Are You Crazy? He's only an Intern Lawyer? - Chapter 542 - 537: Going to Lose This Time? The Qilin Child of the Zhang Family?

Xu Ran transmigrated as a newborn baby.Luckily, he possesses the 【Daoist Monarch】 system, which allows him to gain life achievements and develop super skills.……【Run Fast—Lightweight Grass Flying Technique—Three Thousand Thunder Moves—Kunpeng Treasure Skill】【Hide and Seek—Mysterious Footwork—Invisibility Skill—Time River Leaves No Trace】【Read—High-level Comprehension—Skilled in Enlightenment—Directly Read the Origin of the Great Dao】【Scare the Kindergarten Kids—Fear Spell—Domain of Fear…】……Thus.On the first day of his birth, Xu Ran started self-discipline and step by step became a Daoist Monarch of Myriad Laws!

Allen, a 23-year-old gaming enthusiast, eagerly awaited the revolutionary MMORPG, Hell's Gate: Battle Against The Devil Emperor, a new game with promising unprecedented levels of realism and interactivity. When the day finally arrived, he ripped open the packaging with excitement and donned the sleek VR headset.

The soft cushioning pressed against his face, transporting him to the dark and foreboding landscape of Hell's Gate. Unbeknownst to him, the game developer had selected him to play a crucial role, the main villain of the game, the devil emperor himself.

The stakes grew ever higher. But with his own innate gaming skills and the support of his allies, he knew that he could emerge victorious and claim his rightful place as the ultimate villain of Hell's Gate.

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At 35, Lin Zhi finally died from exhaustion on the delivery table!In her life, she was never married or had children, faced with a difficult and bumpy fate, but fortunately, she successfully delivered 3000 babies.After death, she arrived in hell, where King Yan, appreciating her merit, allowed her to be reborn at the age of 20, and even bestowed her with a pair of... Holy Hands for delivering babies?!Lin Zhi was somewhat bewildered, she didn't want to be a midwife again!“King Yan sir, that... actually, you could grant me a cool, super-rich, devastatingly handsome husband who would love me for a lifetime.”King Yama said, “Lin Zhi, I think you'd better come back to hell with me!”

“Block him.”“He's technically still my boss.”“Then block him with dignity.”The call ended again.And then started again.I let out a sound somewhere between a growl and a sob, then finally answered with the enthusiasm of a snail crawling through salt.“Yes, Mr. Walton?”“Have you changed your mind yet?”I collapsed onto the towel and gazed at the sky as though it might consume me entirely if I pleaded sweetly enough.“Do you ever take a break?” I asked, shielding my eyes with one hand.“You're avoiding the question.”“Because it's a dumb question.”He exhaled, the sound sharp and irritated even over phone. “It's not a dumb question. It's a business offer.”“It's a weird offer-one that I already said no to.”There was a brief pause, and I could practically hear him clenching his jaw through the speaker.“You are acting unreasonably.”“ Unreasonable?” I sat up. “I'm not the one drafting fake girlfriend contracts like it's a normal Tuesday.”“Isabella-”“Certainly not, Mr. Walton.” I mimicked his tone perfectly. “I told you I'm not doing it. You need to find someone else to play pretend with.”SYNOPSISIsabella Miller thought saying no to her boss’s fake dating offer was the end of the story.But Adrien Walton doesn’t take no—especially not when he’s convinced she’s a gold digger.Suddenly, her student loans are piling up, her father’s vet clinic is on the brink of eviction and her brother is about to be kicked out of college. Coincidence? She thinks not.Adrien Walton is calm, calculating—and he's just pulled every string to corner Isabella into the perfect position.Now she’s stuck choosing between pride and survival.So she agrees to his offer: be his fake girlfriend.No feelings attached. No drama. Just business.Or so she thought.“Conference Room B. Fifteen minutes,” he said, passing by without a glance.The folder he pushed across the table landed with a thud.I opened it. The contract. All of it.---Enemies to lovers? Check.Slow burn? Hmmnyea.Banter so sharp it might file your nails? Yes.Delicious workplace tension? Of course.Tension that could melt steel?Absolutely.Smut?? Wanna find out?Welcome to corporate romance warfare. There’s no escaping this contract.