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 When Fu Li found the chief labor contractor Zhao Sanxiang, he and a few other well-built men from the construction site were crowding around a small table with arms bared, drinking beer. There were several plastic bags on the table containing braised beancurd, pork, peanuts, and so on.
 Seeing that he had arrived, Zhao Sanxiang put down his chopsticks and dragged out a not-very-clean plastic stool from the corner. He enthusiastically beckoned to Fu Li, "Come come come, sit and eat with us."
 The few men saw Fu Li's fair, clean appearance and his slender physique and couldn't help teasing him. "Zhao ge, which younger generation of yours is this? Such handsome looks."
 "Hi!" Zhao Sanxiang pulled Fu Li to the seat and told the men, "We're from the same hometown. He came over to make a living with me."
 "Can he do our type of work?" The men burst into laughter. Clearly, they were used to joking around. They were originally even thinking of saying a few vulgar statements but for some reason, after seeing Fu Li obediently sit curled up on the plastic stool, they felt somewhat embarrassed to voice them.
 "Don't be fooled by his fair looks. His strength isn't little," Zhao Sanxiang patted Fu Li's shoulder and pointed at a stone at the side. "Come, give these uncles a show."
 Fu Li looked at Zhao Sanxiang, wanting to say something yet hesitating. These few people hadn't even lived as long as him, wasn't it a little improper for him to be calling them uncle?
 "Don't just stare at us. Go, let them broaden their horizons," Zhao Sanxiang placed a chicken foot at the edge of his mouth and gnawed on it, a pleased expression on his face.
 "Oh," Fu Li got up and walked over, looking at the stone on their left. It seemed to be on the small side. He turned his head and glanced at the stone to the right that was half a size larger before looking back at Zhao Sanxiang. Seeing his encouraging gaze, he stooped and grabbed the stone on the right, lifting it up from the ground.
 The few men were struck dumb. Even after a long time, they still they couldn't gather their wits. "Zhao ge, this fellow townsman of yours should be in the weightlifting team winning glory for the nation."
 Looking at the stone, it had a weight of several hundred catty!
 Zhao Sanxiang was also shocked. He had merely wanted Fu Li to lift up the smaller stone at the side for fun, not break the world record! Their yao world had its rules - yao could not participate in human sports and would be hauled off to prison if they were discovered by the yao world's management bureau.
 "Haha," Zhao Sanxiang gave a hollow laugh and changed the topic. "This child has had a lot of strength since young. He couldn't make it in his studies, not like your kids who score in the top five every test."
 The moment they heard someone praising their children, the few men immediately broke out into conversation, using a modest tone of voice to show off.
 By the time Fu Li threw away the gigantic stone and sat back down beside Zhao Sanxiang, Zhao Sanxiang was already gnawing on duck feet.
 If he hadn't seen wrongly, Zhao Sanxiang's original form was a mallard.
 Zhao Sanxiang polished off the duck's feet both quickly and cleanly. The bones he spat out didn't have the slightest bit of meat on it. Fu Li couldn't help thinking that he was indeed a yao from the countryside who hadn't seen the world. It turned out that ducks not only ate their own kind but didn't let pigs, cows, sheep, and rabbits off either.
 After everyone finished drinking and consuming all the meat, Zhao Sanxiang brought Fu Li back to his rented house, warned him a few times, and then fell asleep snoring thunderously.
 Fu Li didn't sleep very well that night. Because within the span of one night, Zhao Sanxiang went to the toilet at least five times.
 When the sun rose, Fu Li stood by the window and paid his respects to the sun. Upon turning around, he saw that Zhao Sanxiang was still asleep. He couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. Times were progressing, humanity was advancing, yet the yao was on an increasing decline. The bird yao that he knew in the past were diligent and capable, paid respects to the moon before sleeping, and welcomed the sun at dawn. But now…
 Sadly, the hearts of the yao had degenerated.
 A good-looking person would have an advantage no matter where one was, even if it was a construction site.
 Within a short span of a week's time, Fu Li won over quite a few people due to his good looks, diligence, and habit of hiding in the work shed even after work had ended to read. Even the plump auntie at the construction site who made their meals would specially add two more slices of meat into his bowl when he came for his meal.
