Help! My Moms Are Overpowered Tyrants, and I'm Stuck as Their Baby! - Chapter 116: Even Tyrants Have Feelings

She was a famous assassin who had killed important figures, but ironically, she was killed by her own lover.And when she thought she was dead, it turned out she was occupying the soul of a young girl who was tricked by her own family.'Because I have been reborn, I will take revenge on the people who planned my murder and also teach a lesson to the people who underestimated the girl whose soul I reside in!'However, things become complicated when she has to marry a cold man, whom she spent the night with.

“Sometimes it's about remembering and never forgiving.”Jane Devold, the only daughter of the CEO of one of the most successful tech companies in the country, grew up to be a seemingly happy and spoiled young woman, despite her stuttering and fragile condition.However, her rich and elegant way of living ends in a heartbeat when her father goes missing, leaving Jane alone and with an enormous debt on her hands.That's when she reunites with Vernon Lin, her strange and intimidating senior from college, who claims to be the new owner of her father's company and promises to resolve her financial issues if she agrees to marry him.His offer seems harmless, and Jane accepts his helping hand only to realize that Vernon's intentions are not so pure, and his personality is still miles away from that of a knight in shining armor.But what really does feed Vernon's unhealthy obsession with Jane? Whether it's his desire for revenge, his own twisted way of teaching the spoiled young woman how the real life works, or unresolved complicated feelings, he still succeeds in turning Jane's life into a living hell.Until he realizes that without her, his own life is hell, too.

Everyone knows that after the eldest Miss Shen was abandoned by a wild man, she was willing to degenerate.

The notorious Shen Ruojing appeared at the birthday banquet of the old lady of the Chu family of the first family, and everyone ridiculed:

“Sit at a table with a million-dollar gift.”

“Sit at a table with ten million gifts.”

“Miss Shen, how much gift did you give?”

Everyone was waiting to see her joke, but they saw Shen Ruojing pushing out a little boy with pink makeup and jade carving, “Please ask the old lady, which table is the grandson to sit at?”

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Shen Ruojing, who was brought into the Chu family by her mother and son, just wanted to eat and wait to die and be a salted fish, but was rejected by the Chu family in various ways:

“We have first-class hackers, music masters, painting geniuses, and tech madmen in our family. Everyone is well-known in their respective industries, and what do you know?”

Shen Ruojing touched his chin: “I know a little bit of what you said…”

The three cute babies stood beside them and nodded in unison: We testify that Mummy does know a million dots.

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[Warning: Mature content R-18 ]My tags: Smart Mc - Harem - Milf Hunter- Op Mc - Cold and cunning Mc - edgy-Op-Mc, NO YURI, smut- romance-massacre.As flames scorched the land and blood painted the soil, a lone figure stood atop a mountain of fallen demigods and chosen apostles, his blade, a masterpiece of folded steel, dripping with the blood of those who dared to invade. The gods had taken everything: his clan, his love, leaving him with nothing but wrath. They had made one critical mistake, however, they had crossed into Makaiyama (魔界山), the sacred mountain of Ryukoku’s most feared legend: the Heavenly Demon.Beyond the veil of space and time, celestial beings gazed in shock. “Impossible…” one god whispered, watching as the Heavenly Demon, armed with nothing but raw skill and a dark aura, felled three divine kin. Rage flared across their ranks as they saw their immortal kin fall to mere mortal swordsmanship, untainted by magic.Even as the Heavenly Demon staggered, weapons lodged deep into his body, he fixed his gaze forward, crimson eyes blazing with defiance. His obsidian katana, blood-soaked, pierced the peak of Makaiyama like a stake driven into the heart of heaven itself. His voice echoed in the darkness between life and death, and there, in the chasm of despair, a metallic whisper resonated:“[Project God Executioner has been activated.]”“[Accept?]” the voice asked.With a heart ablaze, he swore vengeance. He would rise, not as a puppet, but as the gods' executioner.