MTL - Eternal Sacred King - Chapter 2815 All refining

Abandoned since childhood, the male protagonist lived a quiet, unremarkable life, until the day he awakened a strange and powerful ability: he could hear the inner voices of women.With this gift, he could understand their true thoughts, hidden desires, and deepest fears.Suddenly, everything changed. From a social outcast to an irresistible enigma, he began to navigate a world of secrets and seduction. His main goal? To earn the approval of the cold and powerful president’s. But along the way, hearts began to fall, first the alluring president, then the charming teacher’s aunt, followed by the seductive supervisor’s sister…With each connection, his influence grew. But with every new woman drawn to him, so too did the dangers of jealousy, secrets, and emotional entanglements.Who will be the next one? ...

As the other person’s stand-in, he humbly falls in love with the president.

Xue Yingshuang was a stand-in, and humbly fell in love with Xing Yun…’s salary pay.

As the other person’s stand-in, Xue Yingshuang wishes he could never be separated from the president for the rest of his life.

He is a stand-in, and he must get off work at one o’clock.

The president’s white moonlight came back, other stand-ins were sad, and depressed. They couldn’t handle the jealousy and finally left with a dead heart.

Xing Yun’s white moonlight came back, and Xue Yingshuang had no waves. He enthusiastically served white moonlight and shone brightly at work.

Xing Yun: Little stand-in, is this your little trick to seduce me?

Xue Yingshuang: Misunderstood.

Xing Yun: Do you want to suffer in silence and finally leave secretly, driving me crazy?

Xue Yingshuang: You think too much, how can I leave? I still have half a year of social security before I can receive unemployment insurance.

Xing Yun: ?

Xue Yingshuang: I also haven’t received the year-end bonus you sent me yet.

Xing Yun: ??

Xue Yingshuang: I didn’t get my paid annual leave either.

Xing Yun: ???

Xue Yingshuang: Wait until I get the money and put it towards a vacation.

- Description from Novelupdates

Ruan Qiu had been struggling in the world of Infinite Flow for nearly ten years, and her biggest dream was to live well.

Unexpectedly, after customs clearance, she entered an entertainment circle love novel and became an actress full of black material.

According to the plot, she was a low-end sea king. She would be slapped in the face by the straightforward and lovely heroine in a variety show, she would fail miserably in the love Shura field, and then be rejected by all the guests, and finally be forced by the company’s huge liquidated damages and black fan to suicide by jumping off the building.

Ruan Qiu: The Shura Field is really scary, isn’t it good to live a good life as a passerby.

“Please fall in love with me” is a love challenge variety show that gathers top movie stars, popular little flowers, actors/actresses with bad reputation, and men from idol groups…

The stars needed to fall in love freely in special scenes, and the program also added: The format is novel, there is no script, and the whole process is broadcasted live, which is very exciting.

The audience were all waiting for sweet CP and watching Ruan Qiu being a joke.

——But who can tell them why a love variety show has a murder case / palace fight / escape room… ah?

Audience: Are we really watching a love variety show instead of a survival variety show? And why is Ruan Qiu so cool in saving people?! The other guests looked at her so ambiguously! Their interaction is so sweet, I will eat her CPs first!

- Description from Novelupdates

I once believed I was the heroine of a modern fairytale, blessed with beauty, wealth, intelligence, and a powerful legacy. Men adored me, women envied me, and I was engaged to the most desirable man, Cole Fay. My life seemed perfect, a dream where I held the starring role. But on my eighteenth birthday, that illusion crumbled. The truth hit me hard: I wasn’t the protagonist, nor even the villain or a side character. I was just cannon fodder, a disposable part of someone else’s story. But when fate recognized the cruel joke of my life, I was granted a second chance. This time, I’ll write my own story, living for myself. And this time . . . I will never love you again.