Journey Towards Greatness - Chapter 209: Hotel Mansion

Li Chao, dressed in Marvel, was lucky to become a dimension demon.

Unfortunately, the dimension area is too small like a coffin, and it is difficult to even turn over.

After three years of hard work, the system finally awakened, and the Myriad Realms Treasure Chest can be drawn by consuming emotional points.

Li Chao’s purpose at the beginning was just to survive and replace himself with a larger dimensional room.

But gradually, as Li Chao continued to create various events in order to obtain emotional values, the style of the Marvel Universe began to become wonderful.

Frieza and Thanos compete for the emperor of the universe, Thor and Anilu sympathize with each other, Cassel College is about to rise up to destroy the Holy Master, and the Transformers universe emperor is eyeing the earth…

(Behind the scenes of this book, not the scriptures of the Virgin Mary, not the Virgin Mary)

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Lin Yi transmigrated into the world of Xianxia and found himself bound with a Supreme Downloading System. For a man who could not be more ordinary, he began his trip to the pinnacle of life.

She had always thought that he was a devil in human flesh. She feared him and hated him for the sins he committed but after seeing how much he changed to be a better person for her, it took her a great amount of courage to forgive him since by the time she found out the truth about him, she had already loved him. From being the worst husband and father to the best husband and father one can ever have. Lu Yifeng was given a second chance to correct every wrong deed he did. He was the man who destroyed their family and it took death to make him realize his wrongdoings. . . . . "Meilin, come here." She turned to her husband and smiled, "Mr. Lu, we are at work, didn't we already agreed to behave while we're here?" "I want to have an affair with my secretary." Lu Yifeng said calmly. "Can I?" Xia Meilin narrowed her eyes, "No." He stood up and walked toward her which made Xia Meilin take a few steps backward away from him when she saw the dangerous look on Lu Yifeng's eyes. She stopped when she felt the cold wall against her back. Lu Yifeng ended up cornering her. "I'm the President of this company, I do whatever I want to do, including having an affair with my secretary." Xia Meilin refused to back down that's why she ended up glaring at him. "Do you want to get beat up by your wife?" The side of his lips curled up into a smirk, "Will she now?" He cupped her chin and bowed his head to place a soft kiss on her lips. "Then stop acting as my secretary. You're my wife, it's your job to watch over your husband. If you want to have a salary, then I can give you all my money." A faint blush appeared on Xia Meilin's cheeks after she has been kissed by him. She pouted and turned her head away, "I just want to try how it feels to work as your secretary."

At eighteen years old, Lin Qingyu was married as part of a Chong Xi into the Nan’an Hou Mansion, becoming the ill Lu Wancheng’s male wife.

On the eve of their wedding, Young Master Hou lay lazily on the bed and said, “Beauty, to be honest, I really don’t want to engage in domestic struggles. I just want to drift along, eat and wait to die. I want to be a salted fish.”

A year later, Young Master Hou became gravely ill. He took Lin Qingyu’s hand and sighed, “Wife, I’m going to die, but I think I can continue to transmigrate. In order for you to properly recognize me in the future, let us set a secret code.”

After the death of Young Master Hou, Lin Qingyu was prepared to stay a widow all his life. Unexpectedly, after only half a year, the great general who had rendered outstanding military service, actually came to propose marriage.

Lin Qingyu would rather die. But the general said but one statement, “If odd, change; if even, remain the same?”

Lin Qingyu: “…I will marry you.”

After two years, the general died in battle. Before Lin Qingyu even had time to grieve, he was recruited into the palace by the Emperor.

The emperor complained aggrievedly, “Baobei, this time I have became the Emperor. My salted fish dreams have been completely shattered…”

Lin Qingyu knew that although his husband was a bag of lazybones, no one was his equal when it came to conspiracy and schemes.

He rubbed the Emperor’s head. “Don’t think about it. Get started on those reports. Behave yourself.”