The Female Psychology PhD Who Time Traveled to the Royal Harem - Chapter 14: Sick Pretending

When he woke up, Yang Yuan found himself reborn.

When he was one year old, “Ah, not only rebirth, but also transmigration.”

At the age of three, “Goldfinger is finally in place!”

Portable space is handy.

Fourteen years old, “What the hell is my golden finger?”

Yang Yuan screamed in the sky…

Thirty-year-old, Yang Yuan, who was hugging from left to right, stood on Emperor Tread Peak, pointing to the vast land, “This is the country that I have conquered!”

Omg, golden fingers are so fragrant!

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The first time they met on a blind date, Ji Sang agreed to Fu Yisi's proposal to get married.The second time they met, they tied the knot at the civil affairs bureau.The third time they met, just back in the country, Ji Sang looked at the man who came to pick her up and decided she wanted him to be her model.Ji Sang thought her husband, whom she married through an arranged marriage, was a gentleman on the outside but cold and indifferent on the inside.But unexpectedly, the man turned out to be so sultry and scheming!Fu Yisi: 'Do you like jawlines, hmm?Fu Yisi: 'Want to touch?'Fu Yisi: 'Am I good enough? You can check yourself.'Ji Sang is a giant in thought but a dwarf in action, rendered powerless by his teasing. She imagined it countless times until one day after an argument between them, Dr. Fu leisurely took off his shirt.'Didn't you want to shoot me? I'll let you shoot to your heart's content.'A socially anxious and aloof photographer x A cold-faced, quiet, sharp-tongued but kind-hearted Dr. Fu.

Su Li has never expected that those she met in her first life would follow her to a new life in a new family.

A Lovecraft- inspired darker, grittier One piece fanfic. A fanfic based on emotion and madness. A fanfic not for the faint hearted.----------------Regret. I have been drowning in it for far too long. I’ve regretted every choice I’ve made, every mistake I’ve carried, every moment of my past. I’ve regretted the present I live, the path I walk. Even my future, uncertain as it may be, has been tainted by regret.But not anymore. I refuse to live under its shadow. Yet, I know the truth—I don’t have the power to escape it completely.Am I not like a flicker of flame? So fragile, so fleeting—one puff, and I’m gone.Regret has burdened me, weighed me down to make me climb the towering wall of greatness. But I press on.It was all I could do. All I ever wanted to do.