I want a book like *My 36-Year-Old Gold Medal Auntie*. Please recommend something with a similar vibe. I just can't find anything. I've looked around, and the ones that seem similar still don't quite match this book.
"Influenza has occurred frequently recently. Please pay attention to personal protection, reduce going out in public places, do not gather unless necessary, and keep warm..." The stern voice of the female anchor on the TV echoed in the slightly noisy living room. "Han Qingxia! Did you hear me?" A sharp, angry scolding, like a cold awl, pierced the background sound of the news broadcast. Han Qingxia, who was staring at the TV screen and leaning forward slightly, trembled violently! She turned her head sharply, her pupils suddenly contracted due to extreme shock, and she looked at everything in front of her in disbelief. Familiar and unfamiliar sights came into view: an old-fashioned living room with an area of more than thirty square meters and old decoration; faded New Year pictures hanging on the wall; a set of heavy old mahogany sofas crowded with people - all her "relatives" by blood or law. In the middle seat, seat C, sat a fat old lady in her sixties or seventies with gray and sparse hair. Her plump and drooping face was flushed with anger, and her flabby facial muscles were beating up and down with her heavy breathing. Her cloudy eyes were like poisonous hooks, nailing Han Qingxia's body, as if they wanted to carve out a piece of flesh from her body with his eyes. Han Qingxia's heart beat wildly in his chest, almost breaking through his ribs. An icy chill instantly shot from her tailbone to Tianling Gai, making her limbs and bones stiff. This... This is clearly half a month before the end of the world! It was her so-called "good grandma", "good father", and the "good stepmother" who, along with a group of uncles and aunts, stormed into her home aggressively and forced her to vacate the only property left by her mother to use it as a wedding room for her unrelated "brother"! She was clearly... She was clearly on the wall of the eastern base just now! The endless, rancid zombie tide was like a black sea of death, instantly submerging her. The cold and viscous corpse fluid poured into her mouth and nose, and the severe pain of her bones being torn and broken still remained in her nerve endings... "Han Qingxia! After your mother left, how did your stepmother treat you? She was heartbroken! She was closer than her own biological children! Who in the neighborhood didn't say a nice word to her?!" The fat old lady, her own grandmother Wang Jinhua, almost sprayed saliva on Han Qingxia's face, The voice was sharp and mean, "Now that your brother is getting married, and the place at home is small, why do you want to borrow this empty house from you? Ah? Your brother! How can you be so picky? You are just an ignorant white-eyed wolf! Your conscience has been eaten by dogs!" "Mom, please calm down and don't talk about Qingxia like that." Sitting next to Wang Jinhua, a middle-aged woman with the same plump figure and fancy clothes immediately advised her with "kind words and soft words". It was Han Qingxia's stepmother Li Lin. With a fake and kind smile on her face, she stretched out her hand and patted the old lady's arm. "Qingxia is a sensible child and knows what's going on. How could she not help her brother? Right, Qingxia?" As she spoke, her eyes glanced at Han Qingxia. There was calculation and matter-of-factness hidden in her eyes, which Han Qingxia foolishly regarded as "maternal love" in her previous life. "Hmph!" Wang Jinhua snorted heavily, raised her plump chin, and continued with a commanding tone like charity: "Did you hear that? Hand over the key quickly! You have rented this house for so many years and it has been ruined! Your brother said that all the shabby furniture in it must be replaced, otherwise it cannot be used as a wedding room! You have to pay for it! He is your brother! When he gets married, you, my sister, shouldn't buy something decent?!" The eyes of a group of people, either with contempt, greed, indifference, or hypocritical "persuasion", were all focused on the slightly thin figure in the center of the living room. Han Qingxia stood quietly, her eyelids lowered, and her long eyelashes cast a small shadow on her pale face. No one saw the huge waves surging in her eyes - it was the blood and fire of ten years of struggling to survive in the apocalypse, the deep-seated hatred of being betrayed by loved ones and pushed into the corpse's mouth countless times! In her last life... She actually believed it! I believed in Li Lin's false "good" words, and believed in the so-called "family affection" of these vampires! Like a fool, she not only obediently handed over the only place her mother had bought with her life, but she even actually spent her meager savings from working for several years to buy them "decent" new furniture! The result? The end of the world has come, order has collapsed, and human nature has been lost. Every time she encounters danger, every time she needs to be sacrificed, she will always be the first human shield pushed out to stop the zombies! In order to snatch a piece of moldy bread, her "good brother" would not hesitate to punch her! And in the end, at the last moment when the base rescue vehicle, which symbolized a way out, was about to leave, it was this group of "blood relatives" in front of them who, in order to squeeze into the vehicle, used a few dirty hands to use all their strength to push her, who was standing in front of them, into the surging tide of corpses behind her! The cold despair, the sharp pain of being torn apart, and the excited screams of zombies that filled the eardrums for an instant... The last thing they saw before they died were the indifferent and even a little bit of joy on their side faces after they squeezed into the car! The cold heart tempered by ten years of struggle in the apocalypse and countless life and death tests was completely ignited by the overwhelming hatred at this moment! "Ha..." A very light and cold sneer escaped from Han Qingxia's lips without warning. The laughter was very soft, but like ice falling to the ground, it instantly overwhelmed all the noise in the living room. Wang Jinhua's scolding stopped abruptly, Li Lin's hypocritical smile froze on her face, and all the "relatives" sitting and standing on the sofa looked at her in shock. Han Qingxia slowly raised his head. Those eyes were no longer confused and in a trance as they were a moment ago, but were now tempered with ice and burning with flames, with a coldness and ridicule that penetrated everything and looked down at ants. Her gaze, like a cold blade, swept across the greedy, calculating, and hypocritical faces of these so-called "relatives" in front of her. "Is it funny?" Her voice was terrifyingly calm, without a trace of ripples, but it reached everyone's ears clearly, "You want my house, and you want me to pay for you to buy new furniture?" The corner of her mouth curled up in an extremely ironic arc, and her eyes were like looking at a group of clowns. "You... Are you using the corners of the city wall to build your shame?"
