Devil's Son-in-Law - Chapter 12: The Trends in the Demon Realm

Ye Zhi not only inherited the shabby house, but also the marriage agreement with a man. The man who met his true love disliked his fiancee in all ways and asked for divorce.

In order to express their guilt, the man’s family decided to make up for Ye Zhi. But she didn’t want a dime (single cent), so she left.

Next second, Ye Zhi was picked up by Rolls Royce.

Gu Ren, the son of the richest man, had a tough life and couldn’t live past 30 years. Only Ye Zhi, born on the cloudy day of the lunar year, could make him survive.

Ye Zhi and Gu Ren got married. Gu Ren gave her a bank card. All she has to do is——

Spend money for him! Squander his fortune!

Ye Zhi bought a Lamborghini for Gu Ren, but he had an accident as soon as he drove the car.

As soon as she bought some Hermes platinum bags for herself, Gu Ren signed a more than one billion worth of deal.

It turned out that the money could only be spent on herself. More she loses, the more prosperous Gu Ren became.

Since then, her life had changed completely. Her villa grandest in the Forbidden City .

The man thought that Ye Zhi, who had been divorced, must have suffered a lot. Until one day, he saw his former fiancee walking in the street, followed by a Rolls Royce.

Wait! Who is the man next to her?

This man is a super rich man hundreds of times richer than his family!

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Leaning against the attic window, Luo Manman was on the verge of falling.

Her long hair obscured her expressions. With an innately ugly face, even her best efforts could hardly make her figure remotely normal.

Just as she was somewhat inclined to end it all.

[Would you like a better appearance? In exchange for a different life?] A voice named Pandora sounded in her ears.

Luo Manman quirked her lips into a faint smile and gave an unexpected reply: I don’t want it.

[…..]

After Pandora offered her one benefit after another, Luo Manman agreed to this game of life.

Pretending to breathe with difficulty

Starting to peddle composure

The already filthy viscera

Buried under the striking appearance

Was the new life of this skin really a salvation?

Or a cover up of a thrilling sin?

A story about the intersection of skin and destiny unfolded…

In a world of shallow-minded, materialistic mortals, what would one from humble beginnings – whose face had been stomped on, spat on, oppressed for the longest while by the arrogant, pampered upper echelons of society – do, when a mysterious application pops up on a brand new phone that was meant to be the birthday gift of an ungrateful girlfriend? What if the application takes the form of a chatroom where its occupants, bearing the names of mythical, fictional beings, start giving out ‘Red Packets’, all the while spouting nonsense?