I Don't Know the Original, I'm Too Busy Trying to Make a Living - Chapter 112

In the previous life, Zuo Xian and his family had a turbulent quarrel, and refused the arranged marriage that they knew each other well.
For three years, Xiying moved behind the scenes to arrange a way for her with his savings.
But who knows, once Lin Qi became so popular, he immediately turned his face and refused to recognize anyone.
The former movie queen was ignored by no one, and she sadly quit the entertainment industry.
After an accidental car accident, when she opened her eyes again, time went back to the eve when she went to Lu Xingxian to divorce her.
It can be tricked by good fortune.
——she came back after all.

Zuo Xian appeared in front of the screen again, produced by a big IP! Hot headlines! Yuji front page!
Everything points to—
Sailor 1: Zuo Xian must have been unspoken!
Water Army 2: There must be something tricky with the director!
Sailor 3: How much did Yuji spend to get it!
However, not long after, the diva Lu Xingxian, who has been behind the scenes for many years, posted a photo on Weibo with the caption: Please advise me for the rest of my life.
——It was a wedding photo, and the person in the picture… was Zuo Xian!
Sailor 1: The photo must be of P!
Water Army 2: Little Xingxing’s account must have been stolen!
Sailor 3: Little Xingxing must have been threatened!
Half an hour later: Zuo Xian reposted that Weibo post with the caption: Although I went the wrong way, I met the right person. I have you for the rest of my life, please give me your advice.
The whole network erupted in an instant——
In fact, this is a story of a person who went wrong in his previous life and met the right person again in this life~

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In order to meet Zuo Xian, Lu Xingxian summoned all the teams that had been out of use for a long time.
When all the dust settled, he answered a phone call when he was leaving the house.
Lu Xingxian, who walked to the quiet room alone, listened to the familiar voice on the phone and said, “Axian, I can’t marry you.”
Lu Xingxian’s eyes were slightly red, but he said calmly to the other end of the phone, “Okay.”
“I keep this liking in my heart, it’s enough for you to be happy.”

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Our consistent aim is to fall in love seriously and spread dog food diligently.

- Description from novelbuddy

Jobs, hobbies, lifestyles—the world has advanced to a point where nothing can be separated from VR anymore. And now, a VR game was released using the most cutting-edge technologies; its name was “Boot Hour, Shoot Curse.” Our protagonist had no choice but to play solo during the closed beta test, but once the game officially launched, she made lots of friends (but not necessarily with the players), formed a huge clan (but not a clan of players), and matured as an individual.

As the head disciple of the number one sect in the world, Luo Jianqing had a brilliant reputation. He was the most respected senior brother of his junior brothers and sisters: the last disciple of the cultivation world’s number one cultivator, Luo Jianqing greatly respected his master’s teachings, not crossing his limits by even half a step.

Afterwards…… he was stabbed to death just like that by the main character with his sword. His master’s sword.
Luo Jianqing: “……”
The heavens wants me dead, yet I refuse to die! See if the will of the heavens is more fearsome, or if the will of my sword is more stubborn!

Wu Yin: “Jianqing, I have something to say to you.”
Luo Jianqing: “Master, I also have something to say to you.”
Wu Yin: “… you speak first?”
Luo Jianqing: “You speak first.”
Wu Yin: “I like you.” / Luo Jianqing: “I want to top you.”
Wu Yin: “……”

- Description from Novelupdates

A generation of hegemons, betrayed by betrayal, besieged by forty-nine strong men, tragically killed and robbed the mountain, re-lived once, he will re-enter the peak; strong rise, into the chaotic star field, exhausted 100,000 strong, Wusheng dead and kill, The impact is high!

- Description from 69shu translation