MTL - Lovable Package - Chapter 32 Little vampire 12

Greed, envy, anger, gluttony, lust, sloth, prideThe 'Black Book' records seven sources of sin, which are also seven steps to ascend to godhoodOnce, I thought there would always be one sin suitable for meBut I never expectedEvery volume of the twelve military letters bears my name!

Every night, he prayed. To every god on Earth.“Please, transport me to a fantasy world when I wake up tomorrow.”And then one day, his prayers were answered.Just not in the way he had hoped for.

In the last life, Lan Muyu ran away from home for love, but accidentally bumped into her object – the adultery of the popular actress Fu Yao. In order to keep her reputation, Fu Yao and Xiao San teamed up to drug her, and she jumped down from the thirty-ninth floor so that she would not be humiliated.
Her career was ruined, and all the betrayals left her to recognize her, but after her death, her fiancee Li Ruonan tried her best to avenge her, and she was implicated in her death.​​
Once again, facing the cheating scumbag girl, Lan Muyu, who had learned from her previous life, smiled coldly. She quietly took a video and turned around and ran away. It was uncertain who would win this time.
Looking at the pouring rain, she knocked on the door of the luxury car that had just stopped, “Miss, look at me… hey!”
Before she could finish speaking, she was stuffed into the car – what kind of person was she, Li Ruonan, the fiancée she abandoned for love!
Until Fu Yao and Xiaosan’s resources were cut off, and the company’s investment became a bubble, only to find that Lan Muyu was already in the high starlight, holding the hand of the chaebol heir and smiling in all manners.
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Li Ruonan (attack) VS Lan Muyu (shou) cover is Shou!
Note: Gongshou 1v1 Shuangjie, the Lord of the Year has no children

Content tags: rebirth sweet text cool text revenge abuse scum
Search keywords: Protagonist: Lan Muyu; Li Ruonan ┃ Supporting role: Please pre-receive “I became the villain’s favorite after wearing the book” ┃ Others: rebirth; attack change; scumbag
One sentence introduction: However, he was taken home by his fiancée
Purpose: face danger, live optimistically

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A broken prince, a shadowy scheme, all that amidst a bloody fight for a throne wrongly succeeded. Join a group of youngsters as they take their first steps into the martial world, towards the grandest adventure of their lives. It all begins in a certain inn, set against verdant mountains and facing a scenic lake.

“Bring us your finest wine and best meat!” Yelled a hulking man who seemed to be the leader of the dozen strong group.

“How much?” The waiter anxiously nodded his head.

“As much as you have!” The hulking man yelled back.

“That’s…”

“HUH?” The hulking man shot the waiter a furious glare.

“Dear guests, our inn operates on the principle of ‘pay first, dishes later’. As such, it will be better if you tell us exactly how much meat and wine you need.” Xiao Se returned their furious stares with a thin smile.

“Who are you supposed to be?” The hulking man eyed him with bulging eyes.

“This humble one is known as Xiao Se, the owner of this inn, the Fallen Snow Villa.” Xiao Se replied with the same smile and with a level of courtesy worth a solid 12/10.

“Well, we have no money.” The hulking man stabbed his blade into one of the nearby tables.

“Oh?”

“But I’m sure you have some!” The man pointed his finger at Xiao Se.

At that, Xiao Se furiously shook his head. “I’m sorry to break it to you but our little inn hasn’t made a single sale in almost a month. I’m about to owe them salaries myself…”

“Like hell if I care!” The hulking man smashed his palm down on the table. “Even if you have no money, that fur coat of yours should at least be worth a hundred odd silvers.”

“NONSENSE!” Yelled Xiao Se, eyes wide open and gaze as sharp as daggers.

The hulking man was stunned, his body even shivering involuntarily for that split second.

“I, Xiao Se, ride only the finest horse and wear only the richest threads! This fur coat of mine was specially sewn by some of the finest seamstresses in the imperial capital in the August Threads. Just sewing it took three whole months, shipping it, another one. Hmph, a hundred silvers? That’s not even enough to buy the sleeves of my coat!”