MTL - Seventy Koi: The Unlucky Boss Hugged Me and Cried - Chapter 754

The traitor Gu Mang returned to his home kingdom again. Everyone rejoiced in his banishment. It was said the one who hated him most was his closest friend – the cold and stoic Young Master Mo.

A rumour: Young Master Mo prepared three hundred and sixty-five methods of torture to try on Gu Mang, enough to play with him for a year without repetition.

But what’s the truth then?

Well the truth is even more unspeakable–

Mo Xi’s identity: the most abstinent commander of the empire.

His relationship with the traitor Gu Mang: they’d slept together before.

- Description from Novelupdates

Liang Wen transmigrated into an entertainment article, and the original owner was a mentally handicapped female supporting role who was blind and blind. Not only did he lose his marriage with the film emperor Ying Shunchen, but he was also brainwashed by the heroine of the white lotus, not to mention that he voluntarily handed over his qualifications for graduation performances.

When Liang Wen arrived, her hidden husband Ying Shunchen happened to return to China.
Airport. She was deformed by fans, and the envelope she was holding in her hand was dragged away.
Ying Shunchen said loudly, “I prefer handwritten letters to those of you who spend money on gifts for me.”
Liang Wen’s hands were frozen in the air: that…that’s not a letter, it’s a divorce agreement.

This has not been explained clearly, the next day Liang Wen was forced to stand at the entrance of the dance academy with a support light sign.
Ying Shunchen, who came to give the lecture, rolled down the car window and found his little wife holding a light sign.
The big words above are impressive: Husband, I want to give birth to a monkey for you.

Now I can’t explain anything.

small theater:
At the dance forest meeting, she accidentally joined forces with Ying Shunchen, just as she turned around and twisted her graceful body, with a hook of her finger, someone directly kissed her.
Liang Wen blushed: …Mr. Ying, please show your professionalism.
Ying Shunchen: Retired. Your husband doesn’t have that quality.
Liang Wen:? ? ? Bought from the best actor trophy at home?

One-sentence copywriting: Immortals dance, suck online…Darling!

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- Description from novelbuddy

For more than a decade, she disguised herself as a weakling while preyed on the strong – Qiao Qing had never viewed reputation as an important matter.But people began to take advantage and purposely hurt the ones she cared about.Qiao Qing then decided to stop hiding her real self.An incapable good-for-nothing? Her natural genius IQ can explode your eyeballs!A lowly commoner? Her real identity made her someone who you are not worthy enough to be friends with!A feeble chick? Her skills in ancient martial art can result in you looking for your teeth all over the ground!A godly student, a godly Go player, a godly night rider, a godly martial artist… as her real identity revealed little by little, all those snobs who once viewed her poorly began to switch sides and attempted to please her.Qiao Qing shut the front door. No guests welcomed.She blocked those who wanted her for their own selfish demands, but she couldn’t stop this one evildoer from approaching her.Just like that, climbing over the walls and entering through the window became Jun Yexuan’s specialty.As the President of the Jun Corporation, he had enough to protect Qiao Qing her entire life.But what bothered him was that Qiao Qing was far too independent and far too capable. Without any of his help, she was able to successfully handle everything.Jun Yexuan became moody – he felt like he wasn’t needed!So, on a random day, a cry for help appeared on Weibo, “What do I do when the wife is too capable? Waiting for immediate responses – it’s urgent.”

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