MTL - I Am The Only One Who Doesn’t Know I Am The Master - v2 Chapter 167 Heaven's Will

Once reborn, the most miserable real daughter Xia Zhi caught the fake daughter and her fiancé in bed!

The first sword in rebirth is to kill the person who betrayed your heart first.

Watch her golden cicada shed its shell and go to the frontier to let the birds fly high in the sky.

Summer Solstice: From the first time I met Zhou Zhengan on the train and handed me a steamed bun, this person has been haunting me. He appears around me every time I eat, and he is attentive to picking up food for me and giving me food. Fill with meat.

You have to give yourself a taste of any good thing first.

While Xia Zhi was enjoying the meal, he warned himself that this person was a diligent person who had nothing to do and was either a traitor or a thief.

Xia Zhi, who finally saw the world, became Zhou Zhengan’s wife.

Zhou Zhengan: Zhou Zhengan, who has had no sense of taste since childhood, met a girl on the train who was drooling at the steamed bun in her hand. The kind girl broke off half of the steamed bun she gave him. From then on, Zhou Zhengan opened up a new world of taste.

Every time he eats, he can taste the food that Xia Zhi has tasted.

He was hanging around Xia Zhi, why did Xia Zhi want to marry someone?

Who dares to snatch my wife?

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When the protagonist woke up, he discovered that he had become Song Qingshu, who had his meridians destroyed in a contest of martial arts and was banished from his sect. He also found out that this was a chaotic world that incorporated Jin Yong’s 14 novels. What will he do now?

Lucille is re-employed in the house of an overly cool, good-looking magician!

After being unceremoniously kicked out of the mansion where she worked for three years, Lucille comes to the countryside in search of safety and a peaceful life. She is introduced to a new job as a housekeeper, but it turns out to be in the home of a quiet, eccentric, white-haired magician called “Sensei”.

Sensei, who hates “unnecessary things,” is very strict in his treatment of her. Lucille, who wants to protect her good job at all costs, begins to observe sensei from the shadows…

“C-cute!”

Lucille gradually discovers the cuteness of the difficult sensei’s unexpected appearance and finds herself becoming more and more attracted to him…

The owner of the mansion that drove Lucille out has a strange obsession with her and plans to bring her back.

A magician who has utmost respect for sensei attacks.

Please, let me live in peace! Sensei won’t like it!

This is a romantic fantasy about an old wizard and a carefree, easy-going housekeeper who overcome various problems in their lives by using or not using magic, while nurturing their feelings for each other.

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