After Ten Millennia in Hell - Chapter 129Side Story - Thousand-Year War (2)

Liu Ling, an unmarried activist, has been unrestrained all her life. Before her death, a friend asked her if she had an unfulfilled wish, and Liu Ling replied she could not raise a baby.

The friend fell into trouble; this is not easy to do. Not waiting for her friend to speak, Liu Ling said that if she gave birth to a child, the mother would die, and her child would live, so let’s forget it.

Unfortunately, God heard.

After her death, she did not enter the underworld and transmigrated into Song Zhaodi. She also had seven children, all of whom were not her own.

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He was very happy to be reborn, but why was he sixteen again, he can’t bear to look back at that time.

Why does he return to being sixteen years old, yet still meet Doomsday?

It’s alright to encounter the end of the world, so why did he have to fall in love with someone?

Even if he falls in love with another person, why did it have to be a man?

Falling in love with a man is also alright, so why did it need to be a secret one-sided love?

Even a secret and unrequited love is alright, so why is that man his….

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Beneath the daily routine, at the end of rationality, outside the world you are familiar with – there is a landscape you have never imagined.When Yu Sheng opened the door for the first time, the world he was familiar with collapsed.And the “truth” that goes straight to the root of the world came to him.

After recently taking on the job as the President of Jing Sheng Group’s assistant, she is reports to the president, that has also just taken office, for work.

“Tomorrow morning, postpone all the meetings. At 9 o’clock, follow me to the civil administration office to receive the license.”

On the first day of work, she already encountered an overbearing president that is forcing her to receive the license. Should she resist or obey?

At night, a certain someone leans on the edge of the door, saying in a light and lazy manner: “Madam, I want to turn off the lights. Are you sure you want to go to sleep wrapped like a steamed dumpling while holding a knife?”

“Either that or you can go out to sleep!”

“Impossible, this is my home!”

“During the day, you transferred the house to me. So now it’s my home!”