Warm Marriage: CEO's Unlimit Love - Chapter 8

Ruan Qiuqiu had transmigrated into a cannon fodder that had the same name as her in the novel, Sweet Pampering in Ancient Times: Demon King Husband, Please Spare Me

Right now, there were two paths before her:

Option 1: Continue playing the role of the supporting female character. After a few rounds of being faceslapped by the female lead, she would die tragically in the beast tide.

Option 2: For the sake of the tribe having enough salt, marry the wolf tribe’s former chief, a fierce wolf demon that was disfigured, crippled, and possibly had personality issues.

Ruan Qiuqiu chose the second option without hesitation. She rather go live a peaceful and ambitious-free life than compete with the female lead over some guy.

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Due to a mishap, Mr. Big Bad Wolf, who had the blood of fiends in him, had become disfigured, crippled, and blind.

He was on the verge of death and his tribe had abandoned him. When he fell to the state of being so hungry that he was gnawing on ice…

The young bride, who his tribe had exchanged 300 catties of salt for, carefully walked to his side and covered his ugly damaged body with an animal hide.

She softly called him, “Husband?”

“Better to have and not need than to need and not have.”

Sky Ishiyama is a nerd with Photographic Memory who after the bumps and turns in his life, turned to be a Doomsday Prepper.

The story takes place in our world where our MC was diving through the Dark Web just for fun and discovered something that could only be found in books, movies, novels, manga, anime, or games.

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Ever wondered what you could do in a zombie apocalypse where you actually know what you're doing? Actually surviving properly while preventing stupid deaths? Doing what is right and necessary? Or better yet, actually doing what you shout in the monitor when you're watching a film?

Our MC is coupled with the knowledge of not just fighting z's but actually surviving by securing his home, finding allies, scavenging for supplies, building a community and so much more.

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In the last life, Lan Muyu ran away from home for love, but accidentally bumped into her object – the adultery of the popular actress Fu Yao. In order to keep her reputation, Fu Yao and Xiao San teamed up to drug her, and she jumped down from the thirty-ninth floor so that she would not be humiliated.
Her career was ruined, and all the betrayals left her to recognize her, but after her death, her fiancee Li Ruonan tried her best to avenge her, and she was implicated in her death.​​
Once again, facing the cheating scumbag girl, Lan Muyu, who had learned from her previous life, smiled coldly. She quietly took a video and turned around and ran away. It was uncertain who would win this time.
Looking at the pouring rain, she knocked on the door of the luxury car that had just stopped, “Miss, look at me… hey!”
Before she could finish speaking, she was stuffed into the car – what kind of person was she, Li Ruonan, the fiancée she abandoned for love!
Until Fu Yao and Xiaosan’s resources were cut off, and the company’s investment became a bubble, only to find that Lan Muyu was already in the high starlight, holding the hand of the chaebol heir and smiling in all manners.
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Li Ruonan (attack) VS Lan Muyu (shou) cover is Shou!
Note: Gongshou 1v1 Shuangjie, the Lord of the Year has no children

Content tags: rebirth sweet text cool text revenge abuse scum
Search keywords: Protagonist: Lan Muyu; Li Ruonan ┃ Supporting role: Please pre-receive “I became the villain’s favorite after wearing the book” ┃ Others: rebirth; attack change; scumbag
One sentence introduction: However, he was taken home by his fiancée
Purpose: face danger, live optimistically

- Description from novelbuddy

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”