MTL - I Am the Cutest in the Universe - Chapter 37

“The useless daughter of the Su Family, Su Ye, had gone crazy after being rejected by the Bo Corporation’s President!

On the first day, she touched her father’s head. “Nephew, I think this project I found is good. You can go auction for it tomorrow.”

The next day, she dug up the Su family’s ancestral grave with a shovel and muttered, “I remember that it was buried here?”

On the third day, she patted the shoulder of a certain clean freak CEO. “Little Bo, even if the marriage didn’t work out, we still have feelings for each other. I’ll give you a discount on this medicine, just give me six million.”

…

Su Ye, the most ambitious woman in the business world who had died 40 years ago, had coincidentally been reborn into the body of his grandniece.

Thus...

In the department of inheritance notarization, a large inheritance that had been shelved for 40 years was claimed.

The museum was surprised to see that a mysterious person had donated an astronomical antique that disappeared 40 years ago for free.

Hacker Alliance. An account that no one had been able to identify who was behind it for more than 40 years suddenly came online.

Mysterious Sister became popular online. K.O. Stone Gambling Master, Reincarnated God of Medicine, Big Sister Carrier, Taekwondo Grandmaster…

Tens of thousands of people wanted to pamper her, and the Su family’s doorstep was frequented by the seventy to eighty-year-old childhood friends of hers who were big shots of various fields.

A certain ex-fiancé was filled with jealousy. “Make it hot. Don’t affect my fiancée’s college entrance examination.”

Zhen Xiang might be late, but he would never be absent.

Bo Yunli never looked at her in his eye before marriage.

After the divorce, Bo Yunli suddenly asked, “Which project do you like? I’ll bid for it and give it to you.”

“These are the gold shovels and keys to the Bo family’s cemetery. Dig whichever you like.”

“That’s true. The prescription is priceless and six million RMB is too little. How about exchanging it for the position of the Bo Corporation’s Young Madam?”

As part of the imperial family, every move by Chu Yuan in this game of chess is made with apprehension, fearing that with a moment of inattentiveness, the whole match will be lost in a single move. Ascending to the throne at eighteen, not half a year passes before civil strife erupts in Yun Nan. Though the thoughts of the old guard at the imperial court are not exactly identical, they are all waiting to see how the new emperor will put an end to this. Unexpectedly, before this side could make a move, a few thousand miles away, the King of Xi Nan, Duan Bai Yue, had already personally commanded troops to attack in all directions; not half a year had passed when peace was restored. Sparse moonlight shines into the palace; Chu Yuan stamped the wax seal himself, and had a secret letter sent urgently to Yun Nan 800 miles away — this time, what must we(1) give in exchange? Brush marks passed through the back of the paper; it almost can be seen, when writing this line, how angry the young emperor was. Duan Bai Yue spread out a piece of paper unhurriedly, replying with only one word. You.

Every novel has a slag character, the one who decides to abandon the protagonist at his lowest, most helpless point, either because he can’t stand the poor guy’s circumstances or for other reasons. But after the protagonist wins his way in life again, they’re the ones who beg with broken sobs to be taken back.

Still, water once spilled can’t be recovered again.

Yet the unlucky Shen Jiayan has been bound to a Water Recovery* System to do just that.

*water recovery – comes from an idiom that means “spilled water can’t be recovered” (English equivalent: there’s no use crying over spilt milk).

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In 2120, the level of human science and technology has once again reached a new level.

The birth of a new race, the virtual metaverse world that can make consciousness immortal, the freezing technology that can use time to fight against terminal illness, and the brand-new capital arena… Dazzlingly appeared before the eyes of the natives of the earth.

How can humans and AI coexist? Which one is more dignified, life by idling or natural death?

Confusion, confrontation, venting, and shouting seem to have become the norm… On Zhang Yunxi’s eighteenth birthday, his whole family was killed by a nanny. He came to a place called Qingshan Theological Seminary full of doubts.

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