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"Anyone can enter the VIP area these days? Why don't you lock the car while riding a shabby electric car?" In the parking lot, two rich second generations sneered at Gu Cheng's little electric donkey. They didn't know - this electric car carried Su Qi, who had not become famous ten years ago, to escape the paparazzi; this man, who was ridiculed and shabby, was the exclusive photographer who must be invited to every concert of the diva; and the little girl he held in his hand was wearing a support headband made by Su Qi...
In this book, the heroine wakes up after a car accident. Eleven years have passed, and the sweet pull between her three younger brothers and their mortal enemies is being updated. Come and take a look if you like it.
⚠️ Contains glass candy / lighthearted and funny / all the members are really slapped in the face ⚠️ Suitable for: those who want to experience "Neptune's overturn and counterattack" Super good-looking soft rice article
This is a real soft rice article. After reading this, as long as you can do what the author writes in the book, you can also be a soft rice. Although we do not have cheats for the protagonist, as long as you want to change yourself, even if you don't eat soft rice, as long as you learn what the book says, you can make others eat soft rice.
"The Soft Rice King System" is a waste that can be turned around? He changed his destiny by eating soft food! Unemployed after graduation? No, the King of Soft Rice was born! Feng Hao, a standard "three-no" young man: ** no background, no ability, no money, his resume is in vain, and interviews are repeatedly blocked. When life was at its lowest point, a heavenly voice came - "99% of the inert cells in the host have been detected, which meets the basic conditions of eating soft rice. Do you want to bind it?" "Yes! Bind it immediately!" Feng Hao answered instantly without hesitation. What backbone? Pretentious? Being able to hold a steady job is a real skill! The system fell into silence... Could it be that the golden finger failed? Or does this bowl of "soft rice" have another mystery?
**"After peeking at the desire entries, she got addicted to pestering me every night"** [Urban cool article | System mind reading | Sweet flirting and mutual fishing] When Lin Lang woke up, he was reborn back in 2000, and was bound to the [Universal Entry System] - the desires of everyone in front of him turned into floating words! Until he met the cold female CEO Su Wanqing in a bar. There was a bright red message floating above her head: **"I want to be pinched by this man and kissed in front of the floor-to-ceiling window..."** (He chuckled and approached) "Mr. Su, the words on your body... Are quite wild?" (Fingertips traced the word "Gan Ye" looming under her collarbone) "Do you want me... To help you realize it tonight?" [The system is in hand, full of ambiguity] ✔️She called him a "scumbag", but the word "desire +1" appeared honestly on her body ✔️He relied on the [Love Talk Master] skill to change her word "resistance" to "addiction" ✔️When others could only see money and status, he directly saw through the most shameful desire in her heart **"Lin Lang, don't look at the words on my body again!"** (He chuckled while holding a cigarette) "But the new 'addiction' on your back... You have to be responsible, right?" ★Modern city + system cheat + ultimate push and pull★ ★The flower of the high mountain on the surface vs. The lust on the inside★ ★He is in control of the overall situation, and she is trapped step by step★ **"Tonight's entry, where do you want to start unlocking it?"**
[Title] **"108 glasses of white wine and a long snake formation? What he drank was not wine, but an ambition of 7 million!"** [Text] 🔥**A 28-seat business round table, 108 glasses of white wine set out in a "deadly snake formation"** - The waiter's hands were shaking with fear and he almost dialed 120, but the protagonist Jiang Feng laughed. 💼**For 7 million orders? No, it's for the "ultimate test" in Room 808**. When the sister tapped on the table and revealed the **"Emgrand World 808 Room Card"** under the last glass, this wine game was no longer a business, but a gamble on the tip of a knife. 🍶**Drinking is hell, drinking it is heaven** Someone asked: "Don't give up your life?" Jiang Feng: "Life? My life is only for ambition and appetizer." 💋**After the wine is finished, the glass is poured, and the room card is revealed** - What is waiting behind the door is Bi 108 **"If it were you, at what glass would you fall?" See the real chapter in the comment area
In this book, the female protagonist is invincible all the way, and the male protagonist levels up to fight monsters. It's more daily life, and I have a daughter. It's very sweet and the content is very good.
