MTL - The People of the Motherland Are Coming, Fortunately, I Am Superman of Doomsday - Chapter 140 Back to DC, hunting the strong

[No. 1 female lead abuser! The male protagonist is super rich + spoils his wife madly]

eighteen years old.

Lin Wu is a girl who was disliked by her grandmother and father.

Wild girls, money-losing goods, illiterate…

It became an indelible label on her body.

Being ridiculed: “What can a junior high school graduate do? That’s all for the rest of my life!”

He was admitted to a famous university, but in the end he was replaced by an impostor.

Her life is like a joke.

Once reborn.

Lin Wu took her mother to kick the scumbag’s father, quickly gave way to her stepmother, abused the scum, and started business.

Facing the enemy:

Advise me to be generous?

Wrong me to make you happy! ?

If you have no reason, you have to give up three points. Why do you have to forgive people if you have reason? !

——

Just when Lin Wu’s childhood was going smoothly, her grandfather’s family, who had been missing for many years, suddenly came to her door!

Thus, in the eyes of everyone, the divorced abandoned woman who was still carrying an oil bottle turned out to be the sole heir of the wealthy family.

What Lin Wu didn’t expect was that her boyfriend who was a three-no car mechanic would transform into an unattainable top boss.

From then on, Lin Wu became a rich and noble lady with clothes and hands, food and mouth, and was favored by the boss to heaven and earth.

——

later.

Lin Wu is already a famous female entrepreneur.

She stood on the high platform and delivered her speech:

“In the past, most of our ancestors were very patriarchal, and the water splashed by married daughters became synonymous with us. They ignored girls’ education and growth, and trapped them between family and trivial matters. Once they are betrayed by men, they will lose their support and be accused of being broken shoes!”

“But today!”

“Look at the Ten Thousand People Square, they are all the youngest female entrepreneurs!”

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The 27-year-old genius beauty doctor Xia Qing dies in surgery!She is reborn!She is reborn in the ward she's most familiar with, in the body of a 200-pound pregnant woman—a woman who had died from pain during a Cesarean section due to her requests to not use anesthesia.She can't help but worry about herself. This body was useless except for being young.How could Xia Qing tolerate this?On the menu are—revenge, losing weight, and snatching the idolized man of a scumbag girl in passing. Although she's overweight, she strives to live well. Being overweight isn't the end of days. They still deserve love.“Have you heard? Boss Pei has a child out of wedlock. He's getting married!”“Who's he marrying? Who?”“That 200-pound fatty from the Lin family of South City!”“Is Second Master crazy?”Lin Xiaqing turns her head to look. “You think I'm fat?”Pei Zhengyang looks at the voluptuous woman. “Not at all, just nice to the touch.”

[Warning: Mature Content, R18+]Camilla Watson-Veston was left with no choice but to leave her wealthy life behind and raise her son alone as an ordinary employee. A woman filled with rage and anger because of the betrayal of her one true love is indeed very dangerous.When all she could think of was revenge, karma has its funny way of rewarding those worthy with what they deserve. Sometimes not just one, but two or more blessings at once.What will Cammy do if the universe gives her not only two options to consider but three or more?Will she be able to choose which path she should take when nothing seems to be the right one?When freedom costs too much and happiness is hard to reach, will life turn Cammy into bitter from sweet?**********Story Excerpt:“You’re fucking stunning, Cammy, and don’t let anyone make you think otherwise. Your husband’s a fool for letting you go. I’m going to show you exactly what you’ve been missing. Even if it’s just for tonight, I promise you won’t forget me. After this, I’ll be the only man in your mind,” Greg said before capturing her lips in a passionate kiss.Was it wrong to accept it just because she was married, even though the man she was married to had been betraying her time and time again?Her mind let go of logic; she no longer cared if what they were doing was forbidden. She had made up her mind to surrender herself to him completely, letting him do whatever he desired with her tonight.So she whispered, “Turn off the lights…”Greg smirked, knowing the switch was just within reach, but instead of turning the lights off completely, he dimmed them to the faintest glow without removing his gaze from her.“Forgive me, Cammy. I cannot turn it off completely. I want to see your face when I take you to heaven over and over again while you are screaming my name.”Her hands traced his broad, strong chest, feeling its strength and solidity.‘Oh God, I’m touching another man’s body!’ she shouted silently in her mind.Before her courage fully faltered, she felt Greg gripped on her wrist, as he released her lips, and whispered, “Not yet, Ms. beautiful. Let's take it slow… I want you to remember our time together as your best without any regrets. I want you to remember me as the man who made you feel important and wanted.Tonight you're the only woman in my life. The only woman my eyes see and my mind thinks of. You are mine, and mine alone. Do you understand?!”**********A song excerpt that mirrors the emotion of the book.***The song is not mine.***I remember back when we were in loveAnd we followed the fire in our heartsWe moved every mountain we touchedAnd we danced in the light of the starsI know nothing beautiful lastsBut when I get to heaven I'll askTo go back to when we were in love…

[Longevity + Discipleship + No Female Lead + Lighthearted Humor with No Tragic Moments]When his master picks food, he spins the table there;When his master chants spells, he chats without a care;When his master takes rest, he sings a lively song;When his master lies late, he bangs the pot along;His master lives on long, but his life is rather short;His master lays him down on the hillside, as a sort;His master lifts a cup, but he won’t take a drink;His master shares a tale, but he won’t stop to think;His master holds a feast, but he leaves the table wide;His master calls his soul, but he’s nowhere to abide.Spring returns to the hills, with blooms so bright and fair,Yet master and disciple are parted, one in heaven, one elsewhere.