The Villain’s Sister Suffers Today - Chapter 103

Dress up as a man#

What is White Moonlight?

The white moonlight is like the bright moon in the sky.

What I can’t get is always acting as a real. Bai Yueguang. As a real. Bai Yueguang. Wen Xien takes the plot seriously, but every time the plot collapses, I can’t bear to look directly.

The scene of a large Shura field.

Sports students who are gradually becoming crazy: “Aren’t we best friends? Isn’t it enough to have me?”

The step-brother who gradually revealed his true nature: “No one in this world loves you except me.”

The opponent who gradually criticized: “They can, why can’t I.”

Gradually perverted junior: “I want to tear you apart, I want to be one with you.”

Wen Xien “…Tong, your mission goals are so perverted, do you know?”

The system sneered: “I forced you out!”

This is a story of a small craftsman who turned the mission target into a snake spirit disease.

- Description from novelbuddy

Chen Ran was reborn, back in 2003.

“Ding, congratulations to the host for activating the football manager system.”

“Ding, the system has acquired the British Championship team Crystal Palace Football Club as a novice gift package.”

Chen Ran, who got a football club at the beginning, was not satisfied.

His goals are bigger,

It’s not just about running a club,

That way the layout is too small.

He has already begun to imagine,

In the future, children with football talents will be selected from China, and then brought to the football league with the highest level in the world for training, training and competition.

Fight for the rise of Chinese football!

And the Crystal Palace Club can just do this springboard.

- Description from novelbuddy

He died on the wedding of the girl he had a crush on, after a long and successful career. After convincing Yama to send him back to the world, he decides to fix the areas in which his life went wrong. Realizing the lack of love and romance in his past life, he sets out to conquer the hearts of various women.

Though it may be a dream weathered, crumpled, fading,I held on without surrender.Through each repeated day, running toward tomorrow’s light,I became a knight, resolute and bright.