Go ahead and let me do it... As a member of Kuaishuan, the male protagonist is responsible for kicking out those scum who are eating soft food and not being dedicated, and then successfully eat soft food and strive to become a benchmark in the industry!
## Beast control? No, soft rice tastes better! >"There is a lot of panic, the beast master examination will start soon!" >"My third uncle, please don't let me enter the electronics factory!" >"Where is Qin Hao?" Suddenly someone screamed: "He fainted at the door of the girls' toilet!" >I opened my eyes and lay in front of the girls' toilet of Shonan High School, with no memory at all and a splitting headache. >"Ding! The soft rice counterattack system has been successfully bound." >"Host talent detected: electronics factory reserve, it is recommended to professionally eat soft rice." >"Novice task: ask the host to find a rich woman immediately." >Looking at the classmates pointing, I was so embarrassed that I wanted to disappear on the spot. --- "A lot of people are panicking, the beastmaster examination is about to begin!" The corridor was filled with an anxious buzz. "Bless me, uncle," another voice said with a cry, "If you fail the exam, you will have to go to the electronics factory to tighten screws... Where did that kid Qin Hao die?" Before he finished speaking, a scream tore through the air: "It's not good! Qin Hao fainted at the door of the women's toilet!" ... At the door of the women's toilet of Xiangnan High School, a crowd gathered around him. I lay on the cold floor tiles, struggling to open my heavy eyelids, and the dazzling white light made me dizzy. The unfamiliar ceiling, the unfamiliar smell, the mind was in chaos, as if it had been completely washed away, leaving only the sharp pain pounding crazily in the skull. "Gan... Where is this..." I gasped in pain. Bite! A strong will to survive (or lose) was detected... The soft rice counterattack system was successfully bound! An emotionless electronic sound suddenly exploded in my mind. [Scanning host... Talent appraisal in progress... Appraisal completed: SSS-level 'Electronics Factory Reserve' (extraordinary talent, no bright future). Ding! Novice mission released: The host is asked to find a rich woman immediately and start the legend of soft rice! Mission reward: Rich woman's favorability +1. Penalty for failure: a coupon for in-depth experience of the electronics factory assembly line. The cold mechanical sound echoed in the dead mind, the words were clear, and it knocked my soul out of my mind. The glances from all around me were like needles piercing my body, pointing, and whispers merged into a suffocating sound, firmly nailing me to the center of this "sacred place of social death" in front of the women's restroom. I closed my eyes, wishing that the electronics factory experience coupon would be transported away on the spot and disappear without a trace.
[Ancient sweet pet tweets | "Transfer Student"] It was raining in Jiangcheng in September. In the coffee shop, Shi Yinan held his chin up and looked at the rain, his eyes were like water, but he didn't know where his thoughts were drifting. Cheng Hong snapped his fingers to bring her back to her senses. He raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "What are you looking at?" She stirred the coffee in the cup and replied calmly, "Nothing." Cheng Hong pretended to be aggrieved: "You didn't want to tell me, but you asked me to come. Could it be that you missed me?" Shi Yinan looked at him coldly, and moved her fingertips slightly, as if to hit his forehead, but he smiled and avoided it. On the first day of her second year of high school, she skipped class, but Cheng Hong wasn't upset. He just held an umbrella and looked for her in the rain, not caring if his clothes got wet. He knew that her temperament was as cold as autumn rain, but he still wanted to warm her up. "Cheng Hong, are you annoyed?" "I'm annoyed, but who told me to love annoying you?" In the rain, the young man smiled lazily, and the tips of the girl's ears were slightly red. After a meeting at another school, he became her "little tail" that she couldn't get rid of, pampering her, teasing her, protecting her, and turning her cold life into a spring poem. ——"The sugar content in "Transfer Student" exceeds the limit, Cheng Hong × Shi Yinan, the sweet favorite of the ancient campus, waiting for you to come and enjoy it!"
