Monarch of Evernight - Volume 3 - Chapter 67: Confusion

A calculating merchant of noble birth lives a comfortable life managing his guild's business at the Imperial Academy—until lightning strikes him, leaving him with prophetic visions of a disastrous future. In these visions, he's expelled from his family, branded a traitor who aids demons, and worst of all, becomes a penniless beggar. When the supposed “protagonist” of these prophecies enrolls at the academy, he realizes his countdown to ruin has begun. Now he must use his foresight to rewrite a story where he's cast as a third-rate villain, all while navigating ancient dungeons, demonic threats, and the troublesome “hero” who might be the key to changing his fate.#MoneyIsEverything

[Full text free] Luo Ci was young and ignorant, and fell in love with a noble and cold man. The man had a pair of beautiful hands, and his clear and exquisite features were like a face, and his abstinence could seduce people.

She brazenly said that she wanted to chase him, tease him, trick him, and get close to him, but this man was extremely cold and unmoved. The eldest lady was tired of chasing people and wanted to calm down, but this man held her hand and coaxed her over and over again—you can do whatever you want with him.

She was shamefully moved.

(The tone of the article, women chasing men.)

small theater:

A ghost in the rock world and Luo Ci, a gymnast, are suspected to be in love…

The well-known dubbing artist G Shen and Luo Ci have a scandal…

The world boxing champion and Luo Ci are suspected to be dating…

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Regarding the fact that everyone in the world has CP with my wife except myself, even the calmest person has a naive side, Shishu opened a topic that day—a super talk about CP between myself and Luo Ci.

I didn’t expect to be directly raped by the Internet…

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Lin Chen was persecuted by his childhood sweetheart and accidentally obtained an ancient legacy. From then on, he embarked on a path against the heavens!“I am a sovereign! Those who insult me will be killed, those who obstruct me will die!”

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”