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Books by 微湖野老
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Tycoon System: From the Start, I Owe a Hundred Million 神豪系统：开局负债一个亿
Lin Feng was betrayed by his girlfriend, his company went bankrupt, and he was left with 100 million in debt. At the brink of despair, he activated the [God-Tier Tycoon Debt System]. "Ding! 100 million in debt. Reward: god-tier investment instincts!" "Ding! 1 billion in debt. Stock market foresight unlocked!" "Ding! 10 billion in debt. Gain the ability to stop time for 10 seconds!" While others make money, I go into debt. The more I owe, the stronger I get. As his current girlfriend begged him t
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After I Divorced Him, My Ex Begged Me to Rise in Status Through Our Child 休夫后，前夫跪求我母凭子贵
In my past life, I knelt in the Gu family ancestral hall and begged him to look at our child. With his white moonlight in his arms, he rewarded me with a divorce decree. My child was gone. I died. Reborn on our wedding night, I turned around and splashed the nuptial wine in his face: “I’m ending this marriage.” Shen Tingwan was reborn. On their wedding night, the man who had made her kneel until she bled to death in her past life was pinching her chin, forcing her to drink a bowl of infertility
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The Mark in Our Genes 基因之痕
The Genetic Scar
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Reborn on the Night I Broke Off the Engagement: I Won’t Marry Into This Rich Family 重生退婚夜：这豪门我不入了
Su Yun was reborn. Back to the day she turned eighteen, the day her engagement was called off. In her past life, her scumbag fiancé and half-sister conspired to frame her. Her family was ruined, and she died a miserable death in prison. The only person who came to collect her body was the disabled tycoon she had always avoided, Shen Du Zhou. He took a knife meant for her and died before her eyes. This time, facing the mockery of the guests filling the hall, Su Yun tore up the marriage contract o
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The Day the Delivery Guy Was Saluted by a General 外卖小哥被首长敬礼那天
I've been delivering takeout for three years, and people have called me “stinking outsider” for just as long. My landlord hounds me for rent, other couriers pick on me, and even the neighborhood security guards think they can boss me around. On a stormy night, I was late with an order, and the customer cursed me over the phone: “You can't even deliver food properly. What's the point of someone like you being alive?” I crouched by the roadside, gnawing on a cold steamed bun as tears mixed with th
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