Two times rejected Luna, the desire of all Alphas - Chapter 503 - Denver, You’ll Kill Her

Ren Zhouyuan, who loves to study Chinese culture since childhood, has never imagined that his own life would one day be subverted by a foreigner.

Not only do these foreign devils not love the Chinese, but they also scoff at him, looking at his eyes like watching a fool.

After getting drunk, Ren Zhouyuan is for no reason pregnant with a ball, and actually gave birth to a child as a man. This kid is blonde; almost do not have to verify who he is from the “handwriting.”

Ren Zhouyuan does not want to make that arrogant foreigner part of his life, but after fate tied them tightly together again, he found that there was a big difference between this man and the arrogant fighting nationality he imagined.

Leonid: Honey, what does ” Jijiwai Wai*” mean?
Ren Zhouyuan: Refers to people like you
Leonid: But I’m not chirping ah …

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The 18-year-old Tong Yan has gotten married. The marriage partner looks mature and handsome, but also serious and stubborn. After living together, he felt that the other man was just seriously raising a child. At least before they got together, Tong Yan never thought he was capable of speaking such words as “I can’t sleep because I miss you so much”.

A fuming Tong Yan after pregnancy: Don’t tease me (╥╯ ^ ╰╥)

A Zhuo Xiang Ming asking for a good morning kiss while fixing his tie: People who constantly feel they’re being teased say they’re afraid to speak

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Ren Wu died once.Two thousand years ago, he was the Imperial Chancellor who governed Hell itself—an Auditor who enforced cosmic law, taxed gods, and sentenced demons with a brushstroke.Then Heaven and Hell cooperated.He was assassinated before he could finish signing a decree meant to fix the cycle of reincarnation.Now, he has awakened in the body of a dying factory owner at the bottom of the modern Underworld.His wealth is his health.His business is survival.His enemies are corporations, gangs, ancient clans—and the government of Hell.While others cultivate to become immortal heroes, Ren Wu cultivates assets.He monopolizes supply chains.He weaponizes contracts.He turns gangs into employees.He turns ancient cultivation manuals into corrected instruction manuals.To Ren Wu, modern cultivators are not warriors.They are illiterate workers using corrupted translations of Hell’s employee handbooks.As Ren rebuilds his corporate empire, fragments of his sealed memories return…Why did his archaeologist parents send him an ancient coffin before vanishing?Why does the Administration desperately want him erased?Why does every ancient family’s sacred art trace back to Hell?To uncover the truth, Ren Wu must do what he does best:Acquire political shields.Build unions.Exploit loopholes.Rewrite laws.Because in this world…You don’t punch judges.You don’t sue gangsters.And you never fight the system.You become the system.

Yours Truly shall have all of you bow down to me!

Arriving in this brand-new world, Lin Fan found himself in possession of a system which allows him to level up indefinitely unbounded by the limitations of this world. Upon learning a powerful technique of Monkey Steals Peaches, Lin Fan realises that he’s poised to literally become the strongest person in this entire world. But of course, how boring would that be unless the whole world gets to know about his great name?

Shameless. Righteous. Smart. Lin Fan will let no one (or balls) stand in his way to glory!

Hilarious for all the wrong reasons and exciting for all the right ones, this novel will definitely have you roaring out in laughter and set your blood pumping all at the same time. Join us in this rollercoaster of a masterpiece with Lin Fan and his trusty sidekicks as he shows the world what it truly means to be YOURS TRULY.

There is a person, whose entire life is a legend. There is a person, whose extraordinariness radiates from his brows There is a person, his name is Lin Fan. Everybody: “Lin Fan, I want to have your babies.” A dominating life of unrestrained swag needs no explanation.