MTL - Blast! The Group Favorite Fake Daughter Was Spoiled By the Film King and Cried - Chapter 1774 Fu Xiyan: Fu Yingying was not born to her mother, you know

Extras die every day in various ways in the game [Demon King’s Palace 3].

He was an extra when he reincarnated into the game.

I’ll never die. Never.

“Let’s get started.”

Evan had come to a conclusion. He tapped his cheeks as a way of signaling to himself that he had made up his mind.

He would become a character who never dies.

After Jiang Liu Cheng’s parents divorced, both of them quickly formed a new family. Both his parents are married to wealthy families, but even so, no one wanted nor supported him. He was simply kicked around between them as neither family wanted him. Thus, Jiang Liu Cheng, who longed for a home his whole life had decided to find a partner of his own.

He happened to gather up to three blind dates:

A famous director in the entertainment industry
A rich second generation from a certain family
A well-known scriptwriter

……….

Later, he took his new fiance to the banquet and introduce him to others: “My date.”

His remarried parents looking at the face in front of them, which will inherit billions of dollars at any time:? ? ?

Qin Lu is an actor in the entertainment industry and the heir to a wealthy family. He had gotten into a car accident and was later saved by Jiang Lu. In order to repay the favor, he decided to fulfill his wish and introduce him to high-quality blind dates. 

Qin Lu: He is a great director, upstarting in the entertainment industry.

Later: He is a male chauvinist, so I don’t know. 

Qin Lu: Ah! This one is my good friend. He is a rich second generation. I know him quite well. It’s all good.

Later: He is a great guy and all, but he has this first love that he can’t seem to forget.

Qin Lu: What about a well-known scriptwriter? He has written several explosive scripts.

Later: Although, rumors had been going around, and it was said that he is not that very good in that aspect in real life… If you know what I mean.

Qin Lu then smiles at Jiang Liu as he was trying to hint at something while wriggling his brows: You know, I am not that of a macho man. I don’t belittle women. I also don’t have an unforgettable first love. And while we are on the topic, I always work out. I have six-pack abs. 

The director, the rich second-generation man, and the screenwriter who was victimized by the wind commentary: “f*ck that man.”

- Description from Novelupdates

Gu Nianshen had thought all along that he was raped by an older lady five years ago when he got really drunk at a nightclub. When he met a child who resembled him and Lin Yiqian, he carried the child in his arms.

“Where is your Mommy?” He asked. Calmly, the child pointed a finger at the screen of his phone.

“There. She’s performing at a concert.” Coincidentally, the screen was displaying how a wealthy fan gifted the female singer on stage with 999 roses.

Gu Nianshen’s facial expression turned spiteful as he gave his secretary an order. “Give Lin Yiqian a call. Tell her that her son has been kidnapped. She will have to turn herself in to get him in return.”

“Bad guy…” Before the child could finish uttering his sentence, his biological father had placed a hand over his mouth. “You are being kidnapped!” Gu Nianshen fumed.

- Description from Novelupdates

The Jiuzhou Continent contains an era of chaos and fiendish demons, haunted by mysterious beings and fraught with feuding martial families, demonic sacred grounds, and endless struggles between various powers. Conflict is a constant throughout the world.Within such darkness, Gu Chen opened his eyes to this reality.At the same time, he discovered that as long as he slew these fiendish demons and ghosts, his cultivation strength could continually elevate.Killing a Panic Level Demon yields a decade's worth of cultivation.Slaying a Ghost Level Fiendish Ghost brings thirty years of cultivation....Eventually, one day, staring at the endless swarm of fiendish demons and world-renowned grandmasters in his path, Gu Chen chuckled lightly, “Are you able to withstand this fist of mine, charged with 1600 years of cultivation?”