MTL - Stepmother - Chapter 269 big temper

Tang Hao was an honest man making an honest living, but despite all his honesty and kindness, life often looked the other way. Even when he stood up for a man in the streets, he ended up being beaten to a pulp and the man he stood up for? He disappeared. That left Tang Hao with nothing to prove and a hefty medical bill blowing through his savings. However, while he lay unconscious in the hospital, he could feel a warmth coming from the jade pendent he wore as it began to feed him with a trove of priceless information. Now discharged, and still armed with the same naivety and honesty, what will our village peasant do with this newfound power? Will he go on to conquer the hearts of a hundred women? Will he defeat the mightiest crime lords? Only time will tell, but for now, fate has many whimsical plans for Tang Hao.

Before being reborn, she made a fuss every day, only wanting a divorce, divorce, and another divorce, until she was in danger and he died to save her.After rebirth, she was overjoyed, only wanting to love him, love him, and love him dearly.However, someone is too aloof. What to do? No problem, she is prepared with eighteen different skills, not to mention she has a 'fox' strategist.Thus, she deals with scumbags with one hand and flirts with him with the other, leading to happy days that bloom like flowers.“Report, someone confessed to sister-in-law.”“What? Someone dares to take Mu Qiancheng's wife? Bring that blind fellow to me, I want to have a good chat with him about life.”

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. “Where are we?” “What happened?” “I thought I died!” Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room.As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. “I remember... I was stabbed...” ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. “I... I died in a plane crash,” muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor.Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last.“I got shot... I remember it vividly,” he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. “So how am I still here?” The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories.With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. “This... this seems familiar,” he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings.As the words “pairs, pairs, pairs” echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. “It can't be... don't tell me...” he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions.Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation.The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting.“I never expected anyone to notice me,” the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. “I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?”Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. “Eh... Ethan Rivers,” he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia.“Greetings, lost souls,” Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. “I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life.”As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, “This it bad, really bad.”

[A Lucky Spendthrift FMC VS A Scheming, Black-Bellied MLC | Historical Setting | Everyone's Darling]The irresistibly cute Tanya Thorne transmigrated into a historical novel as the foolish and clumsy female side character. Her father is a menacing figure who scares the neighbor's kids into silence, her mother is a domineering shrew unmatched in cursing out the entire production brigade, and her three older brothers are local tyrants feared by everyone in Karen Ford and the surrounding hundred miles.But in front of Tanya Thorne, they all turn into mild-tempered little lambs, only wanting to dote on her, dote on her, and dote on her some more.In order to change the tragic fate of her family in the book, Tanya Thorne works hard to set her three wayward brothers back on the right path.“Eldest Brother, the teacher is so fierce. Can you teach me instead?”“Second Brother, I'm in such poor health. It would be great if I had a genius doctor for a brother.” Tanya Thorne patted her chubby belly, her conscience not bothering her in the least.“Third Brother, I want to eat lots and lots of meat, but that costs lots and lots of money.”And so, the three tyrants of the Thorne family suddenly one day beat up and drove away their good-for-nothing friends and began to strive for success, all just to avoid disappointing their precious little sister.Just setting her brothers straight isn't enough. Tanya Thorne decides to latch onto the coattails of the future big boss. Right now, he is still a pitiful little wolf cub, and she must feed the future big boss.“Mr. Hawthorne, have some candy.”“Mr. Hawthorne, have some pastries.”“Mr. Hawthorne, have some meat.”...But one day, the big boss refused her offerings, and even gave her an enigmatic, mysterious smile. His dangerous gaze made Tanya Thorne blush.Oh my... How embarrassing![Super Sweet + Extremely Satisfying + Heartwarming + Double Clean]