The Older Brother of My Student is My Secret Crush - Chapter 13: The Missing.

“An illegitimate child will always be an outsider.”For Yu Lixue, life in the Yu family was one of endless humiliation. As the unwanted daughter with no mother to defend her, she was treated like a pawn, used, ignored, and discarded. Her talents—her paintings, her songs—were stolen by her stepmother and conniving half-sister, who claimed them as their own. Her life was a series of shadows and silence, living under their lies.But when her half-sister fled an arranged marriage with Mo Ran, a powerful but reclusive man, the family forced Lixue to take her place. Once again, her wishes were disregarded. Her marriage to Mo Ran was cold, distant—another prison she had no choice but to endure.Until the night she died in a mysterious accident, her pleas for justice buried along with her.Yet fate gave her a second chance.Reborn into the same world that betrayed her, Lixue returns with a vow: she will take back everything they stole—her art, her voice, her freedom. And when she reenters her marriage with Mo Ran, he surprises her with a proposition: he will help her get revenge against those who wronged her. But Lixue is wary. Why is this man, who barely showed her any warmth before, now offering to stand by her side?As they plot against the Yu family, Lixue realizes that Mo Ran has his own reasons for revenge. Their alliance begins to blur the line between ally and enemy, and she questions whether he’s truly on her side or if he has his own hidden agenda.In a world filled with deceit and betrayal, Yu Lixue must decide: will she risk trusting her husband, or will she forge her own path to reclaim what’s hers, no matter the cost?Excerpt:Lixue stared down at the steaming bowl of soup on the table, blinking in surprise. Mo Ran placed it before her with a steady hand, his usual calm expression softened just slightly by a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes. She tried to catch his gaze, but he’d already turned away, busying himself with the teapot.“Why are you…?” she murmured, glancing between the bowl and him, her voice trailing off.He looked up, meeting her eyes with a hint of amusement. “Why am I what?”She fumbled for words, her cheeks warming. “Why are you…being so nice to me?”A small smile played on his lips, barely there but just enough to leave her heart fluttering. “Is it so strange for a husband to be kind to his wife?”She opened her mouth to reply, but nothing came out. The Mo Ran she remembered from her past life had been as cold as winter, never sparing her a second glance. This new version of him, warm and considerate, left her feeling…confused.“Eat,” he said, his voice soft. “You didn’t eat much at breakfast.”She nodded, taking the spoon with a slight tremor in her fingers. The soup was rich, comforting—something she would have loved as a child. The warmth of it melted away a part of her guardedness, leaving her strangely vulnerable.As she set down her spoon, she glanced at him again, still puzzled. “What’s gotten into you, Mo Ran?”“…”“Let’s just say I want to spoil you my darling..”Extra tags: #Rebirth#FaceSlapping #SchemingSister #ColdHusbandTurnedSweet#EnemiesToLovers#IllegitimateDaughter

Yunsi, the world’s first flower from the other side of hell.

Also known as – Manzhushahua.

Good at ghost fire, can be called a hundred ghosts, especially good at illusion.

After she met the rumored gentle and elegant son Jiu Ge in a shocking way, she fell into his gentle beauty and couldn’t extricate herself.

Yun Si: “Jiu Ge, Jiu Ge, can I pursue you?”

The young master of Guangfeng Jiyue smiled gently and shook his head politely.

In the next second, Yun Si successfully took his hand.

Yun Si began to push forward: “Jiu Ge and Jiu Ge, can I hug you?”

The young master gently refused.

In the next second, Yun Si successfully hugged her.

“Jiu Ge and Jiu Ge, I want to kiss you.”

The young master tapped her forehead and pondered, “Girl, please respect yourself.”

The alluring Little Fairy Bianhua blinked her beautiful eyes and stood on tiptoe.

Easy going.

then,

The little goblin who did something bad was punished to copy the precepts.

The goblin continued to persevere,

The young master lowered his eyes and looked at the hands holding each other. He was gentle and gentle, and had a good temper. “Young lady, you must respect yourself.”

“I don’t!” The little goblin clung to him, never leaving him.

She always thought he had a gentle temper.

Until one day, she witnessed a woman confessing to him.

The woman stepped forward to get closer,

The young master turned cold in an instant, and kicked her away, without the slightest gentleness, “Get lost.”

The woman ran away crying.

The little fairy who clings to the gentle son every day and wants to kiss and hug him:? ? ?

It turns out that the young master is also very fierce? ?

It turns out that the son can also be rough? ?

The blatant goblin vs the young master who refuses on the surface but is infinitely gentle and pampered secretly. [Love at first sight + two-way secret love]

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The next day.“I’ve stressed this time and again—I’m responsible for making the ethos of the cultivation world off-kilter! History is written by the victors, and I’ve triumphed!” Sword Immortal Lu Yang expressed his ire during a press interview.—Brought to you by The Cultivation Times.(Translated by Rakumon)It is the first day of the twelfth month of the year—a suitable day for the launch of this novel (I hope… :3) I am Rakumon, the translator of Who Let Him Cultivate?! This novel is known for its refreshing humor and imaginative ideas in the Chinese community. If you like a witty protagonist, interesting side characters, a mystery plot in the background, and plenty of comedy, do read on and be a part of Lu Yang’s journey! I have previously worked on Consort of a Thousand Faces and Transmigration: Of Mysteries And Songs on Volare. It will be my first time translating a novel from this genre, and it definitely doesn’t help that this novel is heavy with jokes, puns, wordplay, memes, poems, cultural references—you name it. Nonetheless, I will try my best to bring them across to all of you, and please also feel free to share your comments!

The poor Commandery Princess is down and out. Her father died when she was young, and her mother passed away not long ago. Her grandfather, the only one she can rely on, is now at death’s door from his illness. Faced with the merciless uncle, the greedy aunts, as well as cousins competing to present the model of the worst relatives, the Commandery Princess could do nothing but feel depressed in heart.