Transmigrator Meets Reincarnator (WN) - Chapter 11: Secret Recipe (1)

Nan Qiao became a fake heiress, despised by her adoptive parents, and was sent back to her biological parents.Overnight, Nan Qiao transformed from a ridiculed fake heiress of a wealthy family to the true heiress of the richest family.Her parents adore her, and her brother pampers her, leading a life everyone envies.Does Qiao Qiao want to study? She can choose any prestigious school!Is Qiao Qiao bored? She can play with any company!Does Qiao Qiao want to drive? She can pick any luxury car!Does Qiao Qiao want to shop? She can swipe the black card at will!Does Qiao Qiao have an engagement? That's not allowed!Rumor has it that the powerful CEO Li Yihan is violent and moody.How can darling Qiao Qiao be with such a beast of a man? The engagement must be canceled.Li Yihan: Who said that? Arrest anyone who tries to sabotage the marriage.People: Mr. Li, didn't we agree that you're not violent?Some said Nan Qiao is not worthy of being the richest heiress, just a pretty face.Later, the designer is her, the medical genius is her, the investment prodigy is her, and the Li Madam is even more her.Wait a minute, she doesn't want this title!Li Yihan: This title is a must!The fiancé who came to cancel the engagement regretted it and clung to her every day.Qiao Qiao is bullied? Li Yihan captures the person, beats them until they kneel, and apologize to her.Qiao Qiao wants to work? Li Yihan gives her ten companies to choose from.Qiao Qiao has no jewelry? Li Yihan buys a room full of jewelry for her.Qiao Qiao has no high fashion? Li Yihan delivers all the world's high fashion to her doorstep.Qiao Qiao is mocked for canceling the engagement? Li Yihan steps forward: I was the one who was dumped, you all shouldn't spread rumors!

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.

[A Kung Pao Chicken that does not look as good as it tastes]Ever since Jiang Feng had stumbled upon the discovery that he could actually see the descriptions of the dishes his father made, his life had taken a dramatic turn…1. This game entitles players to ultimum autonomu. Please explore it by yourself.2. This game will not interfere with any choices made by the Player. Please do your best to unlock the achievements.3. The game reserves the right of final interpretation.

I watch him, his green eyes brimming with concern as he gently massages my scarred leg. The sensation is both soothing and a stark reminder of my own inadequacy. The once-feared Crimson General, a symbol of power and invincibility, is now nothing but a frail shadow of his former self. I’ve been abandoned, left to decay in this forsaken place, my family and comrades long forgotten. Darkness had become my only solace, and I had resigned myself to it.Then he arrived, a beacon of light in my endless night. His presence, his care—it’s more than I ever deserved. Yet, I find myself clinging to him with an intensity that borders on madness. I hate that I need him so desperately, that his every action and word have become my lifeline. It consumes me, a torment I can't escape.“You don't have to do this. Please, don’t do this. I’m nothing. You deserve better. Leave. Please,” I beg, my voice trembling with raw anguish, the very words tearing me apart.He continues his work, seemingly unaffected by my pleas.“Why are you here? Look at me! I’m nothing.”Desperation and anger swell within me, mixing into a maelstrom of anxiety. I can’t comprehend the emotions coursing through me.“You're my alpha, where else would I be?” he responds softly, his gaze unwavering, as if my pleas were mere background noise.My heart races, torn between overwhelming relief and paralyzing dread. In that moment, I realize the truth: you would have to tear him from my cold, lifeless arms. I’m never letting go.General Thorne, betrayed and broken, finds new life and love with Omega Noelle, who nurses him back to health. Their deepening bond reveals Thorne’s softer side, offering a chance at happiness. Unfortunately, Thorne’s past soon catches up with them, threatening their newfound peace.