The Villainess turns the Hourglass - Chapter 274: Extra Story II: Jealousy, Part II

“When everyone scorned me because I was merely a woman, I kept convincing myself: ‘Actually, you can give it a try.’” – Fang Feng Sheng

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There was a famous saying in officialdom: there is no yamen without Shaoxing.

She was the only descendant of the Fang family, the most prominent family of private advisors in Shaoxing.

A calamity broke the Fang family apart. Her father was implicated and put to death, and she cut her way through thistles and thorns to prove her name.

However, walking down this path, she discovered that there were things beyond her imagination.

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Zong Yue knows that he could marry Fang Feng Sheng because he had blocked all her paths of retreat. But it doesn’t matter—one day, the person will become his, and so will her heart.

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He has returned to the past. And this time he will live up to his role as a young master, which he lost in the past.

He will use all the resources of his family to his advantage. He will cheat the world itself.

This is a harem and intrigue story, where he will get what he wants, he will build his own super hidden power and he will protect his loved one's this time.

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The character's sheet... If you got lost. Be careful though, it is full of spoilers

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1P_mYCR3G-WOPiRvJBj1v6g5mlQXOtyJuivGdfWou38U

P.S.

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There is an ugly beast that violates women in prison.

A treacherous beast that is feared and called a “Butcher”.

That’s me.

I was once a human but now I can’t even remember my own name.

I can’t speak, and I don’t understand a word they say.

It is in this deep loneliness that I am pouring my essence into the women everyday.

I pour my burning rage into them.

Over and over again, until they conceive.

From morning till night. Until the women’s souls withered.

To show them that I’m an excellent stallion and an obedient domestic animal.

But my soul has not perished yet.

I will break free from this prison soon. And when I do, it will be your last.

Every human who betrayed me, every demon who altered me, I will trample down like an ant.

And it won’t stop until I’m satisfied.

The dawn of the beast is near.