My Little Sweet Wife - Chapter 42 - Heavy Rain I

As soon as she opened her eyes, Bai Lian found herself in the body of a notorious and spoiled young lady.

She heard her father was a new and rising star in Beicheng, self-made with a far-reaching reputation;

Her older illegitimate brother was a genius who had topped the city exams and went off to Jiangjing University;

The younger illegitimate sister from the adjacent international class was a multi-talented school beauty, gentle and well-mannered;

Her fiancé was a golden boy of finance, a scholarly idol in school who had never even glanced at her properly…

And she was just an unremarkable person with low intelligence, an ordinary person, kicked out of the house right from the start.

Bai Lian: Fine, then she’ll just have to study hard and strive to be an ordinary person~

Everyone (with a mysterious smiling face): …are you sure about that??

The young lady sent to Xiangcheng with no background, ignorant and unlearned, everyone could step on her… but they can’t move her???

[A uniquely stunning, lazy and capricious female protagonist who annihilates anyone who crosses her vs. a noble, cool, and dominating male protagonist with an IQ that crushes everyone present]

PS: Both the male and female leads are very suave. This story is all about satisfying reads without much logic, so please don’t delve too deeply into the logic, thanks.

Message: Love learning, be a good person.

Wei Lulin’s journey from a weary programmer on Earth to a scion of a powerful family in a cultivation world was anything but ordinary.Awakening in a new body with shattered meridians, his once-promising talent for cultivation now lies dormant, making him a mere shadow in the grand schemes of the Eternal Continent.In a world where strength dictates truth and power secures survival, Wei Lulin struggles to find his place amidst towering geniuses, ruthless foes, and celestial treasures.As the mysteries of the Eternal Continent unfold, he discovers that fate has a different path for him.

“When the old gods are forgotten, they do not die—they wait.”In the year 1025, the Viking Age wanes.Iceland bows to Christ. The Althing governs by law. And the gods of old fade to whispers.But in the far Westfjords, something stirs.Vetrulfr, a former Varangian captain and exile, returns from the East with foreign gold, forgotten warcraft, and a hunger no man can name.He comes not in peace, but to raise Ullrsfjörðr from ash and ice; building walls, carving runes, and waging war on behalf of a dying faith.From Reykjavík to Aachen, rumors spread: a ghost walks the North once more. Some call him the son of Ullr. Others, a wolf-cloaked demon.But all will know his name.and when the Valkyries call, he will answer.