Although this is a soft meal, it is "reasonable" enough. The protagonist repeatedly rejected his wife's confession in his previous life, but the wife refused to let him go. In the end, the soft rice was forced to be eaten. The whole process was very sweet. If it is not sweet, you can kill me.
The weakest fan, after the male protagonist has "Golden Finger", he is not like other novels, day and night, the logic is very high, it is worth reading
Who knows? Tomato's "Snow and Ice" is really amazing! ! The moment the Beijing circle dragged Mr. Wang to throw his school uniform jacket over the head of the bullied heroine, my girlish heart exploded on the spot! The phrase "I'll cover you from now on" made my legs weak. When my fingertips brushed against the bruises, the ambiguity exploded. The desks were trembling with the sound of their heartbeats! Who would have thought that the original flower protector would later say "Don't be afraid" with red eyes in the heroine's arms? Peeping from the classroom to the wedding dress in the auditorium, the scene of two broken souls redeeming each other and embracing at the top is so sweet that it makes you lose your teeth! I've been consuming alcohol for a month and I still can't get out. 🥹I can enjoy this couple forever!
Highly recommended, this is the first book where both the male and female protagonists are sober, it's a great read! The author of the second book has very good writing style, and both characters are very delicate. The third book is also very good, and you won't lose money if you invest in it.
--- The bedside lamp is like a tired eye, barely able to open a cloudy haze. That pitiful halo struggled to smear on Luo Ning's face, reflecting the turbulent waves surging deep in her eyes. She hugged the thin quilt tightly, as if it was the last fragile shield against this strange room. Bursts of tearing dull pain came from deep within her body, and every slight movement involved hidden nerve endings, reminding her of the unspeakable storm last night. "If you want," the voice was as dry as sandpaper rubbing against the throat, and every word was exhausted, "we can get the marriage certificate now." The air solidified. Dust danced crazily in the dim light beam, making a silent noise. The man on the single sofa was naked from the waist up, and his well-defined muscles looked like some kind of dormant, cold sculpture in the dim light. He held the cigarette between his fingers, and the scarlet fire flickered in and out between his silent words, like a malicious eye in the darkness. The rising bluish-gray smoke blurred his eyebrows, and only the tight lines of the word "Chuan" were as clear as a knife carving. In the smoke, his eyes were heavy and scrutinizing, silently pressing on her, almost suffocating her. Luo Ning curled up subconsciously and pressed her knees against her chest. The tearing pain hit her sharply again. She couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and the slight gasping sound was particularly harsh in the silence. The man put out the cigarette, and the scarlet flame struggled in the ashtray for a few times before it was completely extinguished, leaving only a twisted wisp of green smoke. He stood up, his powerful body casting a huge shadow in the gloom, almost completely covering her. "Do you want to go to the hospital?" His voice was low and without warmth, but there was a rare hint of hesitation. Luo Ning suddenly came back to his senses, as if he was burned by the sound, he shook his head quickly, his movements touched the painful area, and his brows instantly tightened. "No need," she replied almost through gritted teeth, trying to keep her voice steady, "I am a doctor myself, I'm fine." Compared with the sharp, tearing dull pain deep in her body, what made her internal organs tighten even more were the chaotic, hot, and completely out-of-control fragments from last night. They were like red-hot irons, burning repeatedly in her mind - cousin Luochen's anxious phone call: "Ningning, hurry! Tianxi Hotel 1808! I have a very important client who suddenly feels very uncomfortable and is dying! You are a doctor, help me!"; When she rushed there, Luochen's face full of false concern, And the glass of cold orange juice that was passed to me... After half a glass of it was consumed, the heat suddenly exploded deep in the body, like countless tiny poisonous insects gnawing in the blood vessels, and the mind was instantly burned to ashes; and later, the bathroom door opened, and the man in front of him walked out silently, like a moving mountain, with a compelling and irresistible aura... She closed her eyes hard, trying to squeeze those images out of her mind, her nails digging into the soft quilt in her palms. The man didn't ask any more questions. He turned and walked towards the bathroom, and a moment later there was the sound of running water. Luo Ning opened his eyes and stared blankly at the blurry spot on the ceiling that was dimmed by the light. His heart thumped heavily in his chest, one after another. After an unknown amount of time, the sound of water stopped. The man walked out, with only a bath towel loosely wrapped around his waist, and water was still dripping from the ends of his hair. He walked straight to the clothes scattered on the ground and picked them up one by one, moving slowly and with an almost cold calmness. The silence weighed on Luoning's heart like a huge stone, leaving her breathless. She watched him put on black trousers, his strong waistline rising and falling with his movements. Just as he picked up the dark gray shirt, Luo Ning's voice sounded again, with a desperate determination, breaking