 "Little Hu, reading again?" Uncle Zhang who had come up to greet him was from Sichuan and would occasionally mix up 'h' and 'f' when speaking. But his character was quite good; seeing that Fu Li had given up on studying at such a young age and come out to work, he even specially got his son who was on summer vacation to bring over a few second-hand books and notes from home.
 "These are my son's notes, you can take a look and see if they're useful," Uncle Zhang placed the second-hand books and notebook in front of Fu Li.
 Fu Li glanced through the books. Although they were a little old, they were very clean, and the handwriting inside was neat. He could tell that the owner cherished them.
 "Thank you, Uncle Zhang," Fu Li carefully placed the books and notebook aside. "I'll return them to you when I'm done reading."
 "It's fine, my son already completed his university entrance exams this year. He won't need these books anymore," Uncle Zhang's face brimmed with happiness. "He received an admission notice from the capital's University of Science and Technology a few days ago. Me and his mom are preparing to bring him to the capital in two days and help him settle in and familiarize himself with the environment there."
 With an admission notice to a university, one would be able to attend university and upon completion, become a civil servant.
 Thinking of this, admiration filled Fu Li's eyes. "Uncle Zhang, your son is so impressive." Humans were truly amazing life forms. They only lived for a few short decades but could remember so much knowledge and attend university, unlike him who had wasted the past few years.
 "No, no," Uncle Zhang was greatly pleased by Fu Li's respectful attitude and insisted on dragging him to the place he lived for a meal. Fu Li couldn't find any way to decline and thus could only follow him.
 Uncle Zhang's family members were surnamed Wang and also worked at the construction site. The work at the construction site was both tiring and bitter, but as long as the construction company didn't delay their wages, they could save quite a bit of money every year. The couple were often very frugal with their meals and hated that they couldn't split a cent for separate spending. Fu Li lifted the curtain and entered, realizing that quite a few different types of dishes had been placed on the table, including a large platter of roast duck.
 A bespectacled youth was arranging the bowls and chopsticks. Seeing the stranger Fu Li, he stared blankly for a moment before revealing a somewhat shy smile and turning to help Auntie Wang tidy up the kitchen counter.
 The rented house was quite small. There were two beds and a simple table. The kitchen counter situated outside on the balcony was put together from several wooden planks. The gas tank at the corner was covered in putty.
 "Little Hu is here. Quickly sit, quickly sit," Auntie Wang noticed Fu Li and stooped to wipe a plastic stool before placing it in front of Fu Li. "There's one more dish, it'll be ready soon."
 Fu Li thanked her and sat on the stool.
 The electric fan on the floor emitted 'kacha, kacha' sounds, thought it didn't bring a slight chill to the rented house. They hadn't even started eating but Uncle Zhang's back and head was already covered in sweat. Fu Li, whose entire body was dry and clean, seemed disparate in front of them.
 Realizing this point, Fu Li tried very hard to make his face flushed, adding a bit of perspiration onto his forehead along the way.
 Many middle-aged men became chatterboxes after drinking; Uncle Zhang was no exception. Despite the fact that he was now living in a worn-out rental house, his heart remained strongly attached to the nation's ground, air, and sea territories and he hated that he couldn't abolish hegemony in the name of the Moon.
 Uncle Zhang's son didn't seem very fond of talking; all he did was eat silently. Fu Li observed him secretly and realized that he was already on his third bowl of rice.
 After the meal, Uncle Zhang and Auntie Wang went out to buy watermelon, allowing the two young people to interact.
 Zhang Peng stole a few peeks at Fu Li. Seeing the other party beam at him, his face instantly turned red and he choked up for quite a while before managing to speak. "My dad said you're self-studying to enter university?"
 Fu Li nodded. "Exactly. You humans… The books now are too hard, I don't understand a lot of it."
 "Someone who didn't build a good foundation when young will indeed find senior high school content a bit more difficult," Zhang Peng started to talk more when the topic shifted to studying. "Why don't you study junior high school content first before looking at senior high school content? That would be a lot easier."
