Dinghai Fusheng Records - Chapter 79: Detective ┃ So how do we hand Dinghaizhu back to him?

“Thanks for the invite, I’m in New York, just got off the plane.” Du Wei realized he had traveled through time. Having no choice, he had to resume his old trade and opened a psychological consultation clinic, but the patients seeking psychological advice were all a bit strange...

Everyone in the entire imperial capital city B knows that, in recent months, there has been a fortune-telling stall with a sky-high pedigree.
Break the marriage, control the universe; talk about misfortune and good fortune, test the secrets of the sky; comment on the eight characters, change the way of luck… simply say that you are alive, you will not die, say that you are dead, you don’t want to live!
The reason why anyone with a head and a face knows it is because the head and face naturally feel that the magic stick cannot be placed on the table and cannot be seen.
However, the wind has changed recently. It is said that the famous Bai family of the Junhong family has sought a famous magic stick for the youngest son of the sick jar!
Unexpectedly, the magic stick was very pretentious and deadly, and only said one sentence.
“I miss him, unless I marry him. Otherwise, within three months, he will surely die!”
So, the whole emperor was in an uproar.

Keywords for a god stick to marry a wife: god stick to marry a wife, blood children, one-on-one, spoil you

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The 27-year-old genius beauty doctor Xia Qing dies in surgery!She is reborn!She is reborn in the ward she’s most familiar with, in the body of a 200-pound pregnant woman—a woman who had died from pain during a Cesarean section due to her requests to not use anesthesia.She can’t help but worry about herself. This body was useless except for being young.How could Xia Qing tolerate this?On the menu are—revenge, losing weight, and snatching the idolized man of a scumbag girl in passing. Although she’s overweight, she strives to live well. Being overweight isn’t the end of days. They still deserve love.“Have you heard? Boss Pei has a child out of wedlock. He’s getting married!”“Who’s he marrying? Who?”“That 200-pound fatty from the Lin family of South City!”“Is Second Master crazy?”Lin Xiaqing turns her head to look. “You think I’m fat?”

“Sect Master! Marry me!”If only things were that simple.Fang Yuan lets out a long sigh, eyes fixed on the mountain of paperwork threatening to swallow his desk and his soul.As the youngest family head in history, you’d think he’d be enjoying fame, fortune, and fawning admirers.Instead, he’s buried in bureaucracy, stuck mediating elder disputes, and wondering if the sect treasury mysteriously eats spirit stones.Sure, the old geezers have their experience, their beards, and their lofty reputations.But Fang Yuan? He has one thing they don’t: raw, unshakable power.Born into a world where innate talent reigns supreme, Fang Yuan—a transmigrator armed with modern grit—actually managed the impossible: he clawed his way to the top with nothing but relentless hard work.While everyone else coasted on heavenly bloodlines and golden physiques, he trained, he studied, and he schemed.Now, he’s strong enough to bend heaven’s will.But cultivation isn’t all sword beams and glory.Life as a family head comes with its own set of woes—namely, watching his annoyingly handsome junior brother collect all the female attention like some kind of walking romance novel.“This isn’t fair,” Fang Yuan mutters under his breath, stamping another scroll. “I’m the protagonist here... right?”