Reincarnation Of The Businesswoman At School (WN) - Chapter 3476 Just a Sister?

Xia Xingchi was very poor, until he died and transmigrated into a book to become a young master who was adopted back into a wealthy family, becoming rich in an instant!

It was a pity that the book’s moral values were distorted, and he was only cannon fodder while the fake young master who stole the show was the protagonist.

Loved by neither his father nor his mother, Xia Xingchi was forced to marry the frail and sickly villainous big boss. If he escaped the marriage, it would be the end for him. At the engagement banquet, the fake young master set up a trap to lure him into fleeing the marriage and making a scene, but didn’t expect that his eyes would light up on the spot as he rushed up excitedly to say, “Hey, husband!”

This appearance like an immortal, this perfect figure with wide shoulders and long legs……the little fortune hunter was disinterested. In his eyes, his fiancé Li Chengyuan was a gleaming humanoid cash machine!

Xian Xingchi resolutely sat on Li Chengyuan’s lap and held his hand affectionately: “Mr. Li, do you believe in love at first sight?”

— Whenever he heard the call of money, he believed.

Everyone was dumbfounded, thinking that Xia Xingchi was truly an idiot, and he was bound to be tossed to the ground by the villainous boss on the spot. Unexpectedly, Li Chengyuan lowered his eyes in silence, and smiled faintly after a moment: “I believe.”

In full view, he picked up Xia Xingchi and abducted him home.

Xia Xingchi was shocked: Wait! Let me go! Your script is wrong!

Facing the derailed plot, the little fortune hunter had no choice but to make money in the entertainment industry to get rich — while giving Li Chengyuan the most loving end-of-life care –

According to the plot of the original book, the villain was about to die.

Li Chengyuan’s face was pale, and he asked weakly in a low voice: “Will you agree to everything I say?”

Xia Xingchi thought of the 100 billion inheritance that would soon belong to him, wept with joy, and nodded with tears in his eyes: “Tell me, I will definitely promise you.”

To his shock, a certain dying person immediately rose up: “Mark your words.”

Xia Xingchi, who couldn’t get out of bed the next day: “Damn! A person dying of illness can also do this sort of thing!”

Li Chengyuan: I don’t know why he always thinks I’m going to die, so I have to show him otherwise

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Li Zhou survived the zombie siege in the early days of the apocalypse, and the power struggle in the late apocalypse, but he failed to survive the sinister people’s hearts.

As one of the most powerful and powerful warriors in the late apocalypse, he was betrayed by his so-called friend and finally died tragically in the mouth of the Zombie King, and the reason was just a practice technique that others could not cultivate.

Fortunately, that person died, and soon died in the zombie tide!

When he woke up again, Li Zhou found that he was lying in the hospital with all the beard and tail, looking at the boy in the mirror with a delicate face, fair skin, a pair of blue eyes like a clear spring, and he seemed to cry when he pinched it.

Zhou was silent, he silently lay back on the bed and began to think about what went wrong.

Xavier is the most powerful and youngest general in the empire. He never takes male insects in his eyes. Even if he suffers mental violence every day, he is not willing to marry a male insect.

Not only because there are no male insects that can soothe his SS+ mental power, but also because male insects are the only ones in this world. Relying on their scarcity, the males can soothe and promote the spiritual evolution of the females and undertake the responsibility of reproduction, they can abuse the females and sub-females at will, occupy their property and do not need to work. Even the laws of the Empire definitely favor males.

Until he picked up a comatose male worm on an abandoned planet, he just hugged the male worm into the starship, and was appeased by the male worm’s unconscious mental power.

Shevell: …Is this a favor?

Later, with a match rate of more than 90%, the two had to get married.

But Li Zhou, who accepted that he had changed races, began to consciously treat him well after learning that Xavier was his benefactor and wife. After all, he was responsible for getting married.

He cooks for Xavier and helps him through a period of mental turmoil. During this period, Li Zhou discovered that there was a heart longing for warmth hidden under Xavier’s cold and hard exterior.

Xie Weir finally opened his heart under Li Zhou’s infinite doting, but after a night he leaned on his waist and gritted his teeth, thinking, are other males so powerful that he can’t hold him back in bed.

It wasn’t until he was dying on the battlefield that he saw his always weak male worm, kicked the huge star beast that attacked him, and hugged him in his arms, he was sure that his male worm was unusual!

1. 1v1 he, the appearance is weak and in fact the combat power is super strong, the wife is attacked × the appearance is cold and hard and the heart is soft and affectionate, favor each other

2. You don’t see male insects in the early stage. Although they don’t reject the attack, they are not close. If you don’t like it, don’t enter. Extreme control of the party is cautious.

