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Master, Your Wife Has Become a Super Star Through Fortune-Telling

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Transmigrating into a parallel world, a Mystic Technique Master becomes Su Nian—the young lady of a prestigious family. Su Nian has a small goal, which is to earn one hundred million through live streaming! A love-brained young lady says, “My boyfriend loves me so much. He won’t even let me lift a finger!” Su Nian smiles sweetly. “Sweetie, I suggest you check your storage room. Your dear boyfriend is hiding a human head in there~” The eldest daughter who has been mistreated for years at home cries, “Ever since we were kids, my parents have always favored my younger sister. Now they even want me to marry the cripple from the neighboring village. We’re both their daughters—why is the difference so huge?!” Su Nian tilts her head. “Sweetie, I suggest you get a DNA test.” A cheating scumbag who’s juggling two relationships panics, “My wife and my girlfriend disappeared overnight. I suspect my wife killed my girlfriend!” Su Nian reassures him calmly. “Sweetie, don’t worry. They just went abroad together for a sweet vacation.” One day, while Su Nian is happily live streaming, a notification suddenly pops up in her room: [International CEO requests to connect] Su Nian looks at the screen and says sincerely, “Sweetie, you’re about to become completely broke—without a single penny to your name.” The live stream explodes! “Is this the legendary man whose wealth rivals a nation?” “Richest Man, run! This woman’s mouth is blessed!” “Richest Man, feel free to go bankrupt. We’ll definitely miss you…”
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