 "So, you mean that my knowledge of junior high school content is too poor?" Fu Li widened his eyes and stared fixedly at Zhang Peng.
 Worried that his words had hurt Fu Li's self-esteem, Zhang Peng looked up at his large, bright eyes and regretted it even more. "Not, not really, just that… Maybe… It's been too long since you learnt the content, so you forgot it. I'm not saying that you're bad at studying."
 The Zhang Peng who was this old rarely lied, so for him to have thought of a perfect excuse within the short span of a few seconds was practically a breakthrough for him.
 "No, I think what you said makes a lot of sense," Fu Li nodded with understanding. "I'll go to the bookstore now and buy junior high school books."
 "Wait," Zhang Peng stopped him. "The weather is so hot, and the bookstore may not have the textbooks either, why don't you buy it online?"
 "Online?" Fu Li stared blankly. "You mean internet cafes sell these things?"
 Zhang Peng had thought that his knowledge of the world was already poor enough. Unexpectedly, there was someone who had seen even less of the world than him and was unaware of even online shopping. From what his father had said, this Fu Li didn't have parents and had always lived in a remote mountain village. He wanted to study yet could only do manual labor at a construction site. His life must have been very hard.
 "Don't buy them. I'll call my friend and get him to mail over past-year textbooks," Zhang Peng was full of sympathy towards Fu Li. "Anyway, there isn't much use in keeping these old books."
 "How could I accept that?" Fu Li said this but didn't reject Zhang Peng's good intentions.
 Because. He. Didn't. Have. Money.
 Just as they were talking, Fu Li heard a groaning sound from the gas tank on the balcony. He asked Zhang Peng curiously, "What's in that tank, why is it ringing?"
 Zhang Peng's expression changed drastically. Standing up, he grabbed Fu Li's arm and dragged him out. "Quickly, run!"
 When Uncle Zhang and Auntie Wang came back from buying watermelon, they saw a mass of people in front of their rented house. Shocked, the two people pushed through the crowd. "What happened?"
 The tenants nearby were all workers from the construction site. Seeing that the husband and wife had returned, they broke into chatter.
 Something about how the weather had been too hot, the gas tank exploding, and whatnot. Auntie Wang was frightened into bawling.
 "Mum!" Zhang Peng's glasses were broken, so when he walked out from the crowd, his eyes seemed somewhat spiritless. "I'm fine."
 In the instant the gas tank exploded, Fu Li had positioned himself in front of him, so he was completely fine apart from some broken skin on his knee. Zhang Peng's eyes reddened as he recalled how the parentless young man who was passionate about studying had been brought away by an ambulance covered in blood.
 He owed the other party his life.
 At the yao world's management bureau, a certain administrator received a report from a good-hearted yaoguai.
 "A good-hearted yaoguai called to say that there was an explosion at a construction site in the western part of the city. There was spillage of yao qi, so there is suspicion that a yaoguai is causing trouble."
 T/N: Please read the notes on yao-related terminology because it's important background info in understanding the setting!
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 Fu Li was a yaoguai from the countryside who had never seen the world. After entering the city, his biggest dream was to become a civil servant and leave his name in historical records.
 However… He didn’t have a university degree. Not even a high school graduation certificate.
 So, even a yaoguai would not be able to find a good job if they didn’t study well.
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 “Please sign a contract with me…” The cowardly and cute craftsman system thought that he had finally found the host in his mind: I don’t ask you to be ninety, sixty thousand years old, and an extra waste. 
 “But.” Qing Chuan, the seemingly gentle and amiable-looking new host, choked his fate while smiling, “I want to see the scenery at a high place, what’s the difference.” 
 A lonely, persistent, free and uninhibited soul, experiencing the ups and downs of life in different worlds, step by step out of the established destiny. 
 Life should be a carnival until death. Dreams are not dead, people are not dead. 
 And A and sassy bosses – daily soy sauce loyal dogs attack. 
 double C. 
 The presence of the attacking gentleman is slightly lower.
