Almighty Daughter Runs The World - Chapter 3

The girl submerged in the bottom of the lake suddenly opens her eyes. The noble ChuChao Gongzhu [Princess] becomes an abandoned daughter and woman. No problem. This type of slag father is not worth mentioning. By virtue of her exquisite medical skills, she becomes famous in the world. Slag father wants to reunite? Close the door, let out the dogs! Shizi [Heir of a noble title] wants to ask for marriage? Let him wait in line! The Regent has a chronic illness? Perfect. Godly doctor becomes a poison doctor. Let him neither live nor die and taste the pain of his evil deeds. She exacts bloody vengeance. Appointed Wuguo Gongzhu, she returns to her noble life. Slag father regrets, sister envies, stepmother hates!

Ruan Tian is a cat which gained sentience, and is infatuated with the goddess who once saved him. During the college class reunion, Ruan Tian once again confessed to her, but she openly proclaimed that she would only marry Qin Li and no one else.

Qin Li was Ruan Tian’s number one enemy and love rival, and he was born to put Ruan Tian down for a hundred years!

Ruan Tian looked at him furiously. “Let’s battle! Only one of us can remain!”

Qin Li: ▼_▼ Shall we get on the bed?

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It was just like any other day, or so I thought at least. The birds were chirping up on trees, clouds were rolling by the bright blue sky and Elves were dumpster diving in the alleyway.

Okay, one of those three didn’t sound right...

I had a boring life once. Recently though, it has become less boring... to put it one way.

Finding a random Elf in the dumpster? Heh, must be a Monday.

A normal person would have walked by. A normal person would have ignored it.

I must be a pretty weird guy, then.

Now I have this Elf swearing her allegiance to me. What’s next, vampires?

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…