MTL - Perfect Encounter - Chapter 129

She was the godly thief of the 24th century, yet she was reincarnated as a good-for-nothing idiot with no parents. Not only that, she had to bend her will according to her relatives’ mood. Idiot? Trash? Very well, sooner or later, she will show these group of silly earthlings what it means to be too late for regrets!

“If I do it all over again, give me excellent physical talent, and give me excellent skills, I will definitely be like those historical NBA superstars.”

Lian Dao originally thought that the above imagination would only appear in dreams, but he didn’t expect that such a “good thing” would suddenly happen to him one day.

Chang Xia is an anomaly in the tribe——

She doesn’t dress up, make friends, or play around. She likes to hoard all kinds of wild vegetables, and she doesn’t eat meat, saying it’s unpalatable. The whole tribe was worried that she would not grow up and die.

When she became an adult, she directly picked up a sick seedling and married her.

later.

Chang Xia used the hoarded wild vegetables to farm and feed the entire tribe; she built houses and roads, so that the tribe would no longer suffer from cold and freezing; she also conquered the entire ancient continent with delicious food.

Finally, the clansman knew that the sickly seedling beside Chang Xia was once the most powerful totem warrior of the tribe. At this time, the clansmen understood that Chang Xia was the most powerful.

- Description from novelbuddy

After being abandoned by her long time boyfriend on their wedding day, Rachael lost all her faith in love and relationships. But that changed when she met Andrew again.

With no hope of finding love again in her life, Rachael agreed to marry her father's best friend's son, Andrew Collins. But little did she know fate had different plans for her.

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Excerpt:

Holding his drunk wife in his arms, Andrew kicked the bedroom door open.

When he placed her in the bed, Rachael slowly opened her eyes. “Are we home?”

“Yes.” Taking her heels off, he covered her with the quilt. “I'll get you some warm water.” But before he could get up, she grabbed his hand.

“What happened? Do you want something else?”

Kicking the quilt off, she crawled in his lap. Placing one hand on his cheek and the other at the back of his neck, she inched closer. “Andrew—”

“Hmm?”

“I think I am falling for you, what should I do?”