MTL - Reborn Mistress’ Scumbag Manual - Chapter 144 Can't afford a house

After being wrongfully accused and killed, a young man reincarnates into a superhuman society as a third rate villain named Don, whose biggest asset is his side-kick with mental issues. With few options available to him, Don accepts the mantle of his predecessor and must now not only survive in a new and dangerous world, but also conquer it....**Congratulations, you have died and awakened the Supervillain Idol System.****The path to fame, fortune and world domination is yours is take!!**

Before Wufu was reborn, she had no idea there was such a thing as rebirth. Only after her rebirth did she realize Heaven must have thought her previous life was too smooth, so it sent her to suffer in this ancient land where morality, decency, and the Female Precepts were held in high esteem, pitiful indeed! From being a master jade carver to having her soul transmigrate into a farm girl with a wretched background, she was bullied and humiliated. Even the bun-selling mother advised her that forbearance is gold? Bullshit! She could endure, but her other identity absolutely could not—robbers, swept away; insults to her mother, you're crippled... Wufu has a saying, for every insult and humiliation, I will repay a hundredfold. But what's with this one? He doesn't bully her; he only wants to sleep with her? And he even dares... to mount her? Well, a lord can endure, but Wufu cannot. Mount him back, life or death, a hundred years, neither owes the other anything!

She never dreamed that she would meet him in the bathroom and they...Five years ago, she betrayed him for some reason and chose someone else, which deeply hurt him and he swore to make her pay the price. After the reunion, he launched a fierce attack on her, while she tried to escape this emotional entanglement.However, the red line of fate seems to have already tightly connected the two. Through repeated interactions and confrontations, they gradually uncovered their past misunderstandings and got to know each other again. His deep affection for her remained, and she was gradually moved by his sincerity.

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.