin. This contrast would definitely be a treat for Spade Z's fans. 
But what exactly was Almighty Qin going to do?
Was he really going to pawn something expensive in exchange for lunch?
"Sir, I'm sorry, this is a restaurant, do you…" The server was French and wasn't speaking Chinese, but it was enough to show the extravagance of the restaurant.
Qin Mo laughed deeply. Ever since he started speaking, his tone carried the typical romantic French vibe.
He had a nice voice.
The main point was… What had Almighty Qin said?!
No one in the program understood French! 
Bo Jiu glanced at the confused faces, smiling faintly as she inched towards the camera. After arranging her collar, she explained, "Brother Mo is planning to sell the coconut and mangoes to the restaurant so that we can resolve this issue once and for all, but they are still discussing, the result isn't confirmed." 
The next moment, the server signaled for them to enter. 
Bo Jiu continued to translate. "He's going to bring Brother Mo to the person in charge." 
The storyboard director: … 
Now their program consisted of a business discussion as well! 
No, wait a minute.
"Big Spade, you understood the conversation?!" That was French, not English, it wasn't a common language!
Bo Jiu tilted her head at the camera. "You can call me intelligent." 
"Big Spade, what are the topics you are good at?"
Bo Jiu was about to reply when Qin Mo heard the question. He turned and replied faintly, "He's best at climbing walls and physics." 
Bo Jiu: … 


