Rebirth of the Best Businesswoman at School - Chapter 1129 - What Kind of Trap

“But he is a good man,” she argued to see his eyes narrow at her words.

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!

Read the Tags----A guy dies and is asked by the trouble maker ROB to choose one orb that will decide his fate, the guy in spite to the ROB takes two orbs, and after a series of cause effects he gets reincarnated into a solo leveling alternative reality three years before Sung Drip Woo gets his system.Oh yeah, Adam has a better version of the Nano Machines.What will he do? well, come to read!----This is a rewrite of the original story, i decided to do it after revising the chapters and reading the comments of the readers.This made me understand my mistakes and how i should have written this story.How i should have used the nano machines as well how Adam should have behaved with his decisions.So i decided to make a What If that is praticaly i trial to see if i understood the feedbacks and managed to raise the quality of the novel.The first 4 chapters are identical from the original and it's from the 5th chapter where Adam takes the money for reporting the portal that things change.But i suggest you all to reread the first 4 since you don't lose anything.This time i will take a different way.I owe you all this as an apology and a promise to write a good work.Thank you for your patience.

He is a firefighter, his face blackened by smoke, coming from the flames, and in one glance, his life was set.The first time he met the young girl, she bent slightly towards him and said, “Sir...”He was amused, thinking she was a little eccentric...She had never seen such a handsome man, tall like a general, and when their eyes met, she was bewildered and forgot she wasn't in the palace...Later, during the school art performance, the young girl sat on stage, dressed in ancient costume, with a veil covering her face, holding a pipa, her eyebrows shy, appearing both delicate and graceful...He raised his alluring eyes, recalling the girl said she knew a little about musical instruments and chess; she was modest.Seeing him in the audience, her heart raced, wanting to perform well but accidentally struck the wrong chord, fortunately unnoticed by him...Later still, the young girl, now grown, suddenly confessed to him, and the usually calm and composed man was caught off guard...It was a love she had hidden deep in her heart for many years, like shards of glass in her palm, both a patient endurance and impulsive agony...The joy of love at first sight, a hidden affection...She would never know that the brother she secretly admired had been waiting for her to grow up...