MTL - Petite Mother of Four Big Shots - Chapter 41 Coquettish mother

Jing Yao slept with the CEO from a rich family who was rumored to stay away from women. She even got pregnant. Jing Yao grew up not receiving any love from her parents. Although she and her sister were twins, she looked nothing like her older sister. Her parents favored her older sister.

Jing Yao was forced to start working at a young age, while her sister could stay at home and do nothing. Jing Yao had to pay her own tuition fees. A single purse her sister owned cost several tens of thousand. Not only that, but her older sister even got together with her fiance, whom she had been engaged to since they were children.

Formally speaking, Jing Yao was the second sister in the family. However, in reality, she was so poor that she couldn’t even pay her own rent. Her family had never shown her any care or affection.

For the sake of her older sister’s marriage, Jing Yao’s biological mother set her up by making her drink with an investor. She was even drugged. Fortunately, she was alert enough to run away. However, she ran in the wrong direction. As a result, she ended up sleeping with Liang Xun.

After returning home, Jing Yao’s mother yelled at her. Her jerk of a fiance humiliated her. Jing Yao called off the wedding on the spot. Ever since then, she left the Jing family.

Later, Liang Xun found out Jing Yao was pregnant. He approached her and asked her to marry him. However, Jing Yao rejected him. Liang Xun directly offered 100 million as her wedding gift, and she eventually agreed.

Rumors began to spread on the internet. Jing Yao, a female celebrity who recently gained popularity, was rumored to have gotten involved in her older sister’s relationship. Some even said she was Liang Xun’s sugar baby. Despite being criticized, Jing Yao published a positive post in response. “I don’t have an older sister, and I am Liang Xun’s sugar mommy.”

Liang Xun immediately commented on her post. “My wife is right.”

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This is the story of a graduate student majoring in ancient Chinese who was repeatedly ravaged on the way to employment. He returned to the middle of the Ming Dynasty and entered the body of a young child in a mountain village.

The dull father and the pungent mother, Yishui’s best relatives, have a lot of troubles in the small farmyard. Fortunately, we have thousands of years of historical accumulation, four books, five classics, stereotyped essays, and professional counterparts.

The national power rises vertically and governs;

  Legal discipline is loose, official discipline is lax;

There are a few treacherous ministers, and some Japanese pirates;

But generally speaking, it can be said that this is a fertile ground for the free breeding of scholar-bureaucrats.

A legend of the rise of a poor family grew from here.

I would like to pay tribute to all time-traveling classics with this article.

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“It’s not the people who claim they are evil you should worry about, it’s the ones that claim they are good”.What would a modern-day earthling do if they suddenly open their eyes to find themselves in a cultivation world?Suffering from an incurable disease since young, Yang Chen’s life came to an end due to the malicious stratagems of his relatives.Life, youth, love, wealth, family, he got to enjoy nothing.Bitter at the injustice he suffered, Yang Chen's soul was reincarnated into a whole new world where immortals and divine beings weren’t just myths.This time, he vowed to live a whimsical, self-serving, materialistic life.But what’s this? His starting point was the lowest of the low, a slave that was at the mercy of the Zhang clan.Can this still be called living? Raising a cry in defiance against his destiny, what appeared before him was the Greedvil system.Heaven-Defying Battle Skills, Supreme Pills, Weapons, Armours... anything that Yang Chen wants, can be purchased from the shop.In return, all Yang Chen had to do was commit evil acts. The Greedvil System ran on mischief points, his actions determined the points he earned.The greater the degree of evil, the higher the points!!!Hehe… Now wasn’t that great? Even the heavens want him to become a villain.Equipped with a healthy body and a powerful system, what kind of storms would Yang Chen create?“What’s that, a heavenly constitution? I, your grandfather can buy dozens of them. Beauties? The more the merrier. Villains? Who can hold a candle against me?”This is the story of a villain who sets on a journey to reach the martial peak. He will stomp on all the heavenly sons and pick up beauties on his way.

By the coast, a hundred-meter Star Gate shimmered with flowing light.Beyond the Star Gate, an army forged of steel stretched as far as the eye could see.Above the Sky Dome, squadrons of fighter jets streaked across, weaving an iron curtain.In the distant ocean, scores of aircraft carriers, destroyers, and frigates dotted the seascape, ready for action.All cannons were aimed at the figure who emerged from the Star Gate.“In the name of the Federation Command Center, I order you to stand down, or what awaits you is total war,” said the voice.“War?”Gu Jinlai took a step forward, and his form swelled against the wind, in an instant growing from less than two meters tall to a colossal Chaos Demon God thousands of kilometers high, emitting the brilliance of a white dwarf star from his being, his own gravity causing thunder and lightning, as well as tsunamis and tides within a thousand-mile radius.He looked down...At the war weapons that seemed like toys.He reached out, and a hydrogen bomb fell into his hand.Within him, the electron-degenerate star core released Helium, Helium elements expanded, and the terrifying high temperature instantly caused Deuterium and Tritium, Hydrogen's isotopes, to fuse, the energy bursting forth, forming a blazing white brilliance on the ocean's surface that was like igniting a sun.Before this sun's energy could be released, he clapped his hands together, and the dazzling white, mixed with heat in the billions of degrees, was compressed and sealed within his palms, not a fragment escaping.“I think, you should choose peace.” he suggested.