One Night Stand With My Ex's Billionaire Enemy - Chapter 368 More to the Story

A code farmer, after working a 007 job, becomes a student at the University of Kentucky!Zeng Xingyang: So handsome, why play basketball? It would be better to act!Standing at 2.01 meters, with a wingspan of 221 cm, Zeng Xingyang, possessing top-level static talents, joined the Kentucky Wildcats and participated in the NCAA!There was intense skepticism from the outside, questioning the necessity of training a Chinese player!But Zeng Xingyang withstood the pressure.He made incredible progress in every shot, pass, and defense.His hardworking sweat covered every inch of the court!He is enjoying the pure joy brought by basketball!After winning the championship at the University of Kentucky with Towns and Booker, he entered the NBA!Unknowingly, he surpassed his contemporaries,Becoming an NBA superstar.Joining forces with Jokic, they grow together, building a brand new dynasty!

A world where awakened individuals with special powers emerge due to a system. At the New Spring Kindergarten infant class, Gru awakens as an S-rank Hunter at the age of 4. Along with this, there is a quest assigned to her… [Quest: A child needs a strong guardian!] Why is a guardian needed? That is because Gru has no mother or father. Gru, who had no family, is adopted by the greatest Hunter in South Korea after many twists and turns, and along with that, new skills are developed… [Let’s try registering a new guardian in the slot!] [Children can earn ‘filial piety points’ through various activities, which can be used in different areas.] Gathering guardians enables faster growth? ‘That’s amazing!’ Alright, I’ll gather all the S-rank guardians!

Everyone in the capital courtyard knows that Si Moyan is not close to women. He was criticized when he was a child.

He was going to die alone. But suddenly one day, Si Moyan not only brought back a woman, but also slept people.

This sleep was terrible. After that, he completely became a favorite wife crazy devil.

“Si Moyan, I want the land in the center of a.”

“I‘ll transfer it to your name tomorrow.”

“Si Moyan, I want the plane.”

“wife, the plane has stopped in the backyard.”

“Si Moyan, I want the moon in the sky.”

“no problem, my husband will take you to heaven and pick the moon.”

Gu qiaoyue said that the greatest gift God gave her was not rebirth, but this man.

“Block him.”“He's technically still my boss.”“Then block him with dignity.”The call ended again.And then started again.I let out a sound somewhere between a growl and a sob, then finally answered with the enthusiasm of a snail crawling through salt.“Yes, Mr. Walton?”“Have you changed your mind yet?”I collapsed onto the towel and gazed at the sky as though it might consume me entirely if I pleaded sweetly enough.“Do you ever take a break?” I asked, shielding my eyes with one hand.“You're avoiding the question.”“Because it's a dumb question.”He exhaled, the sound sharp and irritated even over phone. “It's not a dumb question. It's a business offer.”“It's a weird offer-one that I already said no to.”There was a brief pause, and I could practically hear him clenching his jaw through the speaker.“You are acting unreasonably.”“ Unreasonable?” I sat up. “I'm not the one drafting fake girlfriend contracts like it's a normal Tuesday.”“Isabella-”“Certainly not, Mr. Walton.” I mimicked his tone perfectly. “I told you I'm not doing it. You need to find someone else to play pretend with.”SYNOPSISIsabella Miller thought saying no to her boss’s fake dating offer was the end of the story.But Adrien Walton doesn’t take no—especially not when he’s convinced she’s a gold digger.Suddenly, her student loans are piling up, her father’s vet clinic is on the brink of eviction and her brother is about to be kicked out of college. Coincidence? She thinks not.Adrien Walton is calm, calculating—and he's just pulled every string to corner Isabella into the perfect position.Now she’s stuck choosing between pride and survival.So she agrees to his offer: be his fake girlfriend.No feelings attached. No drama. Just business.Or so she thought.“Conference Room B. Fifteen minutes,” he said, passing by without a glance.The folder he pushed across the table landed with a thud.I opened it. The contract. All of it.---Enemies to lovers? Check.Slow burn? Hmmnyea.Banter so sharp it might file your nails? Yes.Delicious workplace tension? Of course.Tension that could melt steel?Absolutely.Smut?? Wanna find out?Welcome to corporate romance warfare. There’s no escaping this contract.