Heroine Hunts Heroines - Chapter 41: 18+

She was a famous assassin who had killed important figures, but ironically, she was killed by her own lover.And when she thought she was dead, it turned out she was occupying the soul of a young girl who was tricked by her own family.'Because I have been reborn, I will take revenge on the people who planned my murder and also teach a lesson to the people who underestimated the girl whose soul I reside in!'However, things become complicated when she has to marry a cold man, whom she spent the night with.

At the age of seven, Wen Ning met Gu Chixi for the first time and blew the loudest rainbow fart in her life: “Sister, you are so beautiful, I want to marry you!”

Tong Yan Wuji, everyone laughed, no one took it to heart.

In the future, Wen Ning always pestered Gu Chixi like a follower, but Gu Chixi was indifferent since he was a child, and was cold to everyone, but he didn’t bother her.

At the age of 20, Wen Ning summoned the courage to confess, but Gu Chixi left without saying goodbye, and there was no further news.

Until seven years later…

The company encountered a financial crisis and did not pay wages for nearly three months.

On the day the new boss was airborne, all the staff had a meeting. Wen Ning looked at the cold-faced woman on the high platform, her eyes twitching.

Isn’t this the childhood sweetheart she disappeared for seven years?

After the meeting, Wen Ning was invited to the president’s office. She was not polite and asked with a smile, “When will Mr. Gu pay his salary?”

Gu Chixi raised her hand and picked up the broken hair in her ear: “Then when will you marry me?”

“…”

CP: Leng Yan and Tsundere Captain x Gentle and Paranoid President

– Same sex marriageable, he
-Non-professional text, will try to check the information
-Author’s scarf: @YourJingGuangDiao
Content tags: urban love

Search keywords: Protagonist: Wen Ning, Gu Chixi ┃ Supporting roles: He Yu, Gu Jinxian, Qiu Yiran ┃ Others:

One sentence introduction: Ome becomes a boss

Purpose: To be independent, to live a strong life even in the face of adversity

- Description from novelbuddy

Wazu was an ordinary townsman who shut himself off in the “mountain” because of an unfortunate course of events. After 2 years, he decided to come down from the mountain to meet with people. But there were various misunderstanding about the “mountain” which he shut himself off in. And then he repeatedly had encounters with people. And after that. . .

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