Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback! - Chapter 792: Is This, This God Jiang?!

Cui Heng was transmigrated to another world and the system told him that the new world he was in was a high-grade Xianxia world.

The new story of Professor Shuming and the Great Demon King “After Engagement with Mr. Shen” has been opened, so please pay attention to it!

Yu Xingtu, who lived in the countryside since childhood, finally went to the city to fulfill his marriage contract.

The Yu family looked down on her as a country bumpkin, and her fiancé and younger sister had a crush on her.

The old lady said: Our wealthy family pays the most attention to face and image. You are not allowed to say that you have something to do with Wei Nuan outside.

At this, she sneered——

The God of Tea, who is crazily supported by her countless fans, the buildings and shopping malls in several large areas are waiting for rent collection. Isn’t it nice to be a cold and rich woman?

So, she caught a man——

“You won’t suffer a loss if you marry me. If you get divorced in the future, you will be compensated for a small villa of 300 square meters, 20 million.”

After getting married, she discovered that the man who was arrested was actually a big boss. Not only did he not want a divorce, but he also wanted to be a charterer for the rest of his life…

After Mr. Lu found out that his wife was actually a charter woman in several high-end areas, he was shocked, and later——

The thing Mr. Lu is most proud of is that his wife takes care of him!

Mr. Lu’s happiest thing is to give his wife money and let her take care of him!

Ms. Yu: This hole is too big…

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Xue Xi is forced to fall in love at first sight with this dangerous man on their first meeting. With death being the only other option, she makes the first move:

When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.