Producer System: My Girlfriend is a Cellist - Chapter 134 - 115 This Damn Charm (4K)_2

Zara Hansley had always believed herself forsaken by the gods due to the terminal illness she was diagnosed with. Every doctor she visited had declared she would not live past her 23rd birthday.Yet, when left with only a few months to live, Zara found out that the root of her illness was a curse, one which she could break. Just like that, she was given a new chance at life—she had to scour the earth for the cure in just a few short months or succumb to her fate.Fate, however, was a funny thing—it brought her to a stranger that would alter the course of her life forever, and his life by her.Born to an ancient family, Amir Frostcrown was cursed to bring misfortune to any female around him. Not only that, he was able to hear the thoughts of others, thus further drawing a line between him and other ordinary folk. As such, while these abilities amassed him an enormous wealth over the years, he was destined to live a loveless life of solitude.That all changed when his and Zara’s paths crossed. As someone that was completely unaffected by his curses and abilities, Amir Frostcrown was immediately intrigued by this dying girl.One dream, one vow, and two curses. That was all it took for Zara to tumble from the world of reality into fantasy. Would she be able to find her cure in time? When secrets are revealed, would Zara and Amir Frostcrown stand the test of time?***“We were fated to be from the beginning!” he amusedly declared as he looked at her dotingly, eyes sparkling and only her image visible in his blue eyes.“I don’t believe in fate!” Zara mumbled softly as she looked to the ground, afraid of facing him and the undeniable truth he spoke of.“But don’t you see?” Amir asked. “Isn’t fate what led us to this very moment?”

The frail and sickly Wen Jiexi had always wanted one thing: a healthy body and like a dream come true, one day, she was selected by the system!

System: The amazing me shall grant you a strong physique and divine strength! However, you have to maintain your health through monthly missions! If you fail to complete them~well, then you’ll stay as a female King Kong, forever~

Wen Jiexi: What?! Will I no longer be able to live my life freely again?!!

Mother with an alarmed expression: My frail daughter is actually trying to do the most sit-ups possible?!

Father made a strange face: My delicate daughter ran on the treadmill for an hour?!

Brother’s expression crumbled: Can anyone tell him how his cute little sister who is as precious as a delicate white flower…was actually able to use one punch to break a sandbag and smash a hole through the wall!!!

Through a series of unexpected circumstances, she was pulled into the entertainment industry and became a female martial artist!

Female Fan: Our darling Wen is the most awesome! She’s even more handsome than a man!

Male Fan: The girls today are so domineering! To be able to throw away all of one’s shame, I want that feeling too!

The frozen expression after being hugged by the princess from behind: …..

Wen Jiexi held up a hand: No, no, no! It’s not like that!

- Description from Novelupdates

A supreme expert in the Immortal World had died, and a strand of his soul returned to its original body on Earth. Tang Xiu discovered with amazement that ten thousand years passed in the Immortal World, yet only a single year passed on Earth.

What happens when, in the midst of struggling to keep up with life, you suddenly discover that you were a princess in a past life? Now, you're just a waitress with a drunken mother and a pile of bills to pay. But deep down, you know one thing: you’ll find the stupid jerk responsible for ending your royal life, no matter what it takes.Alexia POV:Then there are the spoiled, narcissistic rich jerks who think their daddy's car gives them a free pass to treat women like objects. Not today, Satan. These guys are like walking perfume ads with egos bigger than their bank accounts. I swear, they should just marry themselves—they're clearly their own type.When one of those jerks lands at my table, I can smell the entitlement from a mile away. I don't even wait for the inevitable sleazy pickup line or the “accidental” brush of their hand against mine. Nope. I pawn them off on one of the other waiters faster than you can say “unpaid rent.”