the suffocating silence: "What I just said counts." She stared at his broad back, "Get the certificate." The man buttoned the buttons without any pause, as smoothly as if he was just completing an ordinary daily step. He fastened the last button, turned around, and his eyes fell calmly on her face, those deep eyes like two bottomless pools of cold water. "Okay." A single word, crisp and clear, without any unnecessary questions or hesitations. He bent down, took out his mobile phone from the scattered coat pocket, and tapped the screen quickly with his fingertips. Then, he walked towards the bed, and under Luo Ning's tight gaze, he bent down and picked up her clothes that were also scattered on the floor - a wrinkled off-white dress, and... Her most intimate clothes. There was no hint of intimacy or hesitation in his movements, it was as pure as handling an object to be cleaned. He placed the clothes on the edge of the bed beside her. "Get dressed," the voice remained calm, "the car is downstairs." After saying that, he picked up his coat and mobile phone and walked straight to the door without looking back, "I'll wait for you in the lobby in fifteen minutes." The door lock made a slight click, and Luo Ning was the only one left in the room, with the still dim light. The huge, cold shame instantly overwhelmed her, a hundred times worse than the physical pain. She grabbed the dress, and the fabric rubbed against her sensitive skin, causing a sharp sting. She bit her lower lip and tasted a hint of sweet rust. Tears rolled crazily in her eyes, and she forced them back again. Can't cry. Now is not the time to cry. Luochen... This name was like a poisonous needle, piercing into her mind. She must know why he did this! What on earth was put in that glass of orange juice! She endured the severe pain and quickly got dressed. The person in the mirror looked as pale as a ghost, his eyes were covered in thick blue and black, and there was blood oozing from the bitten lip. She straightened her messy long hair, took a deep breath, suppressed the choking in her throat and physical discomfort, opened the door, and walked into the cold hotel corridor outside. The light was pale and dazzling, and every step on the thick carpet felt like stepping on the tips of needles. In the lobby, the man was leaning against a smooth marble column. His posture was relaxed, but he had a chilling aura that kept strangers away. He raised his eyes and saw her, but said nothing, only raised his chin toward the door. A black car with cold lines slid silently to the door of the hotel. The man opened the car door and motioned for her to enter. Luo Ning sat in, and the car was filled with a refreshing smell of cedar and leather, clean but with a sense of distance. The man then sat in the driver's seat, the engine started quietly, and the vehicle merged smoothly into the sparse early morning traffic. The city outside the car window is gradually waking up in the morning light, and the glass curtain walls of high-rise buildings reflect cool light. Luo Ning leaned back on the cold leather seat. The fatigue and pain in her body hit her like a tide, making her just want to fall asleep. But she forced herself to keep her eyes open. Her brain was dizzy and swollen under the residual influence of the drug, but it turned tenaciously: Who is he? When Luochen set up this trap, was she the target or the man who drove silently? Receive the certificate... Is this decision right or wrong? A huge, unknown whirlpool was right in front of her, and she had just jumped into it. The direction the car is traveling is becoming more and more familiar. When the towering twin towers with a modern and oppressive design appeared in sight, Luo Ning's heart sank suddenly - that was the headquarters of the "Lo Group" and the core symbol of the Luo family's business empire. Cousin Luochen's office is on the top floor, overlooking the entire city. However, the car did not drive towards the iconic entrance of the Lowe Building. It turned smoothly, and under the gaze of Luo Ning's suddenly shrinking pupils, it stopped steadily directly opposite the Lowe's Building! Across a busy street about thirty meters wide, the building that symbolized the power of the Luo family was like a silent giant. The cold glass curtain wall clearly reflected their inconspicuous black car. The man turned off the engine, unbuckled his seat belt, and looked at her sideways. His tone was calm, but with an unquestionable command: "Get out of the car." Luo Ning's heart beat wildly in his chest, causing pain in his ribs. She understood his intention instantly. This is the area with the best view of Lowe's Building! The giant floor-to-ceiling windows in the lobby, the ubiquitous high-definition surveillance cameras at the door... In the building opposite, there are probably countless pairs of eyes, or cold lenses, pointed at this location! She opened the car door stiffly, and the chilly morning air rushed in, making her shiver. The man walked around the front of the car and walked to her. He was tall, casting a shadow that almost completely covered her. He stretched out his hand, his movements natural but with an irresistible force, and held her hand. Luo Ning's body tensed instantly, his fingertips were cold, and he subconsciously wanted to withdraw, but was firmly held by his dry and strong palm. His palms were warm, even a little hot, in stark contrast to her cold fingertips. The heat seemed to be carrying electricity, running straight up his arms. "Let's go." He held her hand and strode toward the small, inconspicuous Civil Affairs Service Center opposite. The steps were firm