These Demons Do it for Free - Chapter 56

“I can’t do it anymore. Stop it…I can’t take it anymore!” The second young master stopped in his tracks and raised his brows as he stared at Miss Jiang. “All you had to do was jog, so—”

Through an accidental transmigration, Gu Huan became the youngest Alpha general in the novel. He is handsome, aloof and powerful, admired by thousands of people.

Even if he was a villain, this was a proper, awe-inspiring character design.

Gu Huan was so happy!

Looking at the needle holes in his arms, the haggard eyes, and the home that had been dismantled into an open-air convertible.

He suspects that he is actually an addict.

Doctor: No, you are just a very ordinary Omega who used inhibitors during the fever period.

Gu Huan: …you are kidding me.

Doctor: An Omega of your age who has not been marked is very likely to be leashed.

Gu Huan: …I believe this.

To survive. Kaolin (senior) Flower (single dog) can only apply for marriage online.

Marriage Self-Description: Older, hot-tempered, not guaranteed to not to beat someone in heat, not guaranteed to not to beat someone to death.

In the end, someone actually came to this painful marriage request, and it was the prince who wanted to eradicate him, the villain, in the original text.

——The so-called wolf dog, when it hates you, it is a wolf, when it likes you, it is a dog.

- Description from Novelupdates

Upon transmigrating, she immediately faces a disastrous flood, and then has to deal with a marriage swap to an old man who is both slovenly and hunchbacked?Someone: My wife, truly majestic and dominant!PS: This story includes a space with a bit of fantasy, and there's only the heroine who is reborn through transmigration.

What happens when, in the midst of struggling to keep up with life, you suddenly discover that you were a princess in a past life? Now, you're just a waitress with a drunken mother and a pile of bills to pay. But deep down, you know one thing: you’ll find the stupid jerk responsible for ending your royal life, no matter what it takes.Alexia POV:Then there are the spoiled, narcissistic rich jerks who think their daddy's car gives them a free pass to treat women like objects. Not today, Satan. These guys are like walking perfume ads with egos bigger than their bank accounts. I swear, they should just marry themselves—they're clearly their own type.When one of those jerks lands at my table, I can smell the entitlement from a mile away. I don't even wait for the inevitable sleazy pickup line or the “accidental” brush of their hand against mine. Nope. I pawn them off on one of the other waiters faster than you can say “unpaid rent.”