God of Crime - Chapter 122 - Divergent #2

Wen Ran was a winner in life. She had a good background, was beautiful, and had a young fairy as her fiancé. After living in this world for many years, she remembered that she was wearing a book.

She is the male protagonist’s fiancee and the male protagonist’s Bai Yueguang. Even when she and another person were caught by the devil in Juyuan Valley, they faced a life-and-death crisis. The male protagonist was forced to choose one of the two, and Wen Ran became the one who survived. man, while the other fell into the abyss.

The wind on the top of the cliff was strong that day, which reminded Wen Ran a lot.

After that person “dies”, the male protagonist will know that the person who saved him in the past is not Wen Ran, and he will also realize that the person he loves is not Wen Ran. The one he gave up with his own hands.

The male protagonist is suffering and blackened, and he is about to start the script of chasing his wife crematorium.

Wen Ran, who knew she was a female supporting role, felt that she was finished!

However, on the Juyuan Valley, Wen Ran saw with his own eyes the usual self-restraining and returning to the ritual, when the indifferent young Xianjun faced the situation of choosing one of two, he directly raised his foot and kicked the man down the abyss .

Afterwards, he looked at her with a smile, “You don’t remember what I just did, do you?”

Wen Ran: “…”

what happened?

How did the character of the male protagonist collapse!

A long, long time later.

While poking her in the face, he asked her curiously, “Does the meaning of chasing the wife’s crematorium mean that you will be thrown into the fire first, and then I will chase you in the fire?”

Facing his eager eyes, Wen Ran fell into a long silence.

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Waking up from a nightmare several hours before dawn, Belle fetched a drink of water.

She paused in front of her kitchen’s window when she noticed a lit lantern in front of her mansion’s garden. Her butler stood there, shovel in hand. This was no hour to be gardening.

Curious, she made her way outside, but when she had gotten close enough to see a large and hollow pit next to her eternally-stoic and polite butler, she saw him pick up a rotten body.

A DEAD BODY!

Her eyes widened fearfully when she saw her handsome butler drop the rotting body into the fresh hole. She asked in horror, ”What are you doing?!“

Surprised to see his young miss awake at this hour, he stared at her with the same expression he had been keeping up for all these years. He had made sure she was asleep before coming here.

“Gardening.”

“And the body?!”she looked at him in disbelief.

“Fertilizer,” he answered her before picking up the shovel that was on the ground. Belle was now certain something had possessed her butler. Who gardened dead bodies?!

She then heard him ask her, “Want to help me in planting it, Miss Adams?” he gave her a sweet smile.

Note: If you enjoy a book of comedy with light-hearted romance and a gothic background. This book is for you~

WARNING [MATURE CONTENT]

Ella clenched her chest and tried to scream but an invisible hand was placed over her mouth.

The nurse brought out a sharp and pointy knife. “Let’s carve out that dead baby, shall we?” She took off her veil only to reveal Chloe’s face.

“Chloe!” She said inaudibly as she thrashed and wrestled to save herself and her baby.

“No!”

“No!”

…

After five years of hard work, commitment, and devotion to the fashion company she worked for, Twenty-four years old Ariella, ‘Ella’, was more angry than devastated when she didn’t get promoted to creative director, a position she not only qualified for, but one she deserved.

While she is trying to figure out her next move, Ariella finds herself entangled in a contract marriage arrangement with Leon Treshvier– The very bossy, arrogant, and playboy billionaire CEO of a rival fashion company.

Will Ariella be able to tame her playboy husband? Will she be able to keep up with the demands of their contract and achieve her sole purpose of creating a niche for herself in the fashion world?

“This guy, how heavy is his taste, he’s still able to eat?” Waking up, she looked at her reflection in the mirror, explosive hair, tattoos, and a demon-like face. Look at her for more than a second and you’ll have spicy eyes (your eyes will bleed-aka she looks really ugly).