and there was no hesitation. Luo Ning felt like a puppet, being led by his strong hands and moving passively. Every step is on the tip of the knife. She could clearly feel the invisible, cold gazes coming from the direction of the Lowe Building, like countless needles pricking her back. When I walked into the service center, the air conditioner was on full blast. There were only a few couples waiting inside, and the air was filled with the dull smell of disinfectant and paper. The process was breathtakingly fast. The staff's formulaic inquiries, the rustling sound of printing forms, the dull and clear "click" when the steel seal fell... Luo Ning cooperated numbly throughout the process, his mind went blank. It wasn't until two bright red booklets with the gilded national emblem were handed to her and the man's hands respectively that the heavy touch hit her chaotic consciousness like a heavy hammer. She lowered her head and looked at the document that belonged to her. The words "marriage certificate" on the cover made her eyes hurt. She opened it and found the photos she had just taken of her and him side by side. In the photo, she looks pale, has empty eyes, and purses her lips, like a prisoner awaiting trial. And the man next to her—only then did she really see his name: Lu Chen. In the photo, he has a stern expression, clear-cut features, and bottomless eyes. Lu Chen. This name was like a cold stone thrown into stagnant water, causing a slight ripple in her heart, which was then submerged by deeper confusion and fear. Who is he? Why Lu Chen? Lu Chen put away his ID and held her hand again, but he was still too strong to break free. He led her out of the glass door of the service center and stood opposite the Lowe Building again. This time, he did not immediately walk to the car parked on the roadside, but deliberately stopped, turned around, and faced the huge glass curtain wall of the Lowe Building. The sunlight hit him from the side, outlining his tall and cold profile. He held her hand and raised it to the height of his chest. The two brand-new, dazzlingly red marriage certificates were displayed by him intentionally or unintentionally, reflecting a light that could not be ignored in the sunlight. He even tilted his head slightly, his gaze seemed to penetrate the thick glass wall and cast it accurately in a specific direction. A very faint and cold arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, which flashed away. Luo Ning's heartbeat almost stopped. She stood there stiffly, and could clearly feel that in the building opposite, behind a high-rise window, a cold and sharp gaze was fixed on them, on the two dazzling red books. That sight, with unbelievable shock and overwhelming anger, still made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave even from a distance of dozens of meters. Lu Chen finally let go of her hand. He didn't look at her again and walked straight to the car. "Get in the car." There was no emotion in his voice. Luo Ning didn't know how he got back into the passenger seat. The car started and merged into traffic. She clutched the hot marriage certificate in her hand, her knuckles turning white from the exertion. The pain in her body, the humiliation and fear in her heart, the anger of being calculated, and the unknown fear of the strange man beside her, were like countless cold poisonous snakes wrapping around her, tightening tighter and tighter. She leaned against the cold car window, looking at the rapidly regressing street scene outside, her eyes empty. Is this absurd marriage a desperate move, or has she fallen into another deeper, carefully woven trap? The car finally stopped at the foot of a high-end apartment building in a quiet environment. Lu Chenwei spoke and motioned for her to get out of the car. The elevator rose smoothly and stopped at a floor. He opened a heavy security door and let her in sideways. "You live here." It was still a concise command sentence without any unnecessary explanation. He pointed to a bedroom next to the living room, "That one." The apartment was large, decorated in a cold modern style, with black and white as the main colors, clean lines, and spotless, but it was as empty and cold as a carefully built model apartment, without the slightest smell of inhabited fireworks. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows reveal the bustling cityscape, and the sunlight shines in unbridled, but it cannot dispel the deep-seated desolation. "Clothes," Lu Chen's voice interrupted her inspection. He walked up to her at some point and handed over a heavy paper bag with the logo of a high-end shopping mall printed on it. The outline of soft clothes could be vaguely seen inside, "New." His eyes briefly stayed on the wrinkled off-white dress she was wearing, and his eyes made Luo Ning subconsciously cross her arms again. "The bathroom is over there." He raised his chin in one direction, "Take care of it yourself." Luo Ning took the paper bag and touched the soft fabric with his fingertips, but it felt like holding red hot coals. She lowered her head, walked quickly to the bedroom he pointed to, closed the door, and leaned her back against the cold door panel before daring to take a deep breath. The pain and exhaustion in her body came overwhelmingly, and she slid to the ground, hugging the paper bag like the only driftwood she could hold on to. Tears of humiliation finally broke through the floodgates and surged out, silently soaking the brand new fabric. She bit her wrist tightly to prevent herself from crying. I don't know how long it took, but the sound of the door closing as Lu Chen left was heard. The