Interspecies Trader - Chapter 80 – Meeting Conclusion

Zhou Yu, a reclusive otaku who did not like to go out of his house, was one day forced out of his house by a series of unexpected events.

“Marry me, and you might not live to regret it.”Everyone in the city knew about him—a ruthless tycoon with a dark reputation. Whispers said he was cursed, having outlived four fiancées, each meeting a tragic end. When she became the fifth, forced by her own father to take her sister’s place in the marriage, the city waited for the inevitable. They were certain her body would be carried out of his mansion within a month.But to everyone’s shock, not only did she survive—she thrived. From a pawn in a deadly game, she rose to become the most formidable woman in the city, turning the tables on fate and rewriting her destiny.

Traveling through the world of pirates, he also became a noble Celestial Dragons.Lakeman just wanted to enjoy a luxurious life.Unexpectedly, as soon as he attended an auction, he met the three Boa sisters who had just been captured, and the binding system was awakened at the same time.If you bind a genius, you can get the other person's daily practice feedback.【You have bound Boa Hancock.】【You have bound Borsalino.】[You have bound One Piece’s deputy, Silvers Rayleigh.】【You have bound Doflamingo.】“Originally, I just wanted to recruit talents from all over the world, but why are there more and more beautiful girls?” Lakeman looked at the group of beauties beside him and fell into deep thought.

I once believed I was the heroine of a modern fairytale, blessed with beauty, wealth, intelligence, and a powerful legacy. Men adored me, women envied me, and I was engaged to the most desirable man, Cole Fay. My life seemed perfect, a dream where I held the starring role. But on my eighteenth birthday, that illusion crumbled. The truth hit me hard: I wasn’t the protagonist, nor even the villain or a side character. I was just cannon fodder, a disposable part of someone else’s story. But when fate recognized the cruel joke of my life, I was granted a second chance. This time, I’ll write my own story, living for myself. And this time . . . I will never love you again.