Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space - Chapter 2563 - 2557: As Long as She Is Happy

Ian thought he was just a little wizard with a tiny bit of talent [cheat], and that hard work would make him stronger. However, as the story progresses, he gradually begins to discover that the teachers who have been teaching him magic are either once-famous strong individuals or characters mentioned in various legendary stories.“Standing before you is the noble apostle of the Misty Illusion Realm, the joint spokesperson of the Old Dead, and the designated successor by the founders of Hogwarts!”“What? That noseless freak wants to cause trouble? He must not have heard of my original magic spell that’s even recorded on the Chocolate Frog's famous collector's cards!”“Dumbledore Summoning Spell!”“Dumbledore Berserk Spell!”

Thanks to my hypnosis app, I’ve gotten closer to Mom and Big Sis. Not only mentally, but also physically! Plus, every time I pull off a successful hypnosis, I earn points that awaken my powers! A thrilling, sweet-and-bitter pure love story with my beautiful, kind mom and my nagging older sister. Impossible, right? I don’t think so.Disclaimer: This story contains NTR like situation, so if you guys don't like this, I recommend you pass on this novel.

“Listen up, my obedient disciple, it's time for you to descend from this mountain. Your master has arranged a marriage for you with a stunning beauty, and it's quite a steal!”With those words, the master absconded with the dowry, leaving Lin Chen feeling both aggrieved and furious. Determined, he descended the mountain to find his betrothed.However, fate had other plans, as he was waylaid on the road by a captivating woman who insisted he play the role of her fake boyfriend. To make matters even more bewildering, this woman bore an uncanny resemblance to his intended bride!

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

—— Dickens《A Tale of Two Cities》

I made myself a ghost back to life from death, with hatred in my bones and conspiracy brewed for years, sinking into the marsh, into the abyss. All I want is to bury the rotten roots, growing thistles and thorns which can kill like upas, to stab into the hypocritical civilization.

In the bottom of the muck……I found my lucida.

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