Playing cards, I am your ancestor! - Chapter 7 - 00 Ah Jiang, you can never escape from the palm of my hand in this lifetime_1

Thea Lynch was seventeen when she injured her ear and temporarily lost her speech. Her parents passed away in a car accident, leaving her and her brother to rely on each other. Later, her brother was transferred for work and left, and she was taken to live at her grandmother's house in Westmere. During this period, her brother entrusted friends to check on her, and the one who visited most frequently was the “Third Brother”—Ian Preston, who was five years older than her.Coronet is over a hundred kilometers away from Westmere, yet he insisted on accompanying her to see doctors, patiently teaching her how to speak, and even appearing at her school gate every evening. He saved all of his gentle caring for her, but everything stopped abruptly before she could muster the courage to confess. Her secret crush was unsuccessful, and a sudden change at home caused her to leave, cutting off all contact with him.When they met again, it was seven years later when she returned home for a matchmaking date and was cornered by him in the restaurant corridor, “That guy downstairs, is he your date? How come after spending several years abroad, your taste has gotten so much worse? With better options around, how can you choose him?”“Who is the better option?” she instinctively asked.Ian Preston: “Me.”[Childhood sweethearts, getting back together, mutual unrequited love]

“What’s my class?”[Beast Tamer – Class E]“..Seriously?”Lee Min-Jae was a workaholic with no social life who died slumped over his keyboard. When he opened his eyes, he was in an RPG-like world — but with the worst class imaginable: Tamer.Tamers were seen as useless. Weak. Limited to disloyal, expensive-to-keep wild monsters.But he wasn’t just any fool. He was a systems-obsessed gamer, an expert at finding exploits and shortcuts.With his cold, analytical mind, he chose to break the game’s rules — by leveraging the most reviled mechanic of all: contracts.Where others saw abomination, he saw an exploit. And he was ready to turn the worst class into something unbeatable.---------------This story have:[Adventure][Smut][MSmut] (no NTR).[Harem][System / LitRPG][Strategy] - cold planning, exploiting mechanics, creative use of abilities.[Cold and Calculating Protagonist] – no naive romance.[Worldbuildin] – rules, politics, economy.[No NTR] – the protagonist is not betrayed, no passive humiliation content.

He is the ruler of the mercenary realm, an overlord that gives headaches to the leaders of any country! For the sake of his friends, he’s willing to sacrifice himself; for the sake of his family, he does not hesitate to spill blood! He is a dragon, one that soars above even the highest of heavens. He’s a power that advances triumphantly through unstable situations, stirring up both the winds and the waters.

Le Yao became a cannon fodder wife for the *sshole CEO, Nangong Jue. As she cherished her life, she quickly signed the divorce agreement and walked away. After she got far away from him, she let herself fly free. Strongly determined to succeed, she returned to school and became the most beautiful scholar on campus. To turn her life around, she started cooking delicious food. When she started to live-stream her cooking sessions, she became a popular cooking goddess. Plus, she even taught line dancing to older ladies, becoming the sassiest dance goddess as she twisted her hips.

Le Yao was speechless. She unintentionally let herself fly free a little too quickly, huh?

Nangong Jue: “It’s fine. No matter how far or fast you fly, you’ll never fly out of my palm.”

A bunch of big shots who want to hug, kiss, and pamper the heck out of Le Yao: “…”

Le Yao: “…”