MTL - Strategy to Capture that Scum Gong - Chapter 159 Cold love, Wang Yeqiao, Wang Hao

Once again, she woke up and became Xiao Yunyi, the second-in-law’s direct daughter Xiao Yunyi, who was in the house of the fifth-grade middle-class book in the overhead world of Beimo, without the protection of her parents.

In order to monopolize the blessings that the original owner’s father had exchanged for his life, the big room not only wanted to kill the original owner, but also calculated the eldest son of the second room, and maliciously wanted to send the young master of the second room, who was born less than 100 days ago, to someone else as an adopted son. It is extremely vicious. .

After just getting along and finding out the situation in the mansion, before thinking about how to get rid of the uncle’s family’s calculations in the future, he got the news that the mansion was implicated by the family’s direct branch and would be exiled to the border.

On the way to exile, they were also disliked and run on by their so-called relatives. They were not afraid, not afraid, and never gave up their space, maddening those who wanted to see their jokes.

As for Jing Rui, who grew up in the border military area, since his head was broken by his eldest brother, his temperament has changed greatly, and he is no longer the pitiful little one that everyone can expect.

Relying on his own ability to rise step by step, his mind is full of strong himself, to find the little woman who met him in his past and present life.

It is said that thousands of miles of marriage are connected by a single thread. The past and present life are all fate, and there is God’s will in the dark. It can be said that there is no place to step through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it. It’s wonderful!

When they meet again, they accidentally learn about the old secrets. In the face of sinister people and deep hatred, they will turn him upside down.

See how Yunyi protects her younger brother, and how the two couples continue their frontiers, overcome difficulties, and join hands to create a prosperous world.

A series of texts from the female and male protagonists of crossing the Xiaoyao family~~~~~~

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I am Racist.…I mean, my name is Racis T.I was a stand-up comedian. The flop kind. The type who only got laughs when someone else was roasting him.One night, I was doing a gig at a shady, run-down bar—the kind where tattooed bikers drink motor oil for breakfast. I went in with my usual dark humor, but my jokes were getting the same reaction as my dating profile: complete silence.That didn’t sit right with my inner artist, who was already starving to death. So I did what any committed comedian would—I went darker.Turns out, one of my jokes (or all of them?) triggered a guy so hard that he pulled a trigger. Headshot. Instant death.But hey, look at this: A guy got triggered, so he pulled the trigger. That’s wordplay. But who cares? I’m dead anyway.All I wanted was a successful show, people laughing, and maybe a few girls swooning over my wit. I never cared about money. The millions I’d have made would have gone to charity—specifically, 0.001% of it. See? I’m generous like that.Anyway, death is death. My story should’ve ended there.But… if there is an afterlife, I had a simple wish: become a successful comedian, find a loving wife, and have just enough money to afford three meals a day… and maybe a humble little private yacht. Or a jet. But that’s it. Because, like I said, I don’t care about money.Unfortunately, wishes don’t work that way.Because, well—there was an afterlife.And it was absolutely not what I wished for.

Tong Yao never expected that getting a milk tea could result in getting struck by lightning on a sunny day, and then waking up in the 1980s. She became a mischievous, spoilt wife of a top-tier doctor from the future. Rather than leading an ordinary life, she was caught eloping and stealing money, and reacted with crying, making a fuss, and hitting walls.Under the hopeless circumstances, she discovered she could understand animal language. While other time-travelers were busy making money to support their families, she was just enjoying the show.“The deputy director's wife accepted five jins of pork from a patient's family. The old couple is squabbling behind closed doors right now.”“The Dean has had a flare-up of hemorrhoids these past few days and can't sit on a chair.”“Mr. Li's wife is a tough woman. That missing tooth on the left was knocked out by her.”“Tong Yao has improper conduct. She used to secretly meet people in the village.”Tong Yao didn't expect the day would come when she would be the talk of the town....One day, Tong Yao heard a stray cat at the door muttering, “Dr. Si is having a date with a nurse in the corridor.”Furious, Tong Yao went to catch them in the act, only to find the doctor was discussing a patient's condition with a nurse who was over fifty. Wanting to run away, Tong Yao found her escape route cut off by the doctor, who backed her against a wall, “So I heard you came to catch us, huh?”Tong Yao never expected the saying, 'Those who always walk by the river eventually get their shoes wet,' to come true.

Long Chen, a crippled youth who cannot cultivate, is constantly targeted and bullied by his fellow noble heirs. After a particularly vicious beating, he wakes up and realizes a Pill God’s soul has somehow merged with him, giving him some additional memories. Within those memories is the mysterious Nine Star Hegemon Body Art, a cultivation technique that even he can train in, but whose secrets and origin are still a mystery to him. Relying on his improved instincts as he finally begins to cultivate, he realizes a huge conspiracy is underfoot within the Phoenix Cry Empire, one involving his father, members of the imperial family, and even the Emperor himself.

In order to solve the mysteries around him, he must rely on his new alchemy techniques and the powerful but baffling Nine Star Hegemon Body Art. Countless enemies block him as he attempts to climb to the peak of the cultivation world.

Fate destined him to be only a chess piece, but he would not bow to the will of the Heavens.