Ghostly Masked Prince Xiao: Pampering and Spoiling the Little Adorable Consort - Chapter 247 – You are not truly happy (1)

After being bound to a self-help system, Xia Changhan lived in deep water every day.

System: You have to counterattack and fight beautifully!

Xia Changhan: No, I can’t do it.

System: You can hook up with the scum’s backer, such as his mother/his sister/his fiancee/his boss/his second uncle‘s sister!

Xia Changhan: No, I can’t do it.

System: Perform well or your wage will be deducted.

Xia Changhan: I will work hard!

Xia Changhan was repeatedly commended by the leader of the Space-Time Bureau.

When imparting experience to new colleagues at the year-end meeting, she burst into tears: “I only have three words for everyone- do it yourself!”

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*Slow Burn Historical Fantasy Novel*

Elise had about to change into the dress that was lying on the corner of her bed when she heard a knock lightly calling from her door. Curious, she turned the door knob only to have a tall man towering in front of her.

“Master Ian!” She called.

Ian smiled with the usual mischievous smirk that he always used. His crimson eyes trailing a little over her room and spotted the black dress over her bed and shifted his eyes over to the woman in front of him. He stepped forward and spoke. “Where did you acquire that dress?”

“Mr. Harland gave it to me.” Elise replied and strained her neck to see Ian’s brows knitted in its elegance.

“Do you know why a man would love to give a woman a dress?” He gave the riddle that she always had to think twice before replying. But this time, she found no answer and instead shook her head. “I don’t know.”

His grin grew bewitching as though something had stirred deep inside the scarlet eyes that he had. He slowly slid his hand over the collar of her dress, sending a cold shiver that startled her for a moment due to its freezing temperature. After unbuttoning the first two buttons on her collar, he tilted his head down, whispering to her ears. “Because they want to be the one to undress the cloth.”

He paused and kissed her neck, turning the pale skin to red before retracting his move to fix his eyes on her and leisurely replied. “Unfortunately, you can’t wear the dress over there with this.” He chuckled and passed a box over to her hand. “And the fortunate news is I prepared a dress for you.”

Elise was a cursed little girl who could see ghosts. Her family hated her and threw her from one adoptive family to another. However, misfortune didn't act alone. When she was brought up by her aunt, she was sold as a slave. When she had thought she would become nothing but a sacrifice to the sorcerer, she was saved by a man whose identity was far different than a normal mythical being.

The new story, “Rebirth of the Goddess: Mr. Mu, Be Gentle,” has begun.It's a combination of top student, goddess, counterattack, supernatural abilities, and a detached yet restrained male lead.She was a superstar who won the Best Actress award three times in her previous life, with immense popularity. Yet, she foolishly served as a stepping stone for others, and after her death, didn't even have a proper burial place.Upon reopening her eyes after reincarnation, Qiao Xiaren slowly curled her lips. She intended to repay all her debts. In this life, she was determined to make those who had hurt, harmed, insulted, and slandered her wish they were dead.Reborn, she became a national goddess in the entertainment industry with thousands of fans, wielding her beauty and acting skills to dominate the entertainment world.He, a man of extraordinary background, was persistently pursuing her, “Woman, once I set my eyes on you, you can't escape.”A match between two formidable powers, this is a refreshing story.

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.”