Long Live Summons - Chapter 33 – Miracle?

I'll take care of it. The uncle of her husband on their wedding night whispered viciously in her ear. In front of a frightening Steel Blooded Business Demon, he was the one who was crazy for favoring his wife.

He had begged her to pave the way for her so that she could do whatever she wanted. If not, he would pamper her to the heavens. Just because he glanced at the clothes, he directly monopolized the entire shopping mall under her name. He said, As long as you want it, I want it!

In the eyes of outsiders, Yan Ruxu’s conditions are extremely good: good looks, high education, a high salary, and a high position, but there is a fatal flaw: she is divorced, with a three-year-old child. Yan Ruxu didn’t care what others thought of her, she just wanted to raise her son well and live her own life.

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...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.

I came to a world where comics are prosperous, but why do cartoonists here have such an incomparable title of secondary school!

With the idea of ​​interest, Chen Zijun planned to become a cartoonist.

Reader: “Shameless old thief, hurry up and fill the ice hole, how can it be repaired.”

“Ah, ah, without Haruhi Suzumiya seeing me dying.”

“April is your lie, I burst into tears after reading it.”

“Our days are inscribed on the ring.”

In this way, Chen Zijun happily started the old thief road of digging holes and not filling them in another world.

Group number: 663695803, welcome to join the group to play.

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