Apocalypse: I Have A Multiplier System - Chapter 12 - : Blood Infusion

#FANTASY #ROMANCE #ROMANTASY # WEREWOLF #ACTION #ADVENTURE #REVENGE #BETRAYAL #CEO #BUSINESS #FEMALELEAD #WEMENPOWEREleanor Whitmore, the second daughter of the renowned Whitmore family, was born with a golden spoon in her mouth... or so everyone believed. But one day, her perfect world shattered like fragile glass.Just when she thought life couldn’t get any worse, she had no idea the worst was yet to come.After a series of shocking events left her with nowhere to hide, she chose to fight back against those who had conspired against her.

Everything Wang Hu ever wanted before he died was to build a family.

Yan Heng never thought that he would become a stray dog ​​with disabled legs. No one wanted to look at him, even the woman he loved avoided him. Jiang Wanying, who he used as a stand-in, appeared in front of him in a wheelchair.

She took him to see a doctor and brought him home. She was his salvation and the only warmth in his dark memory.

But her disability and face injury were all because of him.

——When she was pushed to the cliff, he chose another woman without hesitation.
Fortunately, she lost her memory at this moment, and everything can be salvaged.
Note: Yan Heng is not a male protagonist.

Content Labels: Rebirth Face Slap System Modern Overhead
Search keywords: Protagonist: Jiang Wanying ┃ Supporting role: “I am a salted fish after dressing as a wise woman [Quick Cross]” ┃ Others: Finish the text search column~
One-sentence introduction: a surrogate female supporting role, raising a dog to debut
Intention: self-improvement, great virtue

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“Stop following me!” Asher yelled, his patience running thin. He had let it slide for too long because she had done a lot for him. But now she was everywhere, suffocating him.“I’m only trying to protect you,” she responded.Asher sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I need some space, alright? I can take care of myself.”She didn’t budge, and just kept staring at him with that same obsessive look, like she had no intention of leaving.“Is it because you’re strong now? Are you going to leave me because I'm no use to you anymore?” Her voice had turned cold, sharp enough to cut through the silence.“Of course not, you know that’s not the reason…”“Then why do you want me to stop following you?”“I’m just going to the restroom, for God’s sake!” He massaged his temple, clearly at his wit’s end.“Oh, you should have said that earlier.” She giggled, the earlier tension melting away.“I did,” he sighed in defeat.