MTL - I, Dimension Breaker, Join the Chat Group - Chapter 190

How long will it take for a murdered thief to distill into something monstrous? In this story the darkness only grows stronger, and its reach only grows wider as it expands by devouring the life that surrounds it. This is a dark fantasy where evil is a where, not just a who that focuses on slow progression, undeath, and atmospheric storytelling.

Yu Anwan backhanded the divorce agreement and disappeared without a trace.

Six years later, Yu Anwan came back gorgeously with her cute baby.

Wen Jin looked at him anxiously: “I am Daddy.”

Yu Dabao, Yu Xiaobao: “Mummy said, Daddy is dead!”

Wen Jin: “…”

- Description from novelbuddy

Ning Jiang's father was a famous bridge designer but he was framed and the bridge he designed fell. He couldn't bear what happened and died soon. After his death, Ning Jiang's mother married another man who already had a daughter.

The new family treated Ning Jiang badly. Her stepsister, Mo Lan, even got involved in her relationship on purpose. As a result, her boyfriend betrayed her and Ni Jiang's heart was broken.

Meanwhile, Ning Jiang discovered that what happened to her father might be related to her stepfather or a man, Luo Hanshang, the fiance of her stepsister, who was in power of a huge business empire.

To find out the truth behind her father's case and even take revenge, she set up a trap for Luo Hanshang and attracted him successfully. She helped him solve a big case and won his trust. Then he married her as she planned. As time went by, he fell in love with her and even melted her heart, but she never gave up revealing the truth...

“Hey, Yoshi-kun. I think you’re——”

Hearing that voice for the first time stopped me in my tracks. On my way home from school. On the playing field of our junior high, and at the bookshop in front of the station. And then in the empty lot where the white cat slept. Shiina Yuki, the strange girl who somehow knew all about me, always approached me like that.

We laughed, cried, got angry, held hands. Again and again, we repeated those disappearing memories and ephemeral promises. That’s why I never knew. I never knew the value of Yuki’s smiles or the meaning of her tears. Nor even the singular sentiment behind her many ‘Nice to meet you’s.

This is a captivating, heartrending tale of meetings and partings.