Fu Jiu appears to be a normal lad in high school on the surface. But in fact, she (Yes! She!) is the hacker, Z, a villain-terminator in the online world of an alternate world. Having reincarnated into the body of a woman and being forced to disguise herself as a young man, she reigns over the game world, fights for justice, and puts a spell on all the girls around with her innate charm. However, her flirting comes across as gay to the rich Almighty Qin and his inner circle. Over time, the Almighty Qin falls for him… her. Has he turned gay for him… her? Now, that's confusing!
Keywords: Rebirth, Face-slapping, Online gaming, Pet lover, Hacking, Chocolate-flavored lollipop
Sugary Scene:
Fu Jiu said, "Almighty Qin, do you have a girlfriend?"
Qin Mo lowered his laptop. "No."
Fu Jiu lowered her voice and started flirting carelessly. "You have one now, me."
Upon hearing that, Qin Mo pounced on Fu Jiu domineeringly!
Fu Jiu was stunned. "Wait, what are you doing?"
Qin Mo replied, "Exercising my boyfriend rights."
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The two of them chatted for a while, and Shui Shui agreed to take out a room that was separated in the middle and made into a room for two children. It was just right for Qian Qiu and the child that was about to be born. There were two guest rooms left. One was for Qian Momo, and the other was for Chang Jie's parents. Actually, Qian Zhian was currently studying, so the room could be used as well.
Chang Jie had a certain amount of expectations for her child. Shui Shui Shui also understood that when she married Qian An, she already had the mentality of not having a child. However, Qian an still considered her feelings and was willing to give her a child.
"My father has always been an open-minded person. Moreover, you're still young. It's normal for you to have a child of your own. "How should I put it? Zhi An and I are already old. We both support my father finding someone to accompany him. "But once bitten, twice shy. Li Xue has given us too much of an impact previously. "You don't need to feel any pressure to get along with us. As long as you don't have any bad intentions, we can just get along like normal family members. " Just as they were discussing this topic.. She went along with it and also wanted to explain things to Chang Jie.
Chang Jie didn't quite understand. "I think Zhi'an doesn't like it very much. "
"after all, we didn't have much of a relationship in the past, and when you married into our family, normal children would have some conflicts. Moreover, Zhi'an doesn't like the way your relatives are behaving, so he would be unhappy. And you want to treat him like a parent at this time, so he naturally wouldn't be too happy. "I've said it before, we don't hate you. It's just that our relationship and our age have decided that you can't be our mother. " She knew that Chang Jie would feel uncomfortable when she heard these words However, her words would affect their relationship instead.
Qian Zhian already didn't like Chang Jie very much. He felt that she was troublesome and her family wasn't too good either. However, he couldn't deny Chang Jie's character. She was a good person. When her father was sick, she took care of him. At that time, Uncle Jiang was also supporting them Their family was also relatively broken. Chang Jie's courage was worth appreciating.
Chang Jie expressed that she understood. "sometimes, it's natural to say it out loud. I feel that as a family, I also want to do what's best for him. "
"I understand, but we're not ten years old. We're in our teens. We're almost twenty years old. Our worldview has been shaped in all aspects. "I also hope that you can understand us. You're with your father. "As for your relatives on your side, I'm sorry. After all, they're not related to us by blood, so they won't give too much. "Let's understand each other. Everyone will be fine. " Shui Shui hugged the child She took out a milk bottle. There was still some water in it and fed it to the child.
Chang Jie had talked to Shui Shui before, but after the two of them talked, she still felt a little uncomfortable. This time, Shui Shui told her more clearly and simply, and she completely understood.
