Primordial Cultivator - Chapter 5: Choosing a Technique

A piece of divorce paper sent Xia Xinghe into a state of destitution. However, a car accident later, she transformed into a professional hacker with more money than she could ever spend. All those that have belittled, bullied and laughed at me, please line up, I’ll show you what the meaning of face-slapping is! Wait, wait, wait. That guy over there, the ex-husband that I no longer have any relations with, don’t cut in line. What, you want to help me face-slap these people? “Not only that I will help you face-slap myself!” The wickedly handsome man with billions of dollar in estate raised his own palm to slap his own face without reservation!

- Description from Novelupdates

There are only two destined outcomes for an illegitimate child of the Meng family.

One is to be useful and then being used to death. The other is to be exploited for being a useless person.

After being reborn, Meng Ting chooses the second option without the slightest hesitation.

As a result, he’s being married off.

“Oh.” =.=

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This is a story of a beautiful young man who wants to become a degenerate after coming back to life from death, but is rejected by his upstanding husband in various ways.

This is a story of saving others, and being saved by others in return.

You are my beloved, and I am the light of your life.

Meng Ting: “Nonsense…”

Yan Sui: “Everything my wife says is correct.”

- Description from Novelupdates

When my whole class got summoned to another world, I was the only one to encounter a divine being on my way over.And when everyone started getting Systems that were to define their fates?I've got an FFF-Rank Failure System.And to make matters even worse, it bugged out as it attempted to launch, teleporting me to the centermost point of the world, right where the strongests of the monsters resided.Right into the lap of a Tyrant's Puma!But what's with that sparkling glinter in the distance, that comes bearing down the weight of our shared destiny?And who's looking down on a chessboard, smiling as the pieces are starting to move.The divine intervenes. The ancient prophercies finds fulfillment.The purpose long gone awakens as the universe's destiny weaves itself into the fate of the two entangled souls.

She remembers him because of the mole at the corner of his eyebrow;He remembers her simply because she is her.Every passing encounter becomes a story in the memory,And you are the ending of my story.