MTL - Young Master Quan, How Have You Been? - Chapter 208 Jiang Jie's threat

Charlie Jiang doesn’t really care about the marriage with Mandy Song. During the three years of their marriage, he doesn’t even try to understand her. He has always only listened to Vivi Qiao’s one-sided words and condemns Mandy Song of crimes she never committed. Has it never occurred to him that when there is a crisis in Jiang family, Mandy Song agrees to their marriage without slightest hesitation, for what? Charlie Jiang never cares for Mandy Song, so he never knows that for such a long time he used to be her world, her whole world.

But even if he knows, what difference would that make?

I, Mandy Song, is simply not the one he cherishes in heart.

For Charlie, only Vivi matters the whole world to him.

How pathetic!

- Description from Novelupdates

As soon as Li Siwen opened her eyes, she found that she had traveled to an era when she couldn’t get enough food and clothing, and she was also facing a man who was about to break off the marriage.

Li Siwenle’s divorce, a half-hearted man is not worthy of him.

Although she was depressed looking at this impoverished home, the family members who loved each other warmed her heart.

The key is that she found out that she has supernatural powers, what’s the matter with her power like a cow, and what is the big supermarket in that bracelet? The rice, noodles and meat inside are complete.

The nephews and nieces are hungry, thin and weak, so give them something delicious and delicious to replenish their bodies.

Who else dares to bully their own family, let’s first weigh whether they have the strength to say it!

Shao Qixuan was reborn. He was arrogant and arrogant in his previous life.

In the end, not only was a huge amount of property taken away, but he also contracted an unknown disease at a young age. Everyone avoided it, but the girl who was divorced by himself took care of him for the last time.

In this life, you must keep your eyes open and pamper her.

This article is empty, the heroine is short-tempered, and she will never procrastinate if she has revenge!

- Description from novelbuddy

The tomatoes and potatoes are piled up in the warehouse, the dead horses are squeezing the milk, the vampires are carrying the watermelons, the succubuses are picking the eggplants, and the Lich King is quietly licking the ice cream…

The people who died in the crown pointed to the tribes:
Let the dead be born, and let the dead die!

(This book is based on the dungeon and the Warriors, Warcraft, heroes invincible, riding and cutting, and another million finished “Wasteland Ranch” character guarantee)

- Description from Uukanshu translation

The smell of blood invaded my nostrils. I watched helplessly as the woman standing over me raised her sword. I was completely drained, I had no mana left, no items, nothing. As the crimson tendrils held me down by my arms and legs, all I could do was wait for my death.

As the sword drew near, I felt the last bit of courage I had disappear. I was going to die. Alone. In this god forsaken place filled with evil. And for what? To protect those ‘friends’? The same people who mocked me, took advantage of, and used me?

Oh, who am I trying to fool? I was here only because of my own greed. Because I wanted to be useful to someone. Because I wanted to that group to need me. To value me. To have a reason to keep me around. How naïve I was, thinking that power would grant those wishes. All it did was help build a wall between me and everyone else.

The sword approached. I saw the purple light reflect off the sword’s blade. After everything I went through, I hadn’t expected my death to be by the hands of another player. I saw her smile, but this time I didn’t think it was beautiful. It was an ugly smile because it was genuine. She was enjoying watching me die. She was enjoying killing me.

The sword struck my chest and pierced my heart. I let out a scream of pain and agony. The pain was so real, all of this was so real. It shouldn’t be, but it was. What should have been a simple game had become my new reality – all of our new reality. A reality filled with magic, war, blood, and death.

My vision darkened as the pain slowly faded. I felt the last of my vitality leave my body. It felt cold. I wondered to myself, when would I stop being? When would my thoughts disappear?

Soon, I saw those words I feared for all this time appear before me. “DEATH”, in the pale blue font the game always used. They remained suspended in the air for several seconds. It was over. After a long time of fighting, grinding, and exploring, it was finally over. I had died. This was the end of my story.

Suddenly, words before me shifted and changed into something different. I took a shallow breath as I heard a faint heartbeat.

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