Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability - Chapter 1676 - : Who Do We Help?

A moment of vulnerability results in Ye Beibei being manipulated into marrying Young Master Gu, a wheelchair-bound man.

Having imagined an idle and prosperous life within an aristocratic family—who knew that she would instead be enslaved into becoming a young nanny every single day?

Ye Beibei smacks the table. “Liar, I want a divorce!”

Young Master Gu pushes a cute baby in front of him. “You want a divorce even when we already have a child? Dear Wife, wake up!”

“…” Ye Beibei stares in confusion at the adorable baby who looks exactly like her.

Can anyone tell her when she gave birth to a child?!

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In a place where Magic reigns supreme, what would our MC do as he finds himself being rejected by the world.

This is the story of a boy who lacks the ability to wield mana.

After shaming his parents who are considered to be among the strongest Mages of the era.

Our MC stands at the terrace of the School building planning to commit suicide.

What has fate got stored in for our MC. Will he commit suicide ?

If you want to know, join our MC as he struggles to find his path. In a world with mysteries and threats looming, what is waiting for him?

After facing her fiancé’s betrayal, things take an unexpected turn after Tang Mo’er inadvertently gets involved with the Capital’s preeminent magnate, Gu Mohan.

Fast-forwarding, Tang Mo’er clenches on a pregnancy test kit with two red lines—testing positive—and confronts him. “Young Master Gu, why did you make me pregnant?”

Gu Mohan hands a baby over into her arms. “My dearest wife, be good. That’s our second child.”

And so Tang Mo’er can only hustle and take care of her two children, but unbeknownst to her, Young Master Gu has also been coveting her love and affection…

This is a face-smacking, sweet-love novel set in the entertainment industry.

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The celestial celestial beings who lived for more than 100,000 years were born and reborn in a small monk in a human world.
His motto: “It’s not as good as a medicinal medicine for ten years of hard work.” “Even if you practice a copper-iron bone, it’s not enough for my soldier’s attack.”

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