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Books by Mr. Wild Imagination

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  1. Hong Kong Crossover: From Undercover to Ruler of Hong Kong Island 港综:称霸港岛,从卧底开始 Male-Channel Fanfiction320k WordsCompleted I transmigrated into 1990s Hong Kong as an undercover cop. My superior, Huang Zhicheng, wants me dead. So does my boss, Han Chen. And even the boss's wife, who often goes out to get her hair done with me, wants me dead? Fine, then I'll strike first! 148Reads—Score—Shelves
  2. Everyone Who Went Into the River Back Then Is Dead 当年下河的人,都死了 10k WordsCompleted A childhood friend I hadn’t spoken to in over a decade suddenly showed up at my office, panic written all over his face. “They’re all dead!” “Everyone who went into that river back then is dead. Everyone except us!” I didn’t hesitate. I pulled out my passport and immediately booked a flight out of the country. My friend had his passport ready too, planning to leave with me. But that very night, he died in his hotel room. 113Reads—Score—Shelves
  3. My Parents' Debts Made Me Their Collateral 爸妈欠账,我成为抵债货物 10k WordsCompleted My Parents Owe a Debt, and I Become the Collateral 49Reads—Score—Shelves
  4. A Village Guardian Brings Me Pears, So I Divorce and Burn Down My House That Very Night 守村人送梨,我连夜离婚放火烧家 Mystery10k WordsCompleted When my child came home from school, they were holding a pear delivered by the village guardian. I demanded a divorce from my husband on the spot and set fire to our home. The whole village came to talk me down. My husband climbed out of bed and knelt, begging, "You're going to destroy this family over one pear?" I gripped the torch tightly, trembling violently with fear. "The pear has arrived. This house has to burn!" My husband shouted hoarsely, his eyes bloodshot. "Our girl is only in element 4Reads—Score—Shelves
  5. An Accidental Pregnancy, and My Fake Husband Follows Me Abroad to Make Me Give Birth? 意外怀孕,假老公追到国外让我生? Modern Romance10k WordsCompleted My fake husband and I laid down three rules: He must never withhold my wages! I help him identify gold diggers and kick them out with a vengeance! We must never consummate our marriage! The first two rules were going just fine. I got paid every day to tear into gold-digging bitches, and it was so satisfying. The problem was, Gu Yuanqi slept with me, and now I was pregnant. Wasn’t this a complete disaster? To keep my happy life going, I promptly fled abroad, planning to quietly get an abortion. B —Reads—Score—Shelves