"Don't mind what Zhi An said. Boys at the rebellious stage are like this. Moreover, our family's educational environment isn't very good. Previously, when my father was sick, I was always the one to take care of him. There aren't any other problems, right? We understand each other and tolerate each other. Our family will definitely be doing well. Auntie Chang, can you help me look after the Child I'm going out to buy some things."She wanted to buy some milk powder and the baby's small toys.
She also wanted to buy some food to send to Mu Ziyu.
Chang Jie agreed, and it wasn't a big problem. She just held the child in her arms as a form of early training.
Shui Shui drove away and bought a Yuntun. When she arrived at Mu Ziyu's company, there weren't many people inside. She saw the remaining employees who were working overtime and greeted them. She knocked on the door of Mu Ziyu's office and a heavy voice came from inside "Come in. "
Shui Shui pushed the door open and entered. Mu Ziyu looked up and saw the person he missed. "Shui Shui, you're here. Sit Down First. I'll be done in a moment. "
Qian Shuishui sat down, opened the food and prepared it for him. She walked behind Mu Ziyu and saw that he was busy processing documents and documents. She looked at the other computer. There were some meeting records on it. "where's your secretary? "
"fired. " He didn't have time to explain. That female secretary wasn't suitable for him.
Shui Shui had no choice but to sit down. "I'll help you organize it. Although it may not be well organized, at least it can be read. "
Mu Ziyu Kissed Shui Shui. "then I'll have to trouble you. "
Shui Shui looked at the meeting records and roughly understood that during this period of time, he had a big contract to sign. This collaboration had yet to be finalized and there were still clients coming over tomorrow. Zi Yu was really busy. She thought of her own company Actually, it was more relaxing for her. She only needed to be responsible for the verification of some electrical circuits and scientific arrangements. Only when they were finally completed would she need time to check, calculate, and calculate.
The business was quite big. "Your client will arrive tomorrow. You have to make preparations in advance. It's a French client. "
"D * Mn It, it's tomorrow? " Mu Ziyu felt a headache. "We can't keep this secretary. "
"Do you need help? " Shui Shui looked over. It seemed like she had been scammed. However, after thinking about it, she didn't think it was necessary. However, now was not the time to ask about this. She looked down and said, "the other party said that he doesn't want to talk about business and wants to come over for a few days. He only wants to talk on the last day. "
"Shui Shui, you know French, right? I remember. " He looked at Shui Shui.
Shui Shui nodded. "I know a little. I can chat normally, but if I want to talk about business, I might not be good enough. "
"That's enough. Then can I trouble you for the next few days? If you have something to do, then forget it. We'll do it according to your time. " He could translate earlier on the last day In fact, he didn't need to translate these few days because most of the people knew English. They were more willing to use French when they were just talking about things. "It's not convenient to bring an interpreter along for a trip. "
"Sure, I'll just ask for a leave from school. " Shui Shui wouldn't refuse him because this business was very important to him. She would try her best to help if she could. "It's good that you don't mind me. I actually said that I'm not very fluent in publishing. I need to revise when I go back. Then you eat some wontons first. I'll pack them for you. "
She continued to help and sorted out the memories. "You're not very down-to-earth as a secretary. "
"Yes, that's why I fired her. Moreover, her mind is all on dressing up and makeup, so she often leaves work early. " Mu Ziyu felt a little helpless.
"That's not right, I remember that your secretary is a man, a very cute young man. " Why was it a woman Makeup?
Mu Ziyu shook his head helplessly "He took a month's leave of absence. Something happened to his parents at home, so he had no choice but to go back. "So, a female secretary came to replace him. However, she had a diploma from a prestigious university, but her work ability was so poor. "She wanted to seduce him, so she directly dismissed him. Her previous job had become a mess and she had to deal with it properly. "
Shui Shui smiled. It was indeed awkward. "She even came to seduce you. I expected to see that you were handsome and rich. "