 The first world: It looks like an ordinary ancient times, but it hides the setting of the martial arts world. I’m sorry, I just want to be an official. (Finish) 
 The Second World: Through the 1960s, the butcher is really busy and doesn’t look for a partner, thank you. (Finish) 
 The third world: overhead modern, I cut clothes and wear needles orchid fingers, but I am a straight man, probably. (Finish) 
 The fourth world: travel through the 1970s, taste the country food, enjoy the tranquility of the years, and the world is worth it. (Finish) 
 Fifth World: I have a small idea, others can carry a botanical garden, why can’t I carry a monster shelter? (Finish) 
 The sixth world: parallel modern, entertaining human beings during the day, entertaining ghosts at night, I have wine, do you have a story? (Finish) 
 The Seventh World: Future Interstellar, a strange family with abnormal ethics, and the little cabbage whose father does not love and does not love turn against the wind. (Finish) 
 The Eighth World: Parallel Space, quests, help players who have been swept away by high-risk games survive at least one existential crisis. (Finish) 
 The ninth world: Western fantasy world, the great elf lord, please make the cursed land a paradise of life again. (Finish) 
 The tenth world: modern entertainment, the value of a star is not only beautiful appearance and excellent talent, but also conveys correct values ​​to the society, please work hard and be fresh. (Finish) 
 The last world: The malice from the high-latitude civilization shrouded the world. In the deepest part of the devil’s lair, there is a treasure that their taskers want to snatch – the world tree. Let’s go, warriors! (Finish) 
 Extra World: Farming in the countryside and raising a cat. The most rare thing in life is that your family and friends are safe and healthy, and you are always happy. (while in progress)
 Content tags: Farming text Food Fast wear Shuangwen 
 Search keywords: protagonist: Qingchuan ┃ supporting role: Wei Ge ┃ others: system, fast wear, food, age, life flow, farming culture, entertainment circle 
 One sentence introduction: Addicted to upgrade unintentional love
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 Childhood, upbringing, family background, social relations, traumatic experiences…
 We keep reviewing and seeking out the motives of criminals, exploring the subtlest emotions driving them. It’s not to put ourselves in their shoes and sympathize, or even forgive them; it’s not to find some reasons to exculpate their crimes; it’s not to kneel down before the so-called “complexity of human nature”; nor to introspect social conflicts, much less to alienate ourselves into monsters.
 We just want to have a fair trial – for ourselves and for those who still have hope for the world.
 A seme thug specialized in dealing with various kinds of disobedience vs. a cowardly and dissolute uke descended from a rich family
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 Gu Mozhi is a demon who snuck into the human world and indulged in eating, drinking and playing.
 He found out that compared with purgatory where birds don’t lay eggs, the world was simply paradise.
 Until one day, he accidentally entered an escape game……
 Gu Mozhi: The ghosts here are really delicious.
 Ghosts: !!!
 Players: ???
 On that day, the ghosts remembered the fear of being coveted by Gu Mozhi as delicious food and the players…… were still trying to reform their three worldviews. _(:3」∠)_
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 A famous website had a live farm channel with a very special anchor. In the fish pond where he worked, the smallest fish was at least a meter long. Whenever people got close to them, the fish used their tails to smack them.
 Visitors felt that it was impossible for someone to eat one of these fish in their lifetime.
 Then one day, Yan Ran arrived at the fish pond. This new boss was not only beautiful and exquisite, but also an excellent chef. After that, the style of the show changed.
 “This fish is too fat, it will affect its health. It can be made into sweet and sour fish!
 “The weather’s been very cold recently, so the grass carp might struggle to survive. I’ll make them into boiled fish!”
 “Urgh, how can catfish whiskers roll like noodles? The ugliness is blinding! Well, lets braise them!”
 One day when Yan Ran was about to eat a live fish on his show, a big glowing fish appeared in his tank.
 Live visitors: ▼_▼
 Koi King( Koi : A fish that represents good luck): ▼_▼
 Yan Ran: So big, needs two grills, one for salty and one for spicy! [JPG(Picture): Excited Cat Ears]
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 Cyril was a Harry Potter book fan. He unexpectedly obtained a chatterbox system that said it would take him to experience the desired Wizarding World.
