Building The Ultimate Fantasy - Chapter 19

“Will you marry me, Anais?” The male lead proposed to me. “What about Selena?” “Selena doesn’t matter. You’re the only one I’m interested in now.” Even without a hint of interest in the female lead. “I’m sorry, but I…” Before I could even utter my refusal, the refreshing sound of coins rang in my ears. [asdf has donated 100 points!] Accept and get ten thousand points “Shall we go pick out a ring first?” Forget about conscience; if it’s fun, that’s all that matters.

The Capital’s girls look on with hatred, “ You’re just a country girl without any knowledge. Do you have Cloud Shop’s clothes? Do you have Brilliant Treasure Pavillion’s jewellery? Do you even know how eminent and domineering the famous Yue Wang is?

An Jing had transmigrated into the body of an ancient farm girl whom everyone could bully.On the day she crossed over, she was sold. Alright, seizing the servitude contract, stepping on her good-for-nothing parents, she held her freedom in her grasp, she was in charge of her marriage, she called the shots for her future—nobody could point fingers at her!An Jing assertively slapped her servitude contract onto the man beside her, “Keep it safe, from now on I belong to you.”The man: “......”The man doted on her. Whatever she wanted to do, she did, and they even teamed up to torment all sorts of scum. The couple's life was incredibly satisfying.It's just that the man's identity...(A gratifying story, with both strong male and female leads, 1v1 pampering)

#### WARNING ####THIS NOVEL CONTAINS GRAPHIC VIOLENCE AND SEX SCENES, EXTREME VIEWS, AND A VILLAIN MAIN CHARACTER.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The pacing is slower than typical and is heavy on the psychology and ideology. Reader discretion is advised############“St. Ignatius Academy is no safe haven for degenerate trash! This material proves that you are a danger to women and girls around you! Out of my sight! You are expelled! You shall never defile our hallowed halls with your disgusting presence again!”--SLAP--“You are no son of mine! I wish I had aborted you! How dare you write such horrible things!”With those words, Aaron Zakhrov was thrown out with nothing but his brains and a thirst for never being weak or trusting again.Bit by bit, he built his new kingdom, where his word was law, and where he controlled everything: his friends, his enemies, his lovers and most of all, his destiny.