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The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss

[The female lead in this story is explosive, the male lead is arrogant, there's a mountain of dog food (sweet moments), and it's a story full of slag-abusing and monster-fighting, with a double dose of pampering joy.] Ye Jiuliang was naturally cold and ruthless, with a fierce and wild approach to life. To the Ye Family, she was a calamitous lone star, and to the onlooking crowd, she was "Ninth Master". It was said, no one was more arrogant than Ye Jiuliang; if she was second, no one claimed the first place. Irritatingly, in the eyes of Li Mochan, she was his little wolf cub, the little rascal that he, Li Mochan, intended to pamper to the skies. In the capital, it was widely rumored that the Li Family's Crown Prince could reduce people to ashes with just one look. And yet, this precious and aloof figure was actually teased by Ye Jiuliang, and it seemed even... blushed. ** Upon returning from a business trip, Li Wuye cornered her in a dim stairwell, his fingertips sliding over her porcelain white neck, "How many little brothers are there?" Meeting his dark gaze, Ye Jiuliang arched an eyebrow, "Is Li Wuye in the mood to beat someone up?" "So what if I am?" Li Mochan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Feeling pity?" Ye Jiuliang held back a laugh and nodded, "The little brothers can't take a hit, can you go easy on them?" [In the private room where Xiang Tian and others were singing their hearts out, they inexplicably felt a chill running down their spines.] Li Mochan buried his face in her shoulder and spat out fiercely, "I cannot." Those who dare to flirt with his wolf cub deserved a ruthless beating.
Mint Cool Summer · 239.5K Views

The Master's Mask Unveiled Again

The all-powerful boss is stripped of his identity again! One is handsome while the other is proud; the two-faced refined rascal versus a cynical girl with hidden identities. Everyone secretly jokei that Master Mo’s wife is an ignorant and incompetent little tyrant. Bad at her studies? Lu Mian emergei as the top student for science at her college entrance examination. No talent? Lu Mian shows everyone how competent she is at multitasking by playing the piano with one hand, and painting with the other during a live performance. A prodigal? She makes a small fortune in just two days with her limited knowledge. Boxing, Go chess, appraising treasures, car racing… Bring it on! She can do them all. The soft-spoken Xiao Qimo adjusts his glasses with pride. “Who else has something to say?” One of his subordinates raises his hand cautiously. “Master Mo, your wife seems to be the one who single-handedly destroyed the illegal laboratory.” Xiao Qimo looks at his wife who is quietly practicing calligraphy. “That’s impossible!” It isn’t until… During the general meeting for the International Elite Organization, both Xiao Qimo and Lu Mian wear a mask. They take the stage and succeed as the organization’s Chief and Deputy Chief, respectively. The Deputy Chief beside me looks like my wife. This is Xiao Qimo’s thought. The Chief looks like someone I know. Lu Mian is thinking the same thing, too. Soon, the newly appointed Chief is seen blocking his deputy at the ladies’ room. What happens when two strong and uncorrupted individuals fall for each other?
Dou Dou has copper coins · 1.1M Views

Rise of the Forsaken Emperor

Rise of the Forsaken Ruler. Ascension of the Supreme Ruler: Two Supremes and Seven Generals In a forgotten abyss, where light dared not tread, a nameless boy languished in chains. Born to darkness, his world was a crucible of cold stone and relentless torment, each breath a defiance of despair. Shackled, unseen, he knew no sky, no freedom—only the lash of an ancient, merciless realm. When death came, it was no escape; it was a forge, tempering his soul for rebirth. Awakened in a savage land where power is divinity, he rose, his past life’s anguish etched into his bones. Every betrayal, every scar, fueled a vow: never again would he be broken. In this brutal world of clashing steel and arcane storms, he is no longer a shadow. He is the Supreme Ruler, a tempest of vengeance and will, his name a clarion call that shakes the heavens. His ascension is no gift of fate—it is carved in blood and conquest. Armed with memories of a shattered life and an unbreakable spirit, he builds an empire on the ashes of his enemies, each victory a step toward supremacy. The world will kneel, not by decree, but by the sheer force of his dominion. At his side stand the Two Supremes, twin colossi of his reign. The Right Supreme, a juggernaut clad in war-torn armor, wields a blade that cleaves mountains, his battle-roar shattering legions. The Left Supreme, a strategist with eyes like frost, spins webs of war and intrigue, his mind outwitting gods. Their unwavering loyalty anchors the Ruler’s throne, their might a beacon of his unchallenged rule. Beneath them, the Seven Generals wield the empire’s fury. Each is a myth forged in battle: the warlord whose tactics turn deserts to graveyards, the sorcerer whose spells sunder skies, the assassin whose shadow claims kings. Their armies, vast as oceans, march under banners that cast dread across nations, ensuring no force can defy the Ruler’s iron will. Yet supremacy breeds peril. As the Supreme Ruler’s star ascends, ancient powers stir—forgotten deities with eyes of starfire, shadowy cabals whispering in forgotten tongues. From the world’s dark veins, enemies rise, their ambitions a blade aimed at his empire’s heart. Every trial tests his claim: is his rule a fleeting spark or an eternal flame? Through fire, betrayal, and sacrifice, the Supreme Ruler proves his ascension is no accident. His empire stands on the bedrock of his will—a will born in chains, honed in battle, and crowned in glory. The world will bow, its foundations trembling, for he has etched his legacy in blood and iron.
Doubt_Senpai · 40.2K Views
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