Please Stop Talking - Chapter 22

The MC entered the body of the An family eldest son, An Ziran, an arrogant 16 years old boy who weighed 78 kg (~171-172 lbs), who only knew how to eat, play and sleep. Seeing his current body, An Ziran decided his first priority was to LOSE WEIGHT!

Three days later after he became An Ziran, An Ziran’s father and his biological mother died, which meant as the eldest son he had to take over the family business.

Beside his legitimate first wife, An Ziran’s father also married 3 others women, who all wanted to take over the An family fortune but only the eldest son could be able to touch it, therefore they have to depend on An Ziran in order to live a comfortable live.

An Ziran’s father also had an older brother who is always planning to steal the An family fortune. The elder brother of An Ziran’s father and the woman he married had powerful connections. In order to save the An family fortune, An Ziran has to find a golden thigh to cling on. The butler told An Ziran that there is an engagement between the An family and an influential family. Therefore he takes his sister to that family house to make a connection.

However, during their journey, An Ziran’s younger sister overheard that the son of that family is UGLY, so as a beautiful and spoiled young lady coming from a rich household, she didn’t want to marry him and decided to run away. Without any other choice, An Ziran had to take his sister’s​ place and marry that man, who told him that he would let him go soon, but lied.

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They stole her work. They stole her future. And they thought she’d just walk away.Aria Solona was a prodigy—an orphan who clawed her way out of poverty and rose to become a Cloud Architect, one of the unseen hands shaping the digital backbone of modern civilization.Until the day her boss stole everything.Humiliated, betrayed, and broken, she rage-quit her job… only to be swallowed by a glowing white door that tore her out of reality.Now, in a world of monsters, dungeons, and gods, she is no longer a Cloud Architect.[Job Assigned: Dungeon Architect][Skill Granted: Assistance System (EX)]Instead of code and servers, she can now create traps, safe zones, and fortresses out of thin air. Her knowledge of design and systems, the very skills that kept the digital world alive, are now her weapons in a realm where survival means building faster, smarter, and deadlier than anything hunting her.No swords. No spells. No plot armor. Just her mind, her system, and her will to never be used again.In a world where dungeons devour the unprepared, Aria won’t just survive—She’ll architect her own legend.Additional Tags: Female Protagonist, Transmigration, Isekai, System, Creation Class, Dungeon Building, Survival, Overpowered Growth, Sarcastic MC.

Accidentally reborn, Xu Wanwan realized that she was living in a novel and was currently the unlucky cannon fodder, while the fake daughter of a wealthy family was the extremely lucky original female lead!

Her birthright was stolen? 'Sure, take it.'

Her parents were stolen? 'I don't need them anymore.'

Her luck was stolen? 'Well this is the easiest to deal with, I'll just find the luckiest person in the novel and rub some off him!'

Cue Li Jingran, pretty much the embodiment of luck. The closer you got to him, the luckier you became.

There was no way she was going to let such a plug-in slip through her fingers.

As she rubbed off his luck, she regained her good grades, her beauty, her status, and even her horrible parents who were now filled with regret and wanted to reinstate her.

Li Jingran pulled her into his arms domineeringly and said, "Where did this trash come from? Leave my darling alone!"

Xu Wanwan, "I thought I was supposed to be the evil villainess? Why am I so professional at lovey-dovey behavior?"

There are a total of seven sins, and a revelation is made to a young man named Alex that he is destined to become a demon lord, more especially a demon lord of sin called LUST.

It's not like he can change that and because he always knew something about himself was different—not in a physical sense, well, maybe a little—and not in a mental sense—but rather because he is thrown into a demonic war that compels him to accept his new reality.

He was only aware of a difference in himself. Relating to him and the ladies who are drawn to him... Well, it was more or less like he was a magnet in front of all the girls, and all the girls were drawn to him like a metal.