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Books by 多米
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After My White Moonlight Returned, My Best Friend and I Ran Away Together 白月光回来后，我和闺蜜一起跑路了
The day the System assigned us our targets, my best friend and I were quick on the draw. Her target was the poor campus heartthrob. I chose the down-and-out school bully who worked as a male model at a bar. The task was simple. It only took two months to complete. Everyone laughed at me, saying I had worse taste than my best friend. I sighed softly. "His dad is sick, his mom loves gambling, his little sister is still in school, and he's a broken mess. If I don't support him, who will?" Later, my
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Ten Years After My Conquest Ended, the Yandere Villain Came Looking for Me 攻略结束后，病娇反派找了我十年
After countless trials, I finally completed Fang Huai's conquest. The night we confirmed our relationship, he held me and called me "Big Sister" all night long. Then the System suddenly shrieked: [Help, Host! You got the wrong person! He's an obsessive, love-struck villain!] The obsessive villains I knew were all sinister and possessive, and would hold a grudge forever. Anyone who dared deceive them would be toyed with until not even their ashes remained! What was I supposed to do now? We'd alre
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After I Died, My Mother Went Mad 我死后，妈妈疯了
My mother hated me for eighteen years. The day I died, they were all out traveling and taking pictures. When my mother got a call from the police, she only thought it was a nuisance. "How could he possibly have the guts to kill himself? He's definitely just trying to trick me into giving him money." "If he's going to die, he can go die somewhere far away. There's no need to tell me." But, Mom, I really am dead.
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After Being Reborn, I Only Want to Make Money 重生后我只想搞钱
The chandelier in the hall suddenly fell, and I pushed my younger sister out of the way. But my mother thought I had hurt her on purpose because I was jealous that she was marrying a billionaire. So she locked me in the basement, where I starved to death. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day before the chandelier fell. This time, as I watched my sister walk beneath it once again, I chose to keep quiet and calmly wipe the stairs. All I could think about was my plan to make money.
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