MTL - The Target Always Thinks That I Like Him! - Chapter 42 Faint Little Emperor 13

One drunken night, my friend blurted out something absurd.“Su-Hyeok, I’ve regressed.”“Regressed?”“Yeah, I’ve returned to the past.”“Are you out of your mind?”“You’re humanity’s only hope.”Then, I was dragged into the tower for real… but who cares?Regressor? Tower? Trials? What are those supposed to be?An overwhelming talent is about to crush everything in its path!

At the execution site, the two hundred and fifteen people of the Yun family are waiting for the execution. As the new emperor ordered, all are executed and the blood flow to the ground….

Relive again, people who owe her, calculate against her, she will never let them off.

Just return back to life, her parents murdered, the people in the entire capital are eyeing her family’s wealth. This lifetime, she will not be blinded again.

In her past life, her uncle’s family is her only family, just because her grandmother don’t like her mother, she thought…

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After a miserable past life of being enslaved by her boyfriend and best friend, Rong Yue is back ten years in time where she has a chance to rewrite everything that has happened to her.

More importantly, she gets compensated by heavens when they send the Second Young Master Qin to her.

“Master, young Miss just took the first place.” Shadow A reported.

“Only her can take it.”

“Master, young Miss just bought a robotics company.” Shadow S reported.

“Invest in it.”

Watch as this eighteen year old girl takes back the life that belonged to her with her domineering president that’s ready to be at her beck and call

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