My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult - Chapter 225 - : An Xiaoruan Sneaks a Peek at the Diary (Request for Monthly Ticket)

Witnessing her fiance’s derailment with her own eyes, she married a “poor and poor” poor second generation.

The next day, jewelry, diamonds, haute couture clothing, luxury cars and mansions were received softly.

He is a domineering president who is cold-hearted and black-bellied in front of others, and he is also a three-good man who spoils his wife, loves his wife, and loves his wife.

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Rumor has it that his cleanliness allergy makes him never touch a woman, but she is a complete exception;

Rumor has it that he is an ascetic man who is so indifferent to strangers that he is extremely gentle in front of her;

Rumor has it that he is generous and neat and never cares about others. After his marriage, he overturns countless vinegar jars every day…

Her married life: sweet, sour, sweet, sweet, bitter, salty;

His married life: Chai, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, vinegar, vinegar, vinegar, vinegar, vinegar, vinegar, tea.

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I’m a policeman, we took over the crime scene, and all the idlers and other people flashed!

Are you a detective? Do you have a formal license? Is it part of the police system? May I list you as a suspect?

Detective? Sorry didn’t hear it.

You want to reason? I’m sorry I’m not interested, but I’m standing there watching us handle the case!

Hey! Don’t move around at the crime scene, it’s you, that kid over there!

——New scum, listen to the teaching

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In the year 2139, the world changed. Fundamentally and irrevocably.

Everything happened too quickly. The sky cracked like an egg and armored dinosaur-like monsters lurched out of the fissure. The split, though small at first, quickly widened. Within a few short hours, these beasts had overrun the world.

Countries, even those who had been enemies for centuries, sounded a global alarm. Political differences were cast aside as humans scrambled to find a solution—any solution—to what became known as the Great Disaster 1.0.

Human experimentations began, first in reluctance, then in earnest. As days turned into weeks and weeks into months, failure rates remained high. Desperate for results, global authorities started turning a blind eye to how experimental subjects were sourced.

Countless victims were kidnapped and trafficked to state-run laboratories. Shi Tian was but one of them. But unlike those who died nameless, in pain, and unrecognizable, he had the fortune of surviving after being injected with humanity’s last hope—an integrated chip.

Except… the chip remained dormant. It seemed that certain circumstances must be met before the chip could be activated. What those circumstances were, even the scientists in charge could not answer.

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In high school, Ling Chen was the most taciturn student in the class, always walking alone with lowered eyebrows and eyes.

The longest sentence Zhu Wenshu ever said to him was just a polite sentence at graduation, “I wish you a bright future, and I will keep in touch in the future.”

Later, Ling Chen really did have a bright future.

He was dubbed a monster rookie when he debuted, sweeping the major music charts, winning various music awards, and was followed by flowers and applause.

It was rumored that Ling Chen’s “Classmate Xiaocan” was written to his first love who had been engraved in his heart.

Friends knew that Zhu Wenshu and Ling Chen were classmates in high school, so they came to gossip: Do you know who his first love was?

Zhu Wenshan shook her head: I don’t know. It might not be from our school.

One day, the class that had been silent for a long time suddenly became active, discussing the hacking of the famous star classmate Ling Chen.

An old classmate privately approached Zhu Wenshu to complain: Thanks to the account hacker, I just found out that my remark in Ling Chen’s Q|Q was “the sixth in the fifth row.” What about you?

Zhu Wenshu laughed out loud, and couldn’t help opening Q|Q, which hadn’t been touched for a long time, and sure enough, she also received the same message.

Ling Chen: Classmate Xiaocan, Part-time Summer Job, Easily Earns 500 RMB a day, Come quickly add my WeChat: JzB1551

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