MTL - On How Abusive Essays Become Sweet Essays - Chapter 161 Pheromones (1)

A lonely soul, which was placed under the care of the Lord Protector’s Manor, ended up having her lover stolen by the family’s eldest daughter and dying tragically the day before her wedding.

Somehow, she was reborn in the family as their 14-year-old first wife’s daughter, Ning Xueyan, with a startlingly familiar face.

Step by step, she will ruthlessly scheme to seek revenge as well as uncover the mystery of her tragic death.

Her former fiancee, the flirty crown prince and the bloodthirsty prince, will now bear witness to a vengeful Ning Xueyan becoming the peerless lady of her generation…

Su Yue is a high school student in the world where almost everyone dreams to be a martial artist. Though Su's father is a renowned martial artist, Su has to work as a deliveryman to pay his school fees for his father has been sent to jail and didn't leave even a penny to him. However, a mysterious customer changes Su's life.“You don't need to worry about that, my bounty is one million now, why don't you sell me?”“After taxes, you could keep 600,000.”“So many taxes, I wish I were a martial artist, then I could keep 900,000 of the million!”

‘Yoknapha,’ an international and well-known villainess actress, is suddenly transmigrated into a series she once starred in as ‘Bai Yu,’ a daughter of the senior chancellor. If this world follows the same plot of the story she knows, she will always lose to ‘Bai Hua,’ the heroin.

Nevertheless, if she loses this time, the one who will receive disgrace is not Bai Yu, but Yoknapha herself. That is why this time she will not surrender to the dreadful fate!

If it is determined that a heroine will end up with a hero in every love story, this one has to be different. She will be a villainess who gets to be paired with a hero herself. If wicked deeds bring what she needs, she will stay evil to the end!

That will be easier if a mysterious man Bai Yu does not remember exists does not appear and makes her heart pound like this!

Though it may be a dream weathered, crumpled, fading,I held on without surrender.Through each repeated day, running toward tomorrow’s light,I became a knight, resolute and bright.