She was a combination of a high iq scholar and a black-bellied prince charming. She was a one-on-one, two-on-one, two-on-one, absolutely refreshing, and she was welcome to jump into the pit.
She was a young and famous physicist from a future world.
He was the eldest son of a modern wealthy family.
When she was in a plane crash and became a modern-day second-generation girl, she was proficient in drinking. She was also ranked last in her studies. At home, her elder sister did not love her, her younger brother hated her, and her parents did not care.
In the circle of Friends of the rich second generation, they also looked down on this idiot.
He was noble and elegant, the idol of all women.
It was said that Qian Shuishui was a bad student, and her mind was empty every day.
It was said that Qian Shuishui was a bad girl, playing with boys'emotions
It was said that Qian Shuishui was a bad girl, and she was good at eating, drinking, and playing.
Then please tell me, who is this woman in front of me, leisurely drinking coffee, and reading the physics report in a foreign language with great interest?

"Hi, Chen. Have you eaten?"
Chen Zhao thought that Pierce South had purposely gone to learn how Chinese people greet each other, but it sounds weird coming from a foreigner's mouth.
"Pierce, please get to the point. My time is precious."
"Chen, don't act like we're unfamiliar. After all, we'd gone through dangers and challenges together. I think we're friends now."
"Friend, please get to the point," Chen Zhao said impatiently.
Friend? Chen Zhao really didn't dare to be friends with an old fox like Pierce.
"I want to buy some things from you."
"What things?"
"That Chinese painting, the sailor's diary, and copper smoker."
Chen Zhao was surprised. He'd sold the smoker long ago and not for a low price either. The painting and diary were still laying in his spatial ring. Was there anything special about them?
He'd planned on hanging the painting in his new bedroom. As for the diary, Mr. Doman had appraised it and said it had no value—no artistic value and no historical value.
Chen Zhao suddenly remembered that Pierce hadn't seen that painting before. But as a Chinese, Chen Zhao had naturally chosen it.
He'd sold the smoker through a legit channel, Mr. Doman's company auction. It wasn't a secret either.
So, Pierce didn't want the painting or the smoker. Instead, he wanted the diary that Mr. Doman had said was valueless. He'd just mentioned three things to confuse Chen Zhao so he wouldn't raise the price.
The diary's owner was a Spanish sailor called Bellard Canbris from the 17th century. It was a diary of his voyages.
"I'm sorry," Chen Zhao said. "I've already sold these three things."
It seemed that he had to find someone to reappraise the diary and translate the content.
"Chen, I'm willing to pay a high price."
"Oh, what price?"
"Four hundred thousand dollars. What do you think?"
Chen Zhao kept rolling his eyes on the other end of the phone. Was Pierce actually stupid or just pretending?
Mr. Doman had bought the smoker for $350,000. If Pierce offered $400,000, it meant that he'd only pay $50,000 for the diary that he truly wanted.
This could confuse the other party, but once they perceived his true intentions, it would only cause them to be guarded against him.
Basically, this old fox wanted to get what he wanted but also wanted to take advantage.
"Sorry, bye."
"Wait… Chen, we can negotiate."
"Okay, old fox. If you can't move me with your next sentence, I'll put your number on the blacklist."
"Come on. Didn't we have a nice partnership?"
"Bye."
"Do you want a royal family's treasures?"
"In the movies?"
"Please, it's a real royal family's treasures. Do you know the war for the inheritance of the Spanish throne near the end of the 17th century and the beginning of the 18th?"
"No."
"Basically, England, France, Netherlands, and Austria all participated in the war."
"Isn't it the Spanish throne? What does it have to do with these other countries?"
"Anyway, there's a king called Carlos II. He had problems and couldn't have any descendants, so he wanted to pass the throne onto the grandson of Maria Theresa, sister of the French king. But in his will, he required that France and Spain could never be merged. Then England thought that France wanted to take over Europe, so they came out to cause trouble.
"Also, Leopold I, the Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire, Duke of Austria, King of Bohemia and Hungary, wanted his younger son Duke Charlie to inherit the Spanish throne. He thought that Spanish princess Maria Theresa had promised to give up the Spanish throne for her descendants when she married the French king Louis XIIII."
"Get to the point." Chen Zhao's thoughts were in a mess. European royalty loved marriage alliances and then caused a bunch of problems afterward.
"Anyway, the Spain-French alliance lost to the anti-French alliance. The Philip family was worried they'd all get killed, so they had the son escape from Spain. He began his refugee life on the sea. This son chose the alias Bellard Canbris."
"And then?"
"On the surface, Bellard Canbris looked like a regular sailor, but he was actually the leader of a pirate fleet. Between 1714 and 1740, he attacked more than 100 merchant ships in the Spanish seas."
"So you're saying that the diary doesn't have records about royal treasures but pirate treasures?" Chen Zhao asked.
After a pause, Pierce said, "Yes."
Chen Zhao felt like Pierce was hiding something, so he asked, "While fleeing for his life, did this Bellard Canbris bring some memento to prove his identity?"
If a member of royalty was fleeing, they'd have to bring a royal item with them to prove their identity when needed. This made more sense. Plus, since Pierce had mentioned royal treasures, Chen Zhao refused to believe that it had nothing to do with royalty.
Pierce finally spoke. "As the grandson of King Louis XIIII, Philip the Apostle arranged for his son to flee and gave him the King of the Sun Golden Chalice, bestowed upon him by Louis XIIII."
Chen Zhao knew that some Louis XIIII from France called himself the King of the Sun. He'd been really cocky when he was in power.
"King of the Sun Golden Chalice?" Chen Zhao touched his chin. "So you're saying that the most valuable thing is the King of the Sun Golden Chalice?"
"No. It's precious, but you can't sell it for money."
"Why?"
"It's a magic tool. It was made from the blood of the top 100 strongest witches of that time. Anyone who drinks wine from the cup will receive a witch's entire magic power. This King of the Sun Golden Chalice can produce 100 strong magic warriors. Of course, if the warrior dies, his magic power returns to the cup."
"You want the King of the Sun Golden Chalice?"
"Yes. Of course, we can share it."
"But this diary was burned. I appraised it once and the expert said that it's useless, so I didn't save it carefully. My house got set on fire. You must've heard about it, right? My diary was inside my house and was destroyed in the explosion."
"What? It's such a precious diary. How could you be so careless?"
"I didn't know," Chen Zhao said helplessly.


Chen Zhao can summon demons and see Death.

“Beelzebub, use your Gluttony ability to treat this patient’s anorexia.”

“Raymond, this old man wants to regain his manly function. You know what I mean.”

“Blackie, tell me honestly, when and how is this person going to die... What? You don’t know? You’re the Grim Reaper!”

“That lady wants bigger breasts, a prettier face, and a slimmer body. Wait... I don’t have any demons with these subordinate abilities yet. Seems like I need to make another trip to Hell.”"


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