 He rubbed his hands together gleefully. Was there such a good thing?
 However, once the system was finished, he found that this Wizarding World didn’t seem quite right?
 Cyril (eyes shaking: Forest monster? Brass steam train? Gloomy wizard’s tower? Wizarding academy of the fittest? This wasn’t right!
 System (forcing itself to be calm): Magic creatures! The appearance doesn’t matter! The architecture isn’t the key! It is still a wizarding academy! There isn’t anything wrong with it! Not bad, not bad!
 Cyril struggled to make it through the Blackheart Wizard Academy. Fortunately, there was the gentle and courteous chief gentleman to cling to. This was until he found that the handsome chief seemed to be plotting against him…
 My god! This seemed to the other identity of the crazy great magician and necromancer?
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 According to legends, the dark, paranoid, crazy and perverted great necromancer rubbed the white and delicate neck of the beautiful young man in his arms and whispered, “My dear, I heard that you have been very close to the commander of the Holy Light Knights recently?
 Cyril denied it three consecutive times with an innocent face, “I’m not! I didn’t! Who is talking nonsense?”
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 One day, while Lin Chen read a book, Xing Cong Lian said to him, “You’re a psychologist. Can you help me find out what kind of person is suitable for me to marry?”
 Lin Chen remembered telling him love was the most immeasurable thing in the world. Even psychologists couldn’t predict love, because its progress in two people’s lives had countless variables.
 What variables?
 Lin Chen thought, at the time, the first variable was: You’re just an ordinary police officer who liked eating crayfish at the stall with a bottle of beer. I didn’t know you were…
 Or: I didn’t know when I fell in love with you or when you fell in love with me.
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 Ren Zhu: Quiet! Quiet! Look at the blackboard! I’m going to start teaching!
 Bear child 1 [1]: Hahaha! Who is this weak chicken!
 Bear child 2: May as well dance than listen to class. Why start the class!
 Fake good child: Sit upright.
 Ren Zhu: ……
 Bear child 1: You received the class teacher’s quiet gaze x 1. Physical strength -500. Entered the weak state!
 Bear child 2: You received the class teacher’s deep gaze x 1. Intelligence -50. Entered the mentally retar*ed state!
 Fake good child: You received the class teacher’s gratified gaze x 1. Intelligence and physical strength +50. Entered the excited state.
 Ren Zhu: My goal is to teach and educate people, and bring love to every bear child. Thank you.
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 Legend has it that the world’s most formidable man Xu Shuangtze owned a cherished portrait of his deceased wife. But no one knew that on its back was another portrait of his arch rival who Xu Shuangtze had killed with his own hands.
 Sixteen years ago, the Chief of Immortal Alliance’s Department of Discipline, Gong Wei, brought a blade with him on the Immortal Ascension Platform. His assassination of Xu Shuangtze failed and he was slain on the spot by the sword named No Way Out.
 Sixteen years later, Gong Wei opened his eyes and found himself reborn in the body of a beautiful fool who even had to kneel down when talking to Lord Xu.
 This was not the only disturbing thing for him.
 Because of his ravishing good looks, remarkable power and status as well as his premature death in his previous life, he was now the beloved muse of countless writers. Books and stories featuring him as the main lead to all kinds of relationships were circulated far and wide. Even among the famous sects there were rumours of his forbidden encounters with every sect leader…
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 Lin Qingyan was born without pain, and Master Gu was afraid that his baby would be injured and didn’t know, so he used this reason to check people’s whole body every day. 
 Shuangjie/Sweet pet 
 The cold and well-behaved little beauty is attacked by x indifferent and domineering business tycoons 
 (ps: Shou is born without pain, even if injured) 
 In the last life, Lin Qingyan was deceived by a scumbag, framed by Bai Lianhua, abused and beaten by netizens, and finally died miserably in a broken house. 
 After his rebirth, he decided to stay away from the scumbag and the white lotus, and concentrate on his career, only to find that the man who took care of him before his death in his previous life turned out to be a well-known business tycoon – Gu Fei. 
 The Gu family in Nancheng is a famous and wealthy family. It is rumored that the head of the Gu family, Gu Fei, is cold-hearted and never gets close to people. 
