The Time-Limited Love and Marriage - Chapter 188

Luo Feng was reborn back in his high school years. From the start, he acquired the Return On Investment System.

[Invest in this coffee shop and you will be able to open many branches in the future. It has an ROI of 100%.]

[Invest in Bitcoins and the price will skyrocket in the future. It has an ROI of 10,000%.]

[Invest in the cute girl who is the deskmate in class and she will become your wife in the future. It has an ROI of infinity.]

Luo Feng decisively chose to invest in his future wife.

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Many years later, during a press conference, a reporter asked, “Mr. Luo, your White River Investment Company has surpassed Morgan Stanley and Goldman Sachs, becoming the most famous investment management company. In your opinion, what is the most successful investment you have made in your life?”

Luo Feng looked at his wife fondly as he replied, “Don’t ask me. I just live off my wife.”

>There will be quite a few GL & BL side couples.>This is the story of our two protagonists Mo Yuxin (MC) and Su Yubing(FL) who are bound by aBond so strong that it transcends reality itself. They are each other's one and only soulmate, their love knows no bound.This is story of their journey to cultivating immortality in a world that is unfair to women , in a world that is wholly dominated by men, where strength is all that matters. Without strength , you don't even get a chance to live peacefully.Our mc Mo Yuxin gets a legendary inheritance from a primordial god who is also one of the oldest gods to live till date and the only one in all of multiverse. This god and her already deceased soulmate decided to leave their inheritance to their only descendant to whom the god's soulmate left a piece of their soul.Watch as how their journey brings about unprecedented changes to the whole world and the multiverse and their sweet and steamy love which will make your tooth ache from sweetness.....Mo Yuxin:- Are you exhausted, baby?

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late.I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan—“Mommy?”I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.”“Mommy!”I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?”He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world.My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?”I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside.I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game.Well, we may just survive this mess after all.Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes.I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival.For Leo and me.Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.

In a world of shallow-minded, materialistic mortals, what would one from humble beginnings – whose face had been stomped on, spat on, oppressed for the longest while by the arrogant, pampered upper echelons of society – do, when a mysterious application pops up on a brand new phone that was meant to be the birthday gift of an ungrateful girlfriend? What if the application takes the form of a chatroom where its occupants, bearing the names of mythical, fictional beings, start giving out ‘Red Packets’, all the while spouting nonsense?