Becoming the Villainess: I Dominate the Cultivation Realm with My Wok! - Chapter 42

Lives are a currency, and Noah Vines is rich.Reincarnated into the body of a poisoned magic school professor, Noah is given more than just a second chance at life. Every time he dies, his body reforms. With infinite variations of runic magic to discover and with death as a painful soul wound rather than a final end, Noah finally has a chance to wander the lands of the living once again. And this time, he plans to get strong enough to make sure that he never has to wait around in the afterlife again.

The first time they meet, he arrests her under suspicions that she's involved in a murder case. He's so handsome that she, as the head of an entertainment company, is determined to recruit him into her company, train him to be a star, and make him her cash cow! But he is neither short of money nor fame and refuses her. So she decides—to make him her boyfriend first.“I'm 5'4” tall. Do you think I need to tiptoe to kiss you?” She smiles brightly, ogling at him. The man gives her a deadpan glance. “Are you daydreaming?” She licks her lips and smiles. “Yes, I'm dreaming about having sex with you.” “......!!!”A few months later, Song Yi finally loses her patience and asks, “Do you like me or not? I've been chasing you for so long!” Tang Si smiles and whispers to her, “Miss Song, this can only prove that you're not attractive enough.” Annoyed, Song Yi is about to retort only to hear his husky and sultry voice. “Let me teach you—how to attract a man.” Her mind goes blank!At first, she imagines Tang Si to be a mature and reliable man, but it turns out that he's actually lazy, naughty, and damn good at seducing women!…“What would you do if you hadn't chosen to be a policeman?”“Be a star.” The man cracks a smile.“Become CEO Song's… sugar baby.”Everyone is shocked. “How dare this woman poach someone from our police force?”

Emperor Yongning craved a daughter but had eighteen sons instead. Desperate, he consulted a diviner: “Am I fated to have a daughter?” The diviner replied, “Your Majesty, you already have a daughter.” Yongning dismissed it: “I have eighteen sons, no daughter.” The diviner insisted: “Seventeen sons, one daughter.” Yongning scoffed, “Impossible!”Until one day, Yongning’s eighteenth “son,” Jun Ning, appeared in a pink dress, hair in twin buns, beaming: “Father, I’m not a prince—I’m your longed-for princess!” Yongning spluttered, “Nonsense! You’re my son.” Jun Ning retorted, “No, I’m your daughter.”“Guard! Verify her!” The results were undeniable—Jun Ning was a girl.Yongning’s eyes widened: “...I... I have a precious daughter!”