I, Qi Simonan, am a fast-wearing woman with the task of making men angry to death.
To be precise, it makes those garbage male protagonists in ancient bloody novels angry to death.
The boss who forced his wife to donate a kidney to Bai Yueguang, the powerful official from a humble family who thought his fiancée was ignorant even though he was a softie of his in-laws, the top-notch man who used the actress as Bai Yueguang's stand-in, who spoke affectionately but was full of calculations.
The system said that as long as the target hero's defense value reaches 100%, 10 million will be credited to the real account immediately.
I perked up on the spot.
Fall in love? Don't talk.
Chasing Wife Crematorium? The one who gets most excited is probably the shameless male protagonist.
I am only responsible for causing trouble for the male protagonist.
The more affectionate the hero pretends to be, the more excited I get.
His eyes turned red, he vomited blood, and he broke his defense in public.
I looked down at the text message.
Great, it's arrived again.