3. There is a private setting, the attack has a golden finger, and the thunder-type power is still there after passing through.

4. In the end, due to the efforts of attacking and receiving, the status of females and sub-females has increased. After all, equality is not realistic all of a sudden, but everything will develop in a positive direction.

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Programmer Tao Zhiyue transmigrated into a cannon fodder in a bloody CEO article. He was the first love in the book that caused the protagonist Huo Ran to become disabled and heartbroken. In the end, he was revenged to death by the protagonist’s husband and wife, especially miserable.

Tao Zhiyue ran away without hesitation.

As a dead house, he firmly squatted at home with the computer as a companion, indulging in the wonderful sand sculpture online world, so unhappy.

Just kidding, even if the plot wants him to meet Huo, there is no chance, okay?

When browsing the forum one day, he saw such a delusional phishing post:

[Title] I was pursued by four people of the same sex, but I am a straight man, how should I politely refuse?

Tao Zhiyue, a gay man, replied with a sneer –

Then he inexplicably had met an old-fashioned netizen.

Tao Zhiyue tried to teach the straight male netizen some coquettish manipulations of rejecting other people’s love, and the effect was remarkable, and he successfully strangled the other party’s peach blossoms!

Later, the netizen, who he had an increasingly ambiguous relationship with, invited him to formally meet him, and he went to the appointment with a throbbing heart.

The tall and handsome man stretched out his hand nervously, blushing: Hello, my name is Huo Ran.

Tao Zhiyue:! ! ! ! ! !

A decisive programmer who loves life and never works overtime × Occasionally the pure love of elementary school chicks straight ball rich second generation attack, double first love.

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“Coming live to you, from Cerou Street, this is MBP News, and we have an unfolding situation to report. Late last night, at approximately 3:00 AM, an explosive-like sound reverberated through this area, disrupting the sleep of residents and instilling fear in their hearts,” the news anchor, a striking figure, delivered the report with poise, standing before the camera amidst a bustling scene.

In the background, the blaring horns of ambulances and police vehicles disturbed the serenity of the beautiful morning light. Two individuals wearing protective suits, presumably forensic experts, held a stretcher carrying a charred body.

The news anchor, who had been reporting earlier, placed a hand on her ear, fitted with an earpiece, and looked visibly surprised. Her voice filled with urgency as she continued, “We have just received an update from our headquarters regarding the sole fatality in this unexpected incident. The victim of this tragic event is none other than Norman, the famous gigolo of Night palace.”

“My colleague, who was set to cover an event today at Nightplace, obtained this information firsthand from Countess Maria, who held a special place for Norman in her heart. Our focus this morning is on this breaking news,” the female news reporter continued amidst the chaotic scene, while Norman's charred body lay alone in the ambulance.

Meanwhile, in a different world, a young boy lay fast asleep with his head on the table. The sun, seemingly displeased with the boy's carefree slumber, cast its rays directly onto his face. Annoyed by the intrusion, the boy shifted his head in another direction, unwilling to be roused from his deep sleep.

*ZZZr Zzrz Zzrzzr* However, an additional source disturbed his sleep, filling the room with a buzzing sound. The boy furrowed his brows in annoyance, his eyes still closed. He searched his surroundings and discovered a glass-like slab. With closed eyes, he slid his finger across it and placed it near his ear.

“Hello...” he mumbled in his drowsy voice, which carried a hint of depth.

“Hey, Pissed-up Prat, where are you?” a voice laced with disdain emanated from the slab.

The boy, referred to as the “Pissed-up Prat” by the irritating female voice, recognized it as a voice he heard frequently but couldn't recall its owner. With his eyes still closed, he inquired, “Who is this?”

“What do you mean, 'who is this'? Wake up, come home, or eat shit for breakfast if you prefer!” the voice behind the transparent slab retorted before falling silent.

The boy, still not fully awakened, gazed at the half-opened glass slab with a mixture of confusion and surprise. As his eyes darted around the room, he became increasingly shocked.

As he recollected the fragmented memories from the night before he lost consciousness, his gaze fell upon the entrance of the shop. Once old and damp, it now bore a different appearance. While not transformed into a luxurious space, it had undergone improvements compared to its previously dilapidated state.

The shop took on a rectangular shape, with one longer side adorned with wooden shelves intricately patterned. Rows of empty glass jars lined these shelves. On the opposite side, there was another wooden shelf, also displaying empty jars. Towards the beginning of the counter, where the boy had been sleeping, there stood a peculiar machine.

Confusion etched across his face, he murmured to himself, “Whose shop is this?”

In response to his question, a mechanical voice resonated in his mind.

[The Omnistore belongs to you, host.]

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