Childhood Sweethearts: He's Jealous Again! - Chapter 220 - I Think You Might Have a Fever

One day, Wang Ping joined a transmigrators' group chat, where each member could randomly transmigrate to different worlds and obtain their own exclusive cheats. Wang Ping thought he was about to reach the pinnacle of his life...

“Wait, 60 out of 67 group members went offline? What happened?”

“Ding, one group member was eliminated. Chen Kang, who joined the group chat at the same time as you, has died. He didn't survive for even ten seconds. All group members, please take this as a warning.”

Wang Ping was stunned, instantly realizing that this transmigrators' group chat was a huge scam, with a high mortality rate among its members. Death could happen in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, Wang Ping awakened the Life Simulator!

“Ding, Life Simulator activated, talent refreshing...”

“Congratulations to the host for obtaining the golden talent—Holy Body, the legendary talent—Space-Time Celestial Body, and the legendary talent—Becoming Stronger By Taking In Disciples.”

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Rebirth at the turn of the century, people are in Moscow, just got off the plane, ready to study abroad…

Wang Ye originally only wanted to be rich and safe, and to live his own life in a plain and happy way.

But being pushed by the hand of fate, he involuntarily went to the road of oligarchs!

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Molitia Clemence was born sickly.

She forgot to cover herself with a blanket and caught a cold. She woke up next to her husband after 10 days just because of a slight cold.

Molitia barely survived between the thin threads of life and death. When she opened her eyes, she noticed that her husband was somehow acting differently than usual…?!

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“Have you eaten?” (Husband)

“Yes.” (Molitia)

“This is the belly of a person who ate?” (Husband)

He frowned as he stroked her flat lower abdomen. He held her wrist carefully, as if it would break. His voice rose.

“Why is your wrist so thin? Are you even human?” (Husband)

“That’s…” (Molitia)

“Butler!” (Husband)

The butler rushed to his angry voice, fidgeting with his wrists.

“Get me food for my wife to eat. Something that will help her stay healthy. Anything is fine.” (Husband)

Molitia’s mouth opened at her husband’s words, but no sound came out. ‘I just had a meal?’

One day, a gallery appeared before my eyes.…And then I was able to see who wrote in the gallery.All the heroines are ‘virg*ns’.