A Monster Who Levels Up - Chapter 118

As the eldest daughter of the Yang Family's main branch, Yang Ruxin's pleasure was building the family fortune and supporting her younger siblings. But why was that blind and lame guy such a Relentless Spirit?When she cooked, he would come to light the fire;When she set up her stall, he would follow to hawk her goods...“I say, Mr. Gu, do you have to help with everything I do?” Yang Ruxin asked with a hint of annoyance.“Yes,” Mr. Gu nodded earnestly.“Then right now I want to...”“Wife.” Mr. Gu hurriedly stood up from his wheelchair, “as long as we don't part, I'll give you anything you want.”

It was said that the young lady from the Chi family, who was raised in the countryside and didn't even finish her sophomore year of high school, was brought back home. People were looking forward to seeing her become a laughingstock.

Unexpectedly—

Why did the grandchildren and sons of Kyoto's top prestigious families eagerly join the same class as Chi Gui?

Why did a world-renowned medical expert converse so kindly and familiarly with Chi Gui?

And then there's the ruthless, unapproachable prince of the Fu family, whose demeanor did a complete 180, showing off Chi Gui daily in chat groups?

Others:

“My girlfriend cooks well!”

“My darling plays the piano well!”

Fu Si: “My wife excels at dissecting corpses.”

Crowd: …

Chi Gui: …

These people are so annoying.

[A steel-hard, candid major boss lady X refined but flirty business tycoon]

The Count of Chronia’s youngest son became a warlock to live.

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Originally titled “The End of the World Chef’s Journey through the Story of Bringing Babies”

The era is empty, the life is plain, and the role of space is auxiliary, not the main plot.

Qin Xiaoguo did a good job as a cook in the last days, but who would have thought that she would travel to a famine era when she couldn’t get enough to eat.

I opened my eyes and looked at myself, naked, with dark hands and a face that I couldn’t see clearly. Before I could figure it out, I was thrown down by a force, and then I screamed, mother!

Well, Qin Xiaoguo admitted that from the end of the world in 3042 to the 42nd year of Shao Kingdom, spanning three thousand years of time and space, looking at the poor and barely calling home, and the cheap and thin people who hugged their legs and cried bitterly and were hungry. Black son, do it!

Fortunately, there is also a little comfort that his net worth in the last days has come with him, and it has also become a space ring.

Son, my mother won’t starve you! Dry it!

A few years later, Xiaoguo was very relieved to see the fat and white son, but what was the matter with this man who came to the door! ?

The man looked pitifully at the lady who wouldn’t let him in: lady~

Small fruit? ? ? ?

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