MTL - Drawing Cards With My Lifespan: Starting By Gamifying Reality - v2 Chapter 232 One husband is the gate, ten thousand husbands are not open!

After her rebirth, Qin Yiyi became the daughter of the Qin Family once again. It’s just that her parents didn’t love her.

It’s alright. I’ve always relied on myself.

What? She had no education, no ability, no brain, and was not as smart and clever as Second Miss Qin?

Qin Yiyi chuckled and turned to leave.

Over the past year, she had gotten sick of being a top student at the piano and accidentally became an ancient cultural endorser while also somehow receiving a doctorate and accepted a professor as her disciple…

A top-ranked medical professional said, “What, Master Qin isn’t here? Sorry, we’re leaving too.”

Ancient martial arts family had this to say, “Qin Yiyi is my little grandaunt. If you bully her, you’re going against the ancient martial world!”

9th master chuckled. As he looked around, his thin lips curled up slightly. “Everyone, do you think I’m dead?”

Upon reaching home, the number of little girls at home has doubled from one to two?! Moreover, no one in the family actually noticed this strange situation… Jiang Ziya possesses a strange left eye that lets him see things he shouldn’t be able to see. Usually, turning a blind eye to them is his life principle. However, something that shouldn’t be there has appeared in his house. This time, he can no longer continue pretending that he hasn’t seen it. So what should he do next?

This world has never been peaceful. Sometimes, just “seeing” things is dangerous. Facing the unknown, are you willing to choose to see – the truth?

After being imprisoned in the basement by her mother for ten years, she ended her cruel and tragic life in death when they forced her to hand over the key to the hidden treasure. Getting reborn in her teenage years, she woke up in the bed of that terrible and powerful man. This time, she must take revenge on her enemy, and now she must live.

[No heroine, no emotional line, no ambiguity, a lot of private settings, a comprehensive world view, I am an organization. 】

[There is a story about an undercover police officer with real wine, there is a possibility of death for the red party, and both Bourbon and Scotland are real wine]

“Name.”

“Osamu Dazai.”

“gender.”

“A man without a doubt.”

“age.”

“14.”

“The code name of the Black Organization.”

“Cahor.”

“Why did you join the Black Organization?”

“Well, because I’m the adopted son of that gentleman.”

[This article is also known as Osamu Dazai of COS. I recognized a thief as a father in the Conan crew. I am not disqualified in this world. I am full of fighting skills. I appeared in Japan the next second at the comic exhibition and became a three-year-old slaughter]

[There will be other vests. ][The elegant party and the gangsters stay away from me][Writing to play, don’t gangster]

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