Stubborn Love of a Roguish Scion - Chapter 221 - Apple Of His Eye

Some cubs are not only well-behaved and sensible, but also obedient and promising, but they are not valued or favored.

The boss who broke out from the counterattack mission was forced to retire early and happily lived a comfortable life of raising cubs.

[Gloomy and withdrawn, a junior high school student who died saving someone who fell into the water – the actor’s father thinks that pampering children should start from an early age]
[A loveless scholar who divorces his wife—how can a mere slave talk about his wife]
【A Rebellious Adopted Son—On Inheritance】
[The female supporting role in the story of retiring marriage counterattack—the male lead, you will be able to touch my daughter’s heels in thirty years if you counterattack again]
[After the daughter and the prince made an engagement, the prince moved on – who said that the royal general would not dare to withdraw the engagement? 】
[The playful ex-husband of the heroine of the time-traveling novel—come and work for me. 】
[The virtuous fiancée that the scumbag wants to make up for after being reborn→Forget about harming my daughter for the rest of her life, and want to continue rambling after rebirth? 】
[The gambler father who only knows that he sucked blood from the actor’s son → what? The biggest investor in the crew is my dad? 】
It doesn’t matter if the child is not perfect, Dad will always love you.
Read the guide:
1. To determine the gender of negative characters based on the setting.
2. Involving ancient tactics and so on are all superficial, and various private settings refer to a hodgepodge of history.
3. Although the protagonist is a retired tycoon, he behaves mildly, and the role of raising cubs is the majority.

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In an alternate modern world, where people could summon their own beastly companions, His journey was anything but ordinary.As the college entrance exams loomed, He found himself the subject of ridicule for his choice of a companion – a small, seemingly inconsequential snowball known as an ornamental pet.“”Little Snowball? Merely a decorative trifle, utterly useless.””“”Why bother with a pet that lacks the capability to evolve?””“”Its potential is pitifully inadequate. It’s destined to remain stagnant for its entire life.””“”Dreaming of the Familiar Academy? Utterly impossible.””He was bombarded with questions, scorn, and derision.But what they didn’t know was his unique ability – he could unlock the maximum potential of any Beast Evolution!With a calm demeanor, he gazed at the pet panel, visible only to him.“”Hidden evolution route!””“”Queen’s Path: a route of boundless potential. It can ascend to the regal King class.””From Little Snowball to Ice Crystal Soul, from Snow Girl to Ice Blue Girl, and ultimately, the formidable Extreme Ice Queen… the transformation was breathtaking.Now, armed with the power to unleash the fullest potential of any beast, he faced his doubters with a bold challenge.“”Who dares to call my Snowball useless now?””The stage was set for an extraordinary journey, where potential defied expectations and a small snowball could ascend to royal heights. Who would have the last laugh in this tale of evolution and triumph?

Wang Tianxiao was reborn thirty years ago, the day before the eldest son was born.

It was more than 20 degrees below zero, and the wife shivered on the cold kang with her big belly and three-year-old daughter in her arms.

In the pot, there was no firewood to be seen, and the bottom of the water tank was solidly frozen.

What a difficult start.

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war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”