apartment fell into complete silence. Luo Ning held on to the wall, stood up with difficulty, and walked into the bathroom that came with the bedroom. The warm water rushed down, but it could not wash away the burning sensation on the skin and the fatigue that penetrated into the bone marrow. In the mirror, the bruises on his body were shocking, silently telling of the madness last night. She closed her eyes and let the water wash over her cheeks. Put on brand-new, high-quality clothes in a paper bag, and the size unexpectedly fits. She threw herself on the unfamiliar big bed, and the crisp cedar smell seemed to be tainted in the quilt. The extreme physical discomfort and high mental tension caused her to quickly fall into a drowsy, half-dreaming state. His mind was full of chaotic fragments: Luo Chen's hypocritical face, the glass of cold orange juice, Lu Chen's silhouette smoking silently, the "click" sound of the steel seal falling, and the cold glass curtain wall of the Lowe Building... Finally, it was fixed on Lu Chen's last, cold and mocking silhouette facing the building. Early the next morning, Luo Ning was awakened by the constant vibration of his cell phone. The name of his father Luo Mingyuan danced on the screen. She answered the phone, and her father's voice was filled with unprecedented solemnity and a hint of imperceptible anxiety: "Ning Ning, go back to the headquarters immediately. The large conference room on the top floor. The board of directors, emergency meeting. Be there soon!" Luo Ning's heart sank suddenly. Coming. She took a deep breath, suppressed the pain in her body and the turmoil in her heart, and stood up quickly. The face of the person in the mirror is still pale, but his eyes are like tempered ice, with a coldness that is like breaking a cauldron. She picked up the handbag containing the marriage certificate. The small red book seemed to be very heavy at the moment. On the top floor of the Lowe Group headquarters, in the huge circular conference room, the atmosphere was so solemn that you could squeeze water out of it. Both sides of the long dark conference table were filled with core members of the Luo family and group directors, all with serious faces. Luo Mingyuan sat in the main seat, frowning. Luo Chen, on the other hand, was sitting under his father Luo Mingyuan, with a complicated look on his face that was determined to win, mixed with hypocritical concern. When Luo Ning opened the door and came in, everyone's eyes were instantly focused on her, with some inquiry, some contempt, and more of a kind of indifference waiting for a good show. Luo Ning straightened his back, ignored those glances, walked to the reserved seat next to his father Luo Mingyuan and sat down. She could clearly feel Luo Chen's gaze, with undisguised pride and a hint of cold threat. "Okay, everyone is here." Luo Mingyuan's voice was tired, and his eyes swept across the audience, and finally landed on Luo Ning's face, with a hint of pain and helplessness, "Today's emergency meeting is for... For the reputation of our Luo family, and for Ning Ning's future." He paused, as if it was difficult to speak. Luo Chen immediately took over the conversation, with a solemn tone and a sense of righteousness and annihilation: "Uncle, I know this is hard to accept. But for the group and the family, some things must be put on the table and made clear." He stood up, holding a thin tablet in his hand, and looked at Luo Ning with compassion, "Ning Ning, cousin knows that you are feeling uncomfortable, but things have happened and we must face it." He slid his fingers on the tablet. The next second, a high-definition photo suddenly appeared on the huge projection screen in front of the conference room! The background of the photo is the dim light of the hotel room, and the angle is extremely tricky and private! In the photo, Luo Ning's clothes are messy, his eyes are blurred, and he is being held tightly in the arms of a shirtless man, with only his strong back and arms visible! The picture is extremely impactful and full of unsightly hints! There was an uproar in the conference room instantly! Gasps and muffled comments came and went. The faces of the directors became extremely ugly, and their eyes towards Luo Ning were full of unabashed contempt and disgust. Luo Ning felt a rush of cold blood rushing directly to the top of his head, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be frozen. She stared intently at the enlarged and extremely humiliating photo on the screen. Her nails dug deeply into her palms, causing sharp pain, but it was far less than one ten thousandth of the feeling of being torn apart in her heart. She suddenly turned her head to look at Luo Chen, with cold fire burning in her eyes. "Ning Ning," Luo Chen's voice sounded at the right time, full of "pain" and "helplessness". He walked to the projection and pointed at the back of the man in the photo, "The matter has come to this. For your reputation, as well as to calm the turmoil and restore the reputation of the group, the best solution is to facilitate your relationship with him as soon as possible. The marriage of this...'Mr. Lu'." He deliberately emphasized the word "Mr. Lu" and glanced at the directors present, with some hint, "Although the Lu family has been in turmoil in recent years, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. A marriage with our Luo family is a good match and can stop Youyou's mouth." He turned to Luo Ning, with extremely hypocritical "sincerity" on his face: "Ning Ning, my cousin is doing this for your own good and for the good of the Luo family. As long as you nod, my cousin will