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Old-school domineering love and an extreme groveling chase.
Xia Zhiyao had always had an easy life, with a respectable job and a loving fiance.
But when she was 25, Cheng Beiqian destroyed it all.
At her lavish engagement party, surrounded by guests,
her fiance took her by the hand, parted the crowd, and excitedly introduced someone. "Yaoyao, this is my cousin, Cheng Beiqian. Hurry up and call him Big Brother."
The man wore a bespoke black suit. He had an air of nobility, and the commanding presence of someone in power made him difficult to look at directly.
Xia Zhiyao obediently greeted him. "Hello, Big Brother."
The man's gaze settled on her, his voice cool. "Hello, little cousin."
The top floor of a luxury hotel. A storm raged outside.
Drenched and trembling, Xia Zhiyao walked over.
Cheng Beiqian stood before the panoramic windows and beckoned. "Come here."
Under his domineering gaze, Xia Zhiyao gritted her teeth and walked toward him, one step at a time.
Cheng Beiqian's cool hand clasped the back of her neck, caressing it as he forced her to lift her head and let him see how miserable she looked.
He chuckled softly in her ear. "If you want to stay alive, be obedient. When I'm tired of you, you can get lost."
Xia Zhiyao swallowed her blood, her spine breaking piece by piece.
She hated Cheng Beiqian. She wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood.
Another stormy, rainy day, exactly like the one five years ago.
With her five-year-old daughter in her arms, Xia Zhiyao looked coldly at Cheng Beiqian, kneeling in the rain below, looking utterly wretched.
This man could bring a storm of blood and turmoil to Jingang City with a single stomp, yet here in this shabby, damp neighborhood, he humbly begged her to love him.
"Yaoyao, love me just once. Just once."
The thing I hate most in this life is that the person who pushed me into hell once took me to heaven.
Domineering, ruthless tycoon Cheng x beautiful woman who bides her time and endures
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Below is the blurb for "Training the Grim Reaper After Marriage"
To have a child as soon as possible and claim the 1-billion-yuan inheritance her grandfather left her, Xu Qiao has no choice but to marry into the Qi family, to their eldest son, an ill-favored young master who's close to death.
The first time she met Qi Bai, his face was deathly pale, and he needed a wheelchair to walk.
After they married, the Nth time she threw herself at him to carry out their baby-making plan,
she saw the usually gentle and frail Qi Bai shrouded in black mist. A handsome man in a sharp suit emerged from his body.
It was the face of a stranger.
His features were sharp and cold, his black suit impeccably tailored and without a single crease. He wore black gloves, and his face was as cold as frost.
"Who are you?"
Xu Qiao was stunned. She couldn't believe that her husband, who was gravely ill, had mutated.
"The Grim Reaper."
The man slowly uttered two words, black mist curling around him as he looked down at her.
"You're a statistical outlier among survivors, an anomaly that death can't claim. I can grant you one wish. Once it's fulfilled, your soul will belong to me."
Only then did Xu Qiao realize that after twenty years of bad luck, she had somehow gotten lucky for once: she was an anomaly the Grim Reaper couldn't harvest.
She looked the tall, broad-shouldered, handsome Grim Reaper up and down. A sudden inspiration struck, and she narrowed her eyes. "My wish is for you to have a child with me."
"..."
The Grim Reaper's world consisted only of death and disaster. To him, human beings were nothing but numbers on a death toll.
After a thousand years wandering through the hell on earth, he had actually encountered a death statistic making such a foolish wish.
His voice was cold and low, dripping with disdainful superiority. "Human copulation is vulgar."
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One humid, flirtatious night,
Xu Qiao took three pregnancy tests, then finally lost her patience and threw them at the man who was elegantly cutting his steak.
"I strongly suspect men in hell are worse than human men. I need to find someone new!"
Xu Qiao went on ten dates with different men. Every one of them either vanished into thin air or suddenly appeared in the Northern Hemisphere.
She kicked open the door and yelled at the Grim Reaper, "So what if you have superpowers? You're all looks and no substance!"
The Grim Reaper slowly turned around and walked toward her one step at a time, unhurriedly loosening his tie and taking off his black gloves.
