Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption - Chapter 21: Sister have some drink

“Only by enduring 2¹⁴ trials can one awaken the ancient power