immediately communicate with the Lu family about the follow-up matters..." Luo Mingyuan closed his eyes in pain, as if he had aged a lot in an instant. The directors were discussing in low voices, looking between Luo Ning and Luo Chen. Luo Ning stood up slowly. His body was still trembling slightly, not because of fear, but because of extremely suppressed anger. She looked at Luo Chen's hypocritical face, at the indifferent or calculating looks of the directors, and finally at the deep weakness in her father Luo Mingyuan's eyes. All the humiliation, anger, and severe pain of being betrayed by a loved one turned into cold determination at this moment. She took a deep breath, and slowly and firmly opened her handbag under Luo Chenzhi's proud eyes and the gazes of everyone in the room. She took out the dazzlingly bright red marriage certificate, with clear and powerful movements, and raised it high, facing Luo Chen and the huge projection screen, exposing the gold-plated national emblem and the three clear words "Marriage Certificate" to everyone's astonished eyes. Her voice was not loud, but it was extremely clear, with a kind of coldness that was as cold as stone, and penetrated the dead air in the conference room: "Marriage?" The corner of her lips raised a very cold arc, and her eyes were like sharp blades piercing Luo Chen, who froze for a moment, "Don't bother." Every word was like ice beads hitting the ground. "I'm married." She paused and glanced across the shocked, speechless faces of the audience. Finally, she focused on Luo Chen's face, which suddenly turned pale and was filled with disbelief. She uttered the last sentence clearly: "The target, the heir of the Lu Group, Lu Chen." Dead silence. Absolute silence. Time seems to be frozen. In the huge conference room, only the faint hum of the air conditioning system was left. On the projection screen, the carefully selected and humiliating photo was still brightly lit, but at this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on the small, bright red marriage certificate held high by Luo Ning. The expression on Luochen's face was wonderful. The proud mask of being determined to win and control everything instantly shattered, and was replaced by a kind of horror and confusion like seeing a ghost. His mouth was open, his eyes seemed to bulge out of their sockets, and he stared at the red booklet, as if he wanted to burn it through with his eyes. He suddenly looked at Luo Ning, his eyes full of crazy questions and a kind of fooled rage. "Impossible!" He screamed, his voice distorted due to extreme shock and panic. He took a step forward suddenly, as if he wanted to rush over and snatch the certificate, "You lied! Luo Ning! In order to avoid responsibility, you dare to forge..." At this moment, the thick double-carved wooden door of the conference room was pushed open silently. A tall and straight figure appeared at the door. Against the light of the corridor outside the door, it was like a sudden shadow, instantly catching everyone's breath. A well-tailored dark suit wrapped around his figure with broad shoulders and narrow waist. His steps were steady and carried a silent pressure. He walked in, and his leather shoes made a clear, cold tapping sound on the smooth marble floor. Every step seemed to step on everyone's tense heartstrings. Lu Chen. He walked straight to Luo Ning, who was standing frozen on the spot, and naturally stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around her shoulders that were shaking slightly due to tension. It was a gesture of ownership and protection, with undeniable force. His body temperature spread through the thin fabric, strangely bringing a hint of support. Luo Ning's stiff body actually relaxed slightly in his arms for a moment. Lu Chen's gaze, like a sharp blade tempered by ice, passed over the stunned directors in the room and pinned accurately and firmly on Luo Chen's bloodless face filled with panic. Luochen seemed to have been bitten by a poisonous snake. He took a step back suddenly and hit the back of the chair behind him, making a harsh friction sound. He pointed at Lu Chen, his fingers trembling like dead leaves in the wind, his voice completely changed due to extreme fear and anger, sharply cutting through the dead silence: "Lu Chen! It's you?! Are you plotting against me?!" The muscles on his face were twisted, and his eyes were filled with the madness that had been played on his hands and a trace of despair on the verge of collapse, "This is impossible! How could you... You obviously..." Lu Chen looked at Luo Chen's gaffe, and his thin lips slowly raised upwards. It was not a gentle smile, but a cold arc with cruel playfulness and absolute control, like a beast admiring the death struggle of the prey under its claws. His arms were still holding Luoning firmly, his eyes were like looking at a flying insect struggling in vain on a spider web. In the suffocating silence, Lu Chen spoke. His voice was not high, but it was extremely clear, with a lazy casualness, as if talking about the weather. Every word was like a poisoned ice needle, accurately stabbing Luo Chen's nerves that finally collapsed: "Luo Chen," he tilted his head slightly, with undisguised contempt and ridicule in his eyes, "the glass of orange juice you gave me yesterday..." He paused deliberately, admiring Luo Chen's face, which was instantly as pale as paper, with cold sweat dripping down his face, and the completely collapsed fear deep in his pupils. Then, he added the last fatal sentence of judgment slowly and word for word: "The taste... Is not bad?"
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