MTL - Demon’s Diary - v7 Chapter 1488 Tiandong

Transmigration + Sweet Petting + Overbearing President

Beautiful Lady of Capital Circle vs. Noble Abstinent Prince of Capital Circle

Fantasy, please don’t overthink it!

Synopsis: In a certain male-oriented novel, the male lead Chi Yu is the prince of the Capital circle. He has been blessed since childhood, gathering little brothers all the way until he finally becomes the world’s richest man.

During Chi Yu’s journey of leveling up and defeating enemies, there must have been cannon fodder villains who get faceslapped by him. The transmigrator Song Luoqiu finds that her brother, Song Luosheng, is that biggest villain.

Song Luosheng is a young master of a prestigious Capital family, same age as the male lead. The two grew up together in the same courtyard. Song Luosheng matches the male lead in looks, abilities and more, but has been ruthlessly suppressed into second place ever since childhood. He sees the male lead as his biggest rival. After continuous failures in his fights against the male lead, Song Luosheng’s personality becomes distorted and he tries to harm the male lead, only to finally be killed by him!

Song Luoqiu has always wanted to save her brother from the fate of a villain. On the other hand, the male lead already wants to call her brother “brother” too.

After some time, Song Luoqiu awkwardly says to Chi Yu: “That’s my brother, you know.”

Chi Yu bows to Song Luosheng: “Brother.”

Song Luosheng grabs his head in agony: “I refuse this marriage!”

…

When Song Luoqiu gets intimate with Chi Yu, she’s not serious about it. But Chi Yu feels extremely happy every day. His little brothers seem to have noticed something and ask: “Boss, do we have a sister-in-law now?”

Chi Yu doesn’t deny it. Soon, the news that Chi Yu has a girlfriend spreads through the circle. Upon hearing it, Song Luoqiu instantly blocks him. What a scumbag!

Not long after, Chi Yu finds her with slightly red eyes, “Song Luoqiu, are you tired of me now?”

The Empire's forces retreated in desperation—trampled by faceless horrors bringing darkness and death to these once beautiful lands.Only the most courageous stood in defiance, forming a last defence to buy the people time to flee—fighting until the final embers of hope burned out.A man stands with a silver sword, like a beacon of hope to those around him. He roared with all his might drawing his blade against the overwhelming enemy!“You face Lancelot, Sword of the Empire! ”These horrors tested the Lord's grit and loyalty in the final moments.“Should my blade break, I will use my body!”The knights had fallen, broken swords for their tombstones, and lords fled, betraying the Empire to survive.“If my body breaks, I'll use my Soul!”Lancelot, the sword of the Empire, fought alone.All hope seemed lost.“And if my Soul fails...”What could a single man and his army do?He fights against the dark tide, blade in hand, heart on sleeve.“I will sell myself to the devil for revenge!”But he was too weak, too fragile.The last Lord of humanity stood against the enemy.Lancelot was a master of the sword, a mortal, neither a God nor a Saint.Miracles were beyond his reach.Now only a broken man impaled on his own destroyed throne.His blade shattered—now, like rose petals, it was scattered across the charred ground.Lancelot's soul was fated for the abyss as the light faded from his eyes.His last ounce of resistance used staring at the man who betrayed the Empire.Now with only the desire to kill, crush and seek revenge smouldering inside him.Now unwilling to die and desperate to fight once again.He desired to fight for the people who supported him.Lancelot refused to surrender, to fall like this.As quietly in the abyss, a voice whispered to him.It tried to entice the Lord, ignite his desire to win and fight again.“If given a second chance, to relive your life with a different choice... Would you Accept?”Blood gathered in his throat, forcing him to reply in his mind.A frail and broken voice'There is no reason to ask, of course!'“No matter the cost?”'Even if I were to lose everything...''If my people can live on. I would sacrifice everything I have!'“You will no longer be the same, a monster, twisted and vicious.”“Will you still accept?”The Lord's heart ached, taking great pride in his humanity.To lose that caused his mind to falter.Finally, out of power, unable to speak or reply with a trembling arm.Lancelot reached out.Towards the raspy voice.Towards the abyss.Towards a new future.[So you would accept after all...]'I must accept.''I must stand tall.''I must not break.''Because...''I am the Lord of humanity![Nay, you are the king of demons]

During the day, Wen Qing wore an OL black and white professional suit, and went to deliver coffee to the president: “Mr. Shang, please enjoy it slowly.

Shang Yinghan behind the desk just ignored her.

Is this all sitting still?

Just when Wen Qing wanted to twist her waist to be more seductive, the personnel department came to inform her that she was fired.

Wen Qing: …

At night, Wen Qing was wearing a large one-piece pajamas, even if she wrapped herself tightly, she still couldn’t escape.

She kicked over: “Didn’t you fire me?”

He held her ankle and pulled her over, asking, “Does your foot hurt?”

Wen lightly said, “I’ve already been fired.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard his restrained but gritted teeth: “Do you have the guts to try dressing like that again and go to the company?

[Missy who relies on her beauty to attack her x boss who is overtly coquettish and secretly coquettish]

[Cookies, Everyday, No Cruelty]

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The new book “Rebirth in the Tokyo Bubble Era” has been uploaded and is collected by Urban Business Literature.

Gu Song, a graduate of Yan University, was reborn back to his sophomore year in 2001.

A new life script, derailed by a book that popped into my head.

From then on, the liberal arts masters need to study the black technology of science and engineering with heart.

From then on, bargain hunting for Internet giants and building a business empire are only basic conditions.

The countdown is beating, money is in competition, technology is in competition, and control is in competition!

In this life, fate must be in your own hands!

Fan group 337202561

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