His Cute Wife is a Little Crazy - Chapter 701 - SECRETS AND REGRETS

For decades, the brave warriors of the Northern Army fought to keep the world safe from the evil Silent Night. But when the fourth-generation leader, Jin Kwan-Ho is accused of colluding with the enemy, he is forced to disband the sect and commit suicide to protect his son, Jin Mu-Won. With no family and allies left, Mu-Won leads a dreary life under close surveillance… until a surprise attack from the Silent Night gives him a chance to escape to the mountains.

There, the young warrior trains to master the fighting techniques of his predecessors, before the mysterious disappearance of a loved one brings him back to the mainland. Follow Jin Mu-Won as he embarks on a journey to avenge his father’s death and take down the villains who threaten to plunge the world into darkness!

Seojin transmigrated into the novel named ‘777: The Crowned Sovereign’ as Seven, a side character.Here, he was the seventh child of the seventh archduke of the seventh kingdom of the seventh continent.On Earth, he was raised by his seventh stepfather and the child of the seventh ex-wife of the seventh mayor. He even had his seventh maid quit the job.He was also the seventh reader of the novel he transmigrated into.[Welcome, Seventh Reader! Your loyalty has been awarded.]With this many sevens, will he curse it as an unlucky number or… praise it seventy seven times?…Note: The author is a complete newbie and this is the seventh draft. Please don't expect this as such a grand story.Thanks. Merci. Danke. Bedankt. Terima kasih. Gracias. Salamat.Congrats! You just learned how to say ‘thanks’ in seven languages! ;P

He, the direct descendant of the most mysterious family in Haicheng, was regarded as a distinguished man by the entire country A. He did not like to be publicized, low-key and calm, and possessed the most noble bloodline.

She, the only descendant of a family of modern ancient doctors, was framed when she was young, and was thrown into a lunatic asylum together with her mother.

As soon as she fell off the cliff, she slashed wild beasts, searched for ancient grass, a peerless pill furnace, and practiced magic medicine pills.

The transformation of waste, once a god, a medicinal pill, resurrected from the dead, the blood of the underworld, and the supreme legend.

When she returned with contempt, she vowed to turn this sea city upside down, and what she owed her would be repaid tenfold and one hundredfold!

Whoever takes away her property will die; whoever hurts her mother will perish; whoever deceives the world and steals her name will perish.

But people can’t be too flamboyant. If this piece is flamboyant, it will be missed by others, and it is the mysterious big guy who will make people smell it. How to break it.

If there is a man who is always behind you, he wants to spoil you, love you, make money for you to spend, be your punching bag when you are angry, and be happy with you when you are happy.

Seeing the god-like man kneeling on one knee and tying the shoelaces of the trashy lady, the onlookers couldn’t say anything in shock, who said that man never touched women.

Who is the man in front of him who holds the woman with a sticky voice and screams for his sweetheart?

The introduction is incompetent, mainly read the text, the strongest pet marriage in history, a unique modern history of pet marriage, different male and female protagonists, the same greasy pet addiction.

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He called me his ruin. Then he made me one.Alpha Shiloh's rejection wasn’t just a scar—it was a betrayal. He left me shattered. Broken. And I had to rebuild myself in silence.I almost forgot the way his touch once burned like salvation.Now he’s back.Not to beg forgiveness. To bargain. A deadly mission, he says. He promises freedom.But then presence ignites my wolf into a frenzy. She thrashes, desperate to claim him again. But I remember the coldness in his eyes when he exiled me. The way the pack turned their backs as I crawled into the wilderness, half-dead and wholly broken. Hate simmers hotter than desire.Yet here I am, bargaining with the devil who shattered me. Every moment we share is a lie. He doesn’t know about the shadows I’ve fed, the truth I’ve buried.Or the child.One whisper of its existence, and the pack will paint the forest with my blood.But the closer we get to completing his mission, the harder it is to hide… from him, or from the part of me that still craves him.Freedom has a price.So does vengeance.And I’m not sure which will destroy me first.