Flirting Mistake: I Married My Ex's Billionaire Uncle Overnight - Chapter 58: This Pose Is Really Ambiguous

It was understood that this was a capitalist country, where the possession of the greatest amount of capital determined to whom the nation effectively belonged.The smile that had been resting on William Sheffield’s face was abruptly erased as his expression turned cold. In a tone laced with determination, it was demanded by him that the police be contacted immediately so that they could crush those who stood in their way. The reasoning behind his words seemed clear: if such actions had been taken before by someone like Rockefeller, then why should it not also be possible for Sheffield?A sense of irony hung in the air as the sentiment was expressed—this was America, where each day seemed to unfold as though it were part of an ongoing shootout, with battles fought not just with guns but with power, influence, and wealth.

Luo Xuange finally defeated the martial arts leader to dominate the rivers and lakes, and died of poisoning before he had time for thousands of years.

When he woke up, he had been reborn on the body of a little girl in another world. Not to mention one more marriage contract, the object is still a woman.

In order to help the little girl fulfill her last wish and make money to support her family, Master Luo decided to enter the entertainment industry and become the most dazzling star.

Question 1: Do you have any specialties?
Master Luo: I can fly over the eaves and walk the walls, knives, guns, swords, and halberds, and I can also play chess, calligraphy, painting, dancing, and singing. Are these my specialties?
reporter:……

Question 2: I heard that you and An Yinghou have been dating for more than a month, is this true?
Master Luo: False, we have been married for more than a year.
reporter:! ! !

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- Description from novelbuddy

When he was five years old, Xiao Yihan swaggered into Jiang Wei’s room, hugging his little quilt: “Jiang Xiaowei, there’s no one at my home. My dad doesn’t feel assured leaving me alone and told me to come over and sleep at your place.”Jiang Wei stared at him with her wet, round eyes: “If you sleep here, where will I sleep?”Xiao Yihan patted the spot next to him on the bed and said with a serious little adult-like expression: “Here. After all, I’m going to marry you sooner or later. Don’t worry, I’ll take responsibility!”Jiang Wei: “……”What kind of responsibility could a little kid who only plays in the mud take?A story with a bit of sweetness about a cold, aloof dance major girl versus a mischievous medical school heartthrob guy.