Regressor Takes Everything - Chapter 59

Tang Feng had been just an ordinary milk tea shop employee before one day, the lady boss called him to her room, and he learned what “hidden rules” really meant...

An intoxicated An Xiaoyu boldly places her hands on her hips: “Hey, handsome, this girl is here to rob you. This road is opened by me, this tree is planted by me, if you want to cross, leave some toll money!”The man approaches aggressively, trapping An Xiaoyu against the wall with no escape.He whispers in her ear: “Money, I have none. How about offering yourself instead?”An Xiaoyu is completely dumbfounded.She just accidentally robbed the wrong person, and now he's haunting her?What? He wants her to take responsibility?“Handsome, a forced melon is not sweet!”“No worries, I like bitter melons!”“You, shameless!”“Can't have a wife with too much pride!”“……”An Xiaoyu: “God, please let me go!”Ahem, 1v1 sweet romance + love over time, guaranteed to make you laugh until you have abs!

An alternate world where demons and aberrations lurk in the shadows, and martial arts reign supreme.It is the twilight years of the Great Yu Dynasty. Officialdom is utterly corrupt, aristocratic families have fractured the realm, martial sects operate as independent powers, and demonic cults and monster factions run rampant. Coupled with endless years of natural disasters, the common people are left desperately struggling just to survive—In such turbulent times, even wishing for a quiet, peaceful life is an absolute luxury.Fortunately, Chen Cheng awakened his past-life memories and obtained a Martial Arts System. With the system’s help, his martial arts cultivation flowed as naturally as water finding a channel—completely devoid of any bottlenecks.Even the profound realms of technique that unparalleled geniuses struggled desperately to comprehend were, in Chen Cheng’s eyes, nothing more than a progress bar waiting to be filled through diligent practice!Step by step, Chen Cheng rises against the tide!

She thought a contract was just business.He called it a FUCKAHOLIC contract... pleasure without promises, desire without attachment.I was supposed to keep my distance, stay professional, and survive the mess he called “fun.” But Aec didn’t play by the rules. He was cold, dominant, and utterly irresistible, a storm I couldn’t escape.Then came the night that changed everything. The accident. The absence of his presence in my story. A month gone in darkness, only to wake up to a world that had moved on… and him married.Now, our lives are tangled in ways I never imagined. His company, my career, and my heart are all on the line. Some heartbreaks don’t end in goodbye. They return colder, richer, and wearing a wedding ring.Will I crumble under the weight of betrayal… or rise to claim my own story?