Sealed Divine Throne - Chapter 873End - Hao Yue, Let Me Make Atonement For You

At the age of seven, Wen Ning met Gu Chixi for the first time and blew the loudest rainbow fart in her life: “Sister, you are so beautiful, I want to marry you!”

Tong Yan Wuji, everyone laughed, no one took it to heart.

In the future, Wen Ning always pestered Gu Chixi like a follower, but Gu Chixi was indifferent since he was a child, and was cold to everyone, but he didn’t bother her.

At the age of 20, Wen Ning summoned the courage to confess, but Gu Chixi left without saying goodbye, and there was no further news.

Until seven years later…

The company encountered a financial crisis and did not pay wages for nearly three months.

On the day the new boss was airborne, all the staff had a meeting. Wen Ning looked at the cold-faced woman on the high platform, her eyes twitching.

Isn’t this the childhood sweetheart she disappeared for seven years?

After the meeting, Wen Ning was invited to the president’s office. She was not polite and asked with a smile, “When will Mr. Gu pay his salary?”

Gu Chixi raised her hand and picked up the broken hair in her ear: “Then when will you marry me?”

“…”

CP: Leng Yan and Tsundere Captain x Gentle and Paranoid President

– Same sex marriageable, he
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-Author’s scarf: @YourJingGuangDiao
Content tags: urban love

Search keywords: Protagonist: Wen Ning, Gu Chixi ┃ Supporting roles: He Yu, Gu Jinxian, Qiu Yiran ┃ Others:

One sentence introduction: Ome becomes a boss

Purpose: To be independent, to live a strong life even in the face of adversity

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When low-level healer Elias Vale stumbles upon a cursed cocoon in a forgotten ruin, the last thing he expects is to hatch the reborn soul of the Demon Queen Revantra—in the form of a scared little girl.To save her from divine execution, she binds herself to him through an ancient soul pact, fusing their fates. Now, Elias is stuck raising the former destroyer of worlds—who can barely tie her shoes, but occasionally melts furniture when she pouts.What starts as reluctant guardianship soon spirals into something far more dangerous. As Rhea (her new alias) grows stronger, older, and far too attached, Elias must keep her identity hidden from zealous church inquisitors, ambitious heroes, and the remnants of her own loyal followers—some of whom want her dead... again.But the longer he protects her, the deeper the bond grows—and the harder it becomes to tell who’s really taming who.Because the world once burned beneath her wings……and this time, she’s not letting him go.

It wasn’t even malicious criticism.I just gave feedback in the tone I was asked to.So why the hell did I, the writer who just wanted to help a junior, possess this body of the prospective groom… a villain, who died in the hands of the heroine on their wedding night?

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