You’ve Got The Wrong House, Villain - Chapter 169: “Stop the heretic!”

I once believed I was the heroine of a modern fairytale, blessed with beauty, wealth, intelligence, and a powerful legacy. Men adored me, women envied me, and I was engaged to the most desirable man, Cole Fay. My life seemed perfect, a dream where I held the starring role. But on my eighteenth birthday, that illusion crumbled. The truth hit me hard: I wasn’t the protagonist, nor even the villain or a side character. I was just cannon fodder, a disposable part of someone else’s story. But when fate recognized the cruel joke of my life, I was granted a second chance. This time, I’ll write my own story, living for myself. And this time . . . I will never love you again.

After reading an ancient fairy tale, Ning Yueyue found out that the world was controlled by the villain, the great devil. The ending of him and the heroine.
As the villain’s subordinate, in order to save her life, Ning Yueyue decided to lead the villain and the heroine, and demolished the CP of the original hero and heroine!
So, she took the initiative to find a man with a handsome appearance and extraordinary temperament, who was the male protagonist at first glance.
“You are born so good-looking, you are a perfect match for me, why don’t we get married?”
“I didn’t lie to you, I really fell in love with you at first sight. It’s hard to extricate yourself if you don’t marry or die!”
“When I saw you wearing this shirt, I had already thought about the name of your and my child’s name…”
…
The villain in a vest: “Really?”
After a long time, Ning Yueyue found out that she had made a big oolong, mistakenly identifying the big devil as the male lead of the original book, and failed to facilitate his marriage with the female lead, so she wrapped the package at the speed of light and ran away.
Who knew that the cold and murderous Great Demon King pushed her against the tree full of peach blossoms, his cool lips brushed over her earlobe, and said faintly, “What? You know I’m not him, so you can’t even laugh?”
Ning Yueyue: My life is in danger!
#On how to survive after being a disservice to the boss#
Wait online! in a hurry!
1. This is a sand sculpture novel that wants to tease the boss’s rival in love but ends up picking on his own boss / wants to demolish the male and female protagonists’ CP but locks the CP [no
2. Do not black the male and female protagonists of the original book.
Note: It is not a small three plot! Do not dismantle the official and match the cp, each is affectionate!
The current male protagonist has always liked the current female protagonist, and the reason will be revealed later in the story.
Demining: a. The heroine is a hidden boss, weak in the previous text, strong in the later stage~
b. The previous text has changed the settings, and the text will be revised from time to time later.
c. The world of immortality is privately set like a mountain

Content tags: Special liking Xianxia Cultivation Sweet Wen Shuang Wen
Search keywords: Protagonist: Ning Yueyue, Rong Xiao ┃ Supporting roles: Lu Xueling, Wei Wuzhou ┃ Others:

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