MTL - I Maximize My Item-dropping Rate - Chapter 27 poison on the sword

Fear breaks the boundaries between dreams and reality, and it is impossible to tell which is reality and which is illusory. When the nightmare really comes, no one can be alone.

This is both a danger and an opportunity.

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Five years ago, Gu Jiayu, who climbed out of the mountain nest, entered the entertainment circle in order to cultivate, and in order to overcome the shortcomings of emotional gaps, he used an excellent acting skill to hook up a Chinese “little nobleman” abroad. After a month of falling in love and feeling love, he ran away with guilty conscience after the other party proposed marriage.

Five years later, Gu Yingdi had become popular all over the country, but he had a four-year-old son beside him. 

One day, the little handsome guy pointed at the man who took up the entire page in the financial newspaper and said, “Dad, this man looks like me!” Gu Jiayi glanced at the calm, handsome man in a suit and shoes in the newspaper, and asked with a guilty conscience, “He has an onion head, and his body is black and black like the top post. Are you sure you look like him?” That night, “Top Door Post” came to the door … Gu Jiayu, “My son, hide your tail!”

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[Group Pet + Double A + Paranoia + Shuang Wen + Chasing Girl Crematorium]

In the group favorite article, Nan Qiao is a female supporting role who has been robbed of the heroine’s halo, and is cast aside by her father, three brothers, grandparents, and friends.

The father wants to break away from her, the three older brothers only dote on the step-sister, and the patriarchal grandparents also dote on the stepmother’s daughter.

The fiance said: “Don’t stalk me, the person I love is Zhizhi.”

Father: “Nan Qiao, can you stop messing around, your sister is your savior.”

Brother: “Nan Qiao, I’m so disappointed in you.”

Second brother: “You actually hit your sister with your own hands, don’t you know that my sister is weak and can’t stand it?”

Third brother: “I didn’t expect you to be so heartless.”

Grandpa and grandma: “Let her get out, our Nan family doesn’t have such unworthy descendants!”

After being reborn, Nan Qiao suddenly came to her senses. Since you all dislike me and abandon me, then this time I won’t let you all go.

He turned around and inherited his grandfather’s billions of property, and was doted on by his seven elder brothers.

The bossy brother, the top-ranking second brother, the professor’s third brother…the buddies are crazily competing for favor.

Just when Nan Qiao was doing well, he was targeted by the top villain BOSS in the original text.

Huo Yichen pinched Nan Qiao’s chin, narrowed his narrow and deep eyes slightly, his eyes were cold and tired, “Why, you want to run away without taking responsibility for teasing me?”

…

Just when Nan Qiao thought everything was over, her family members were reborn one after another and remembered the memories of her previous life just like her.

The family members who abused her thousands of times begged her to go home with red eyes and frenzied expressions.

“I’m sorry, Jojo, I was wrong”

She gave up her dream of shining on the ballerina stage —for him.She sacrificed her self-respect —for him.She forgot her true identity —for him.But even after all that, she couldn’t compare to the woman who held Ryan’s heart.Arwen Quinn, heiress of prestigious Quinn family, realized too late that no matter what she did, she would never win Ryan’s love. The future that awaited her was a life trapped in endless misery of a loveless marriage.So, decisively, she ends their relationship and walks away. What she didn’t expect was that in breaking free from Ryan, she had opened the door for Aiden to enter her life — a chance that he had been waiting for.Aiden Winslow, an enigmatic CEO isn’t just mysterious —he is determined, and won’t allow to take Arwen away from him again.____Excerpt:Aiden narrowed his eyes, “Are you sure about this?”“If I wasn’t sure, I wouldn’t have asked,” Arwen replied coolly. “Stop dawdling. If you’re unwilling, I’ll find someone else who can get the marriage certificates today.”His expression darkened as he pulled her close. “Once offered to me, it’s mine alone.”Unfazed, Arwen asked, “So, do you accept? If yes, we’ll get the certificates now.”“On one condition,” he said. “I don’t do contract marriages. The woman I marry will be the woman I share my bed with. If you agree, then we’ll—”“Not a problem. Let’s go,” Arwen said without letting him finish, pulling him into the Civil Marriage Bureau.