The Anomaly's Path - Chapter 35: Recovery

Xiong Zhi ran away from her unwanted marriage.

That day, Linfeng, her aide, died while protecting her. The man who she held dearly in her heart died in her arms.

In her last breath, she uttered,

“Never again to be weak...Never again wasted our precious time...I’ll promise...In the next lifetime... I will protect you...and..love you...”

Full of regrets, she closed her eyes, wanting to be united with the man in the underworld.

However, when she opened her eyes, she found herself in her sixteen-year-old body.

Realizing she had a second chance, the cold, indifferent, obedient, and meek young miss of the Xiong family was reborn as a strong, sharp, vengeful, bold, and confident woman.

In this lifetime, she will fulfill her promise with no regrets.

Of course, including seducing Linfeng again.

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This is my first novel and my original. English is not my first language. So please pardon me for any gramatical errors.

All characters, name, place and plots are from my own world.

Thank you!

Happy Reading (*^▽^*)

In simple terms, this is a story of unstoppable vests in the world of superheroes.

Phantom Thief Kidd: If the Phantom Thief is a creative artist who steals treasures with flamboyant methods, then the New York police is just following the Phantom Thief and is just a critic at best.

Ip Man: Wing Chun, Ip Man.

Kizaru: Speed ​​is power. Have you ever been kicked by the speed of light?

- Description from novelbuddy

Ruan is good at reading books.
Moreover, it is the white lotus fiancée of the heroine’s early dead father in the novel of the dog-blooded wealthy.
Ruan Hao: Is there such a good thing?
I wanted to raise a puppy and run away with money as an adult, but I accidentally found that the hostess table was full of books—
“Thirty-six Strategies for Wisdom Fighting Stepmothers”, “How to Get a Fox Spirit to Go Out of the House”, “One Hundred Ways to Straighten a Bent”
Ruan Hao: ? ? Did something weird get in there?
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Yan Ning grew up in the smoke of a wealthy family, and with the ability to make money, he was able to call the wind and the rain in the school. As a result, when he was seventeen, he was an orphan.
Her father also asked the vixen who wanted to kill her to fight for the family property to take care of her.
In the beginning, Yan Ning: Vixen, either you die or I live! Provoked me and didn’t end well!
Later, Yan Ning blocked the fox spirit at the door of the house and said the most cowardly words in the toughest tone: Be my girlfriend! I beg you!
Vixen Ruan Hao: … The way this book is opened is not right.

The age difference is six years old, no sweetness, no money
Acting school white cut black school tyrant x cute heartthrob president
-Where you are, I belong.

#This is an ordinary love story that everyone thinks the other party wants to kill you#
#Ruan Hao has no relationship with the heroine’s father#
#The protagonists are all adults when they are in love, no blood relationship and legal kinship#

Content Labels: Happy Enemy System Sweet Text Wearing Books
Search keywords: protagonists: Yan Ning, Ruan Hao
One-sentence introduction: The little wolf dog, the eternal god
Purpose: To carry forward the spirit of righteousness and courage, and build a harmonious society together

- Description from novelbuddy

It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned.When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation.“Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac.“Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.”Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier.But vengeance turns slippery when every command she hisses ignites his obedience, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more.”The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?