A glimmer of red flashed in his dark eyes, and his voice carried on the current of air, whispering into her ears.
"Want to try the ways of hell?"
Xu Qiao's spine shuddered, and then the Grim Reaper pressed her down with elegant ease.
His face was impassive as he bent over, moving as though he were completing a work of art.
In the next instant, everything around them transformed, and a thousand sensations swept over her.
"Darling, welcome to the Grim Reaper's world."
She strongly suspected the Grim Reaper was showing off like a peacock, displaying abilities no human man could match.
Xu Qiao had been born with a run of bad luck and had been unlucky her entire life.
But she'd never imagined that one day someone would come for her from the depths of hell, helping her turn her life around and make a comeback in the human world!
This is probably the story of an aloof, tsundere, supremely powerful Grim Reaper who has no choice but to let a human girl climb all over him.
Aloof, tsundere Grim Reaper tycoon x unlucky, seductive, passionate heiress
Theme: Learn how to love again
To summarize the author's reply: Readers who write "little essays" are in the way, so it's better to get out. In the following chapters, the male protagonist will no longer abuse his body. At most, he will mention that he has sequelae and is in poor health. The level of physical abuse in Chapter 13 is enough to surpass the level of abuse of the female protagonist in the previous 52 chapters. The rest is only about mental abuse. The male protagonist enters the house and is harmonious with the child. Get it. I have never given negative marks, and I have not attacked the author in my evaluation of the plot. Instead, I have been personally attacked. I understand the author's situation, but I just feel like it's unfair to the heroine. That's it, understand and respect, I won't post any comments after this comment that "the male protagonist is not crematorium enough". PS: I don't recommend readers to reply to me "If you like to read but not to leave", or make weird comments in the comment area, because I will definitely comment back, and it will be ugly to build a topic block. The author prefers a quiet and peaceful comment area, so just put away your aggression. Let's talk about something happy for the last time, so let's finish complaining: I originally thought that the male protagonist's relationship was cut off, but it turned out that his mother, grandfather and even uncle assisted him in the substitute crematorium, tsk. The heroine should meet some good partners in the follow-up blind date, and enjoy it before the final date. You are really unlucky. (But when I say this, maybe I won't meet you? If you meet a scumbag and the hero comes to save you? Forget it, stop guessing, don't hurt the heroine). What is the male protagonist's net worth? He creates a value of 50 billion every year? Do you mean output value or profit? I pray it's the former, so that $500 million will be a little more taxing. The male protagonist of HE's crematorium novels is not suitable for bankruptcy (although there are many ancient crematorium novels in which the emperor abandons the throne and the female protagonist lives in seclusion). The male protagonist will still have a high status, but at least I can imagine that he is ridiculed in the circle for being in love (whether the author writes it or not), which can somewhat offset the mental humiliation of the female protagonist being ridiculed.
It's originally an ancient crematorium. If you can't accept it, don't watch it. No need to attack the author. I think it's okay so far
Oh my God, this male protagonist was kidnapped and beaten when he was a child, then he got into a car accident and was stabbed with a knife, and committed suicide, and then he was shot again today. Should I say it or not? The male protagonist's life is really tough. With so many injuries, he won't live long 💔
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Very good, a real crematorium, jj how many crematoriums sell dog meat as sheep's heads, this has been written very well, the writing style is also very good, the female protagonist can also accept it, I have seen too many of this type, I can count the number of subscriptions on one hand 🐶, I support you greatly, and I hope to see your works
I'm a little speechless. This article is suitable for adults. If you can't accept the physical pulling between adults, please don't click on it. There is no need to report it!!!
Alas, the heroine's phrase "She is the only one who does nothing" is really quite lovable... She was wasted a lot of time. She should have been an excellent writer. Is there any chance to restart her career line in the future?
The fourth point is, but... This time the heroine is completely unintentional. If it were not for the male protagonist, she would not be in danger, and there would be no need for the male protagonist to take two bullets for her... 😂
The author should close the comment area. Really, if you like it, just read it. If you don't like it, don't read it. While scolding me, I have to follow the updates every day. I even wonder if I have a crush on the author.
Damn, are there any more today?