Emperor of the Mysterious Heavens - Chapter 28 - 039 Succeed

After dumping the Obsessive Tyrant, I was entangled######[Sickly Obsessive Maxim Sinclair VS Cunning Little Fox Summer Lowell]President of Sinclair Group, Maxim Sinclair, is ruthless, unfeeling, and notoriously uninterested in women, never rumored to be with any woman.However, only he knows that the woman bold enough to come undercover beside him, achieving her goal before fleeing, has haunted his sleepless nights for an entire year!Until that day, she unexpectedly returns to the country, parachuting in as the design director of a rival company...“Director Lowell, you used me and threw me away. Did I agree to this?”“Feelings fade, naturally things end. Why must President Sinclair pursue relentlessly?”“Summer Lowell, let me tell you, even if I have to go to hell, I will take you with me!”...People gasp in sympathy, assuming this reckless woman is doomed to a fate worse than death.Little do they know, he has long laid an inescapable net, waiting for her to walk right into it.“I will trap you in a place where only I can see you, forever!”———[The Heroine is Career-Oriented, The Hero is Pathologically Obsessive, Known as the Jealous King of the Demon Capital!]

WARNING: ITS A 18+ BOOKHeena stretched on the warm sand, sipping coconut water. Finally, peace. No scheming heroines, no brooding male leads—just her and the ocean.“HEENA! MOTHER! I FOUND YOU!”Her eye twitched. Not now.Floating above the beach was a golden lion with sparkling wings.“System 547,” she said, gritting her teeth. “I’m on vacation.”“But the worlds are collapsing! Male leads are going crazy! Villainesses are dying! White lotus heroines are ruining everything!”“Not my problem.”“You’re the Black Lotus! Only you can fix this!”“Exactly why I deserve a vacation.”“No rules! Slap them, seduce them, team up with the villainess—anything!”Heena sipped her coconut. “If I say yes, triple points, rare items from every world, and six months vacation after.”“Done! Anything!” the lion shouted, tail wagging.Heena stood, brushing sand off. “Fine. Show me these broken male leads.” Her smirk was dangerous.The portal threw Heena onto cold marble floors. Her head spun as чуж memories flooded in.Empress Celeste Ravencourt.Five husbands.A dying empire.“Great,” Heena muttered. “I’m the villain.”A tiny golden lion appeared beside her. “Welcome to World 12! You’re married to five powerful men who all hate you. They’re meeting tonight to poison you and crown the heroine instead.”“Let me guess,” Heena sighed. “White lotus?”“Lady Seraphina. Sweet, kind, system-backed. They’re all in love with her.”Heena rubbed her temples. The body was weak, starved, exhausted. No wonder Celeste died so easily.“Fine,” she said, pulling off the heavy jewelry. “That empress is dead. I’m not.”She chose a simple dark dress, tied her hair up, and met her reflection. The sadness vanished. Confidence took its place.At dinner, five men waited—cold, powerful, deadly handsome. Warriors, priests, generals, spies. Every one of them wanted her gone.Wine was poured into her glass.Poisoned. Obvious.They watched her closely.Heena lifted the glass, smiling lightly.“To new beginnings.”She drank it all.The silence cracked.Nothing happened.Their faces changed—shock, fear, disbelief.Heena leaned back, calm and smiling.“Now,” she said softly, “which one of you thought killing me would be that easy?”

One day, Fang Jueyu was called into the study by his parents.Fang Father: “Son, you've turned 20 this year, and it's time to tell you some things!”Fang Jueyu: “What is it? You're not going to suddenly tell me you're a wealthy man, are you?”Fang Father is surprised: “You already know?”Fang Jueyu: “What? Really? I was just saying that.”Fang Father: “However, that's not the point. Today, I am going to pass on our family's heirloom that has been handed down from generation to generation to you!”From then on, Fang Jueyu's life underwent a dramatic change.What? You want to talk to me about antiques and calligraphy paintings? Do you want Wang Xizhi's calligraphy or Zheng Banqiao's paintings? Oh, right, Van Gogh even gifted my great-great-great-grandfather a painting!Why, you ask? Because it was my ancestors who funded their education!You want to talk to me about sports cars? Are you talking about Lamborghini, Ferrari, or the Bugatti Veyron? I hold shares in those companies, and I'm even the largest shareholder!What? Your family owns a mine? Sorry, but many of the gold and diamond mines in Africa are ours too!

Rong Xin once traveled and planned for ten years, and finally became the big maid of Miss Di Xin’s trust.
Who knew that the marriage was granted in the palace, and the young lady turned into a queen, or the queen of the young Kangxi
Rong Xin, who was about to breathe a sigh of relief:…
Ma Liu made a new career plan and vowed to be the only female official Fengyi beside the queen!
Since then, the scenery has been in and out, and all directions are pleasing, but also indifferent.
Not wanting that in just nine years, the queen died at an early age, and Rong Xin’s eyes fell on the newly born second son Yinren…
After N years, even the prince will respect her: “Mother Rong.”
Rong Xin: How many times have I reminded it, it’s Aunt Rong, not Mammy Rong (*￣︿￣)

[PS: There is no CP in this article, and it is half overhead. 】

Content tags: Qing Chuan Soul Transformation Gong Dou Female Strong
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One sentence introduction: No CP: The first female official of the Qing Palace
Intention: live, go out and not be a dog

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