MTL - Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort - Chapter 549 旖旎 in a gold car

[Villainess Strong FL. Rebirth, Mind-reading.]Su Yanyi, the president of Splendid Entertainment, is one of the most legendary queen-like figures in the entertainment industry. Every artist she picked out would become a powerful force within the entertainment circle.A conspiracy caused her to lose everything, and she discovered that the man she had always treated with cold indifference had actually loved her deeply. Sadly, it was only at the end of her life that she realized all she left behind was unrectifiable regret.“If there is a next life, I will surely make those who have wronged me pay a hundredfold, and I will do everything in my power to ensure your well-being!”Perhaps it was her strong obsession, but in the blink of an eye, she found herself back to three years ago, accompanied by a very magical super system space—the Perfect Wife System.Having been a queen for so long, was this a hint for her to switch tastes and become a virtuous wife?Qin Jiran, the new generation's movie emperor, is handsome and overbearing, standing high above others like an emperor, the one and only god in the hearts of countless fans.Yanyi is the woman he loved most and the only woman he ever loved in his life. Unfortunately, she did not love him. Three years of marriage between them were nothing but a transaction.“Yanyi, do we really have to get a divorce?”...This story features a space, abilities, and a golden finger. The female lead is strong and cold but occasionally gentle; the male lead has a poker face and is a loyal dog, not lacking in assertiveness. I hope you all like it.

“Look at him,” someone snickered from a few rows over. “Smells like he sleeps in a dumpster.”“Probably does,” another voice added, louder this time. Nox just stared at his textbook, the words blurring. He had heard it all before.Then, Mark, one of the main reasons his life was a living hell, swaggered past his desk. Mark always had a smirk on his face. “Oops,” he said, not even trying to sound accidental, as a full cup of bright orange juice tipped over, splashing all down the front of Nox's already ruined shirt. The cold liquid soaked through instantly. Laughter erupted around the room. It was loud, clear, and mocking. Nox slowly looked up. His eyes landed on Ms. Joy, who was watching the whole thing. She had seen Mark deliberately pour the juice on him. He raised his hand, a small, tired gesture. “Ms. Joy,” he said, his voice flat. “He just poured juice on me. Are you just going to ignore it? Again?.” Ms. Joy looked at him, then at Mark, who was now theatrically wiping his hands. A small smile played on her lips. Then she chuckled. Just a little airy laugh.“Oh, Nox, don't be so dramatic. Boys will be boys, right Mark?” Mark puffed out his chest. “Yeah, Ms. Joy. He's just sensitive.” The class laughed even harder at that. Ms. Joy joined in, her laughter ringing out with theirs. Hearing them all, hearing her laugh, something in him finally snapped. It wasn't a loud break, more like a quiet, final click. He realized it then, with a cold, hard clarity. No one was coming to save him. No teachers, no police, no parents he never had. No one cared. If he wanted this to stop, he would have to be the one to stop it. He was the only one who could.His face remained blank, but his mind was suddenly very clear. He reached down slowly, his hand going into his worn-out school bag. The laughter died down a little as a few students noticed his deliberate movement, a strange stillness about him. He pulled out a gun.The classroom went silent. Utterly, completely silent. Mark's smirk vanished, replaced by wide, terrified eyes. Even Ms. Joy stopped laughing, her face paling. “What… Nox, what are you doing?” she stammered, her voice suddenly shaky. He didn't answer. He looked around at their faces, one by one. Fear. He saw fear now. Good. He was ready. He was going to make them all pay. He was going to end it, all of it.Just as he was about to raise the gun properly, a bright blue screen appeared right in front of his face. It was translucent, and only he seemed to see it. [Congratulations! You have met the requirements!] [1st Player Chosen!] [You have won the System!]

After Chu Zheng was inexplicably determined to have died, the only trouble she had was to spend money.

Since the binding of this system, her waist is not sour, her legs are not hurting, and the special ones are not breathing, and every day lives in the fear of having to spend money.

System: Miss Sister, don’t just open the invincible mode! (▼皿▼#)

System: We set a small goal, first spend a hundred million!

Chu Zheng: Say good and lose, how is this inexplicable man? Don’t stop me! I am going to conquer the world!

A male lord: (quickly renamed) my name is the world name.

#Sister, learn that you can really do whatever you want with enough money#

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[Tower Defense & Dungeon Attack RPG] I saw the ending to the game no one was able to clear.

But, when I came to my senses, I was inside of the game.

In fact, I was in the tutorial stage, a place where strategy was impossible.

“I’ll clear this bullsh*t game no matter what…!”