MTL - The Special Forces King In The Mountain Village - Chapter 327 Problems with the print shop

[1v1 Shuangjie + Chuanshu + Guwu + Vest Group Pet + Metaphysics + Full text overhead]

Gu Zhiqi transmigrated into a vicious female supporting role

The heroine is the real daughter with vests all over the place, she is the fake daughter who occupies the magpie’s nest, keeps framing the heroine, and finally receives the box lunch miserably

Gu Zhiqi: Wearing books can’t stop me from retirement!

Of course, you can’t wear books, but you can be poor

Master Zhi was forced to open for business!

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#burst! Gu Zhiqi, the fake daughter of the Gu family, was kicked out of the house and acted as a magic stick under the overpass to cheat money#

The style of the protagonist group is starting to go wrong

Brother Gu: Lack of money? This neighborhood sends you

Second brother Gu: Second brother will give you an entertainment company

Third Sister Gu: I just made 100 million yuan, keep it

Fourth Brother Gu: Master’s Champions Cup prize money, take it

The heroine of the money fan: Lack of money? Pick whatever color card you like

Brother: come back to inherit the family property

Gu Zhiqi “…” Huh? What about the villainous supporting actress script?

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#burst! The Gu family are all leaders in the industry, and the fake daughter is nothing but a face#

Then, bigwigs from all walks of life called

Boss No. 1: Is the ancestral site of our alliance better than the Fengshui under the flyover? Master Gu, think again?

Big Brother No. 2: Lack of money? Think about your last order

Boss No. 3: Have time to tell fortunes, but no time to write papers?

Boss No. 4: Miss Gu, I have an operation here, look…

…

Gu Zhiqi: I have read it, I am in retirement, please do not disturb

A movie star: You just used my account

Gu Zhiqi who cheated enough money to prepare for retirement “…”? !

- Description from novelbuddy

Shen Weiyi has a younger, boy-next-door boyfriend whose allure lies in his height, long legs, and strong torso. With a wild mind and a talent for flirting, the eighteen-year-old Jiang is impulsive, fun-loving, and fickle, exhibiting both innocent and wolf-like traits at the touch of a button. Beloved by countless girls, he always thought Shen Weiyi, who would do anything at his mere call of 'sister', would forever indulge him, only to find she suddenly doesn't want him anymore.Breakups are breakups; whoever regrets it is a dog.Shen Weiyi, once red-eared and compliant to his every whim, now won't look back, leaving an eighteen-year-old Jiang's genuine liking turning into a resolute declaration of disinterest. 'Jiang,' she says, 'I date for happiness, not for extra headache.'Later, a desperate Jiang tries everything for her, getting injured in the process and lowering himself to the dust, only to see her blooming in another man's arms, which drives him to a jealous rage.Sheng Ting, the genius of the Z University, untouchable and seen by everyone as the embodiment of purity and restraint, had decided the names of their unborn children upon his first glimpse of Shen Weiyi.[Childhood friend VS Sudden love, not seeking the adoration of the whole world but asking to be your one and only exception in life.]

There was a woman. Born as an illegitimate child and raised under the strict control of the queen, her world was as small as a well.

There was a man. He was forced to marry a woman who was his brother’s political marriage partner. His world, which was infinitely wide, became smaller.

The woman’s original sin, and the man’s resentment. “I should have just died instead…”

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