The Support Ate it All - Chapter 263: Remodeling the Villa

“Chief, it’s bad; our people are injured! Hurry, take them to the Divine Tree!”“Chief, it’s bad; our people are on the brink of death, about to perish! Quick, to the Divine Tree!”“Chief, it’s bad; our people have just passed away! Quickly, to the Divine Tree, and do not let the body grow cold on the way!”Reincarnated as a frail locust tree, Ji Yang merely wished to bask in the sun each day, gaze upon the moon, and live a leisurely life.Yet, years later, as Ji Yang looked down upon all beings, he suddenly realized that this world lay upon his roots and within his shade.And that initial small clan, unbeknownst to him, had its name resound through the heavens!

Description For a million worth of contract, she became a surrogate mother. He was the chief executive of the Empire and she was of lowly birth. With her adoptive father’s business falling into crisis, she agrees to his contract. She gave birth to twins: the older brother is healthy, while the younger brother didn’t breathe out. Fulfilling the contract with a huge monetary sum as the reward, she disappeared from his eyes. Six years later – he was still the cold high-profile president, but when she is accidentally imprisoned in the cage of his golden birds he pressured her harder and harder: “Woman, do not think you can escape my hands!” The old-fashioned man: “Mu Yazhe, you’d better leave her alone, this is the child’s mother!” The man becomes frightened, questioning the reason this child’s features bears such resemblance to… Associated Names 一胎二宝：亿万首席爱妻入骨

I thought that when I was reborn, I would work hard to be strong—however, I only started to struggle when fate came.

Once, I was weak and powerless, but the ninja world imprisoned me bit by bit like a cage.

Hinata, Konoha, Ninja World, one day I will break the cage/break free from the shackles and act recklessly. And those who were about to die – will also be reborn.

Until leaving a sentence – tell them, this is the last time I will fight for this decaying village.

“What if you never come back?”

“Then they will never return.”

“It’s like the color of your eyes determines that we can never be together. Even at the last moment of my life, all I see is blood and night—and the only thing, the white of your eyes.”

“White—it’s so good!”

Is it really good – the world of white eyes is just pale without a trace of color.

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