The Silent Pact of a Wolf Babysitter - Chapter 51: The Pseudo-Sanas/ The Underworld Summit

Lu Yang, the boss of the last days, has returned.

She discovered that she was a cannon fodder passerby for an entertainment article, and her brother Lu Mingyu was the male n number who loved the heroine.

After my brother participated in the wilderness survival variety show, he couldn’t eat enough and couldn’t sleep well. He worried about food every day, and he became notorious.

It didn’t take long for the Lu family to disappear.

In order to get rid of his fate, Lu Yang decided to appear on variety shows with his brother.

Before the show was recorded-

Lu Mingyu: “My sister has been weak and sickly since she was a child, and she is too weak to take care of herself. Please bear with me.”

On the first day of survival, Lu Yang held a dart in his hand, and heard a crisp sound, the dart flew through the camera, and the lens shattered.

Netizen: Director! Play it back!

On the second day of Survival, Lu Yang reacted quickly and made quick, precise and ruthless shots, pinching the snake’s head and tail without even blinking.

The netizen’s titanium alloy dog’s eyes widened: Is this called being weak and unable to take care of oneself?

On the Nth day of the recording of the variety show, everyone discovered that exploring the terrain, going to the sea to fish and harvest prey… Lu Yang is proficient in everything, with perfect survival skills!

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A paparazzi photographed Lu Yang and a strange man behaving intimately, kissing in the car, and the car was revealed to belong to Jiang Yanzhou, the number one beauty in domestic entertainment.

The whole network hurriedly called: Lu Mingyu, come back quickly! Your friend has become your brother-in-law!

Lu Mingyu who was sent to a closed-door training camp by a scheming man:? ! !

- Description from novelbuddy

Ever since He Mulan, a 28 year old forensic investigator, transmigrated into the post-army civilian Hua Mulan’s body, she’s been under a lot of pressure. Unlike the folktale ending, there are no flowers or applause to be found here. After leaving the army and returning to her hometown, word by the countryside has painted the now 32 year old Hua Mulan as a homicidal maniac, an old hag, and a freak of nature, among other nasty things. Between piecing together Hua Mulan’s scattered memories, grappling with her fellow villagers’ prejudice against her, and fending off Mrs Hua’s attempts to match make her, He Mulan has her hands full. All He Mulan wants to do is protect Hua Mulan’s body till her soul comes back, but fate has other plans…

- Description from Novelupdates

As a Beta, Ning An’s goal in life was to work hard, make money and get rich. However, his own dear father changed his aspiration and made him become a military academy student. Initially, he wanted to spend his days lazing about. What? The first place in the year gets a generous scholarship? Then staying up to study and train my body is nothing at all! The first place scholarship is definitely mine!

The A in the opposite dorm: So you’re actually an O.

Ning An: Ah?

The A in the opposite dorm: I know. You’re risking it all to prove that an O is not inferior to an A.

Ning An: You know my ass. Laozi is a B.

The A in the opposite dorm: You need to correctly recognise your own gender ah.

Ning An: …. Teacher. Report. I’m afraid this person is stupid.

note: Pretending to be a B’ is 装B (Zhuang B). 装B also means to boast or show off

- Description from Novelupdates

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”