Even After My Death - Chapter 16 - 15 Officer Zhang, There’s Work to Do

Victoria received a marriage certificate when she was about to be proposed to by her boyfriend. The marriage certificate showed that she had married a stranger two years ago. The stranger was a CEO who was known to be a perfectionist and arrogant named Matthias. What actually happened? Why couldn't she remember anything that happened two years ago due to an accident? What was on her mind now was that she really hated Matthias because all her dreams were destroyed in an instant and she was trapped in a marriage that she didn't want.Meanwhile, Matthias deliberately sent the marriage certificate to Victoria so that his woman's engagement to another man would be canceled. Matthias didn't know how Victoria could suddenly leave him two years ago. When he investigated the case of his wife's sudden disappearance, he just found out that his wife disappeared because of an accident that was deliberately hidden by his wife's adoptive family and her family. Matthias suspected that Victoria's accident was the result of evil deeds carried out by both families. Therefore, he decided to win Victoria's heart back even though Victoria hated him so much that she cursed him as the cruelest man who hindered her dreams. Because their relationship before the accident was very harmonious and they already loved each other.However, behind the hatred that was buried in Victoria's heart, every time she looked at the CEO's handsome face, she always wanted to cry. Who was Matthias's real identity? Then, why was Matthias so obsessed with her even though they had never met? In order to be free from her unwanted marriage and return to her boyfriend, she made a marriage contract with Matthias. If Matthias failed to win her heart for three months, then they had to divorce and had no right to have any contact with each other anymore. This actually made Matthias even more confident in wanting to win his wife back. Even though they always misunderstood each other, he still loved Victoria and wanted to take revenge on everyone who wanted to destroy their relationship two years ago.

There are five skills in Taoism: That is, spiritual practice, medical skills, numerology, anthroposcopy , and divination.

As a Taoist doctor, Zhou Jinyuan can tell fortune and save lives.

However, when a doctor can draw talismans and do alchemy, at the same time he is a very young… He has to prove himself is not a liar!

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Zhou Jinyuan: Seeing a doctor? Wait for me to finish this talisman.

Patient (panic face): ? ? I’m sorry that I disturbed you.

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Dan just wanted to be normal. College, maybe a girlfriend, a life free of drama. Fate had other plans. Now, chosen as a Goddess's champion against his will, Dan is dragged into a hidden world of ancient powers and deadly games. Can a reluctant hero master his divine gifts and survive, or will the weight of godhood crush him before he even begins?.....Thank you for taking the time to view my book. I'm a growing author and so it means a lot to me that you decided to check my book. If you do decide to go ahead to read the book I would like to warn ahead of the typos that I may have missed in a haste to post the work and for that I am sorry. Hope you like the story though. Thank you again for reading..

“Ding! Congratulations! You have received 7 billion red pockets!”

“Ding! Congratulations! You have received 50 million yuan!”

“Ding! Congratulations! You have received a Lamborghini Aventador!”

“Ding! Congratulations! You have received 51% stock of a listed company!”

“Ding! Congratulations! You have received a whole tower worth 5 billion!”

“Ding! Congratulations! You have received the skill, Combat King!”

“Ding! Congratulations! You have received the skill, God’s Singing Voice!”

“7 billion red packets? How long will it even take me to open all of them?” Lin Fan complained.

“Excuse me, how long do you think it will take you to earn a million?” a certain random reporter asked.

Lin Fan was silent.

“Sorry, but, why do you keep blinking?” the reporter asked.

“Didn’t you ask how long it would take?”