 Until one day he picked up a homeless little poor man on the road and brought him home. 
 The poor little girl was very good and soft, she didn’t resist when she was bullied, she just lowered her eyes and blushed. 
 The child is so good, Master Gu can only pamper him, and he is afraid of falling when he holds it in the palm of his hand. 
 It turned out that all the encounters were premeditated for a long time. 
 Sylvia Lin finally understood who really loved him. 
 small theater: 
 ①Yan Yan was born without pain, and Master Gu was afraid that his baby would be injured and didn’t know, so he used this reason to check people’s whole body every day. 
 ②Yan Yan was on the show, and there was a part of calling the parents. Yan Yan called Gu Ye, Gu Ye smiled and explained to the show team: I will ask you to take care of my children. By the way, it’s not my father, I am his husband.
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 Once upon a time, there was a makeup artist who possessed outstanding skills and top-notch aesthetic judgement. When he did makeup for various stars, he could embellish sharpness onto the smooth vases that lacked edges, and he could make models who exceeded the boundaries of aesthetics to appear delicate and soft, more approachable to people.
 Male stars loved to request him, for he had a thorough understanding of masculine charm in particular, and the makeup he did was never garishly slathered in oils or powders, instead exuding a natural, dashing air of elegance.
 Female stars loved to request him, because not only was he excellent in his skills, he was also everyone’s closest confidant; when they chatted, he could easily hold any conversation, and his mouth would be tightly sealed, never allowing anyone’s privacy to slip out.
 Although this person was quite young, after getting by in the makeup industry the past few years, he was virtually considered as a distinguished personality in his profession, and would be referred to as a ‘master’ wherever he went.
 But he had a terrifying secret. He needed to carefully tread on thin ice and couldn’t expose even the slightest traces; otherwise, nobody would invite him to work ever again, and nobody would apply to the classes he led anymore.
 —He was a straight man.
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 BL/Yaoi
 Author: 筱玄 Xiao Xuan
 Translators: xiin. Editors: alamerysl, BlueBug
 Genre: Adventure, Comedy, Completed, Quick Transmigration
 chrysanthemum garden
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 Xue Ling is a nine-tailed fox who has been cultivating for thousands of years but lost all his tails in a moment of capriciousness.
 Tails are easy to self-destruct, but not easy to recover. In order to restore his human figure, he must struggle to destroy the plot, forcibly change the protagonist’s fate, and be the cannon fodder in the first line of attack.
 But why are these plots more and more irrational? The setup is getting more and more weird, and what is with this person that is showing up in every single world?
 It seems that before going through all these worlds, he has forgotten some very important affairs?
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 Su Xuanyan: Yes, you’ve forgotten me.
 Xue Ling: Get lost! (▼皿▼#) Clearly every time you are the one that doesn’t remember anything!
 Su Xuanyan: Oh, this is purely an accident.
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 Lin Qingge’s body was pathetically weak, so weak that just taking a few steps would make him gasp for breath. His own family treated him like he didn’t exist. His birth mother died when he was young and his father promptly remarried and knocked his stepmom up. His father didn’t like him, his stepmom looked askance at him and his step siblings coveted his position. Who told him to be the lawful eldest with inheritance rights?
 When Lin Qingge was eighteen he came out of the closet, creating a huge rift between him and his family. It was all for that guy, Liu Yang. He’d whispered sweet nothings in his ear, saying things like he’d protect him and bs like that. Lin Qingge’s old man blew his top when he found out and promptly disowned him. That didn’t matter to Lin Qingge, he had Liu Yang afterall. He fully believed in that guys words and goodwill.
 If only he wasn’t so stupid…
 Ultimately Liu Yang was like a vampire sucking his wealth dry, leaving a husk behind. After pushing Liu Yang to a high position, Lin Qingge finally collapsed in his apartment. It was a sad sorry sight. Closing his eyes, he knew this was the end of him. Who knew he would wake up instead in a different time and a different place?
 Eh? What’s this? Well fine! This time I’m gonna hug that brother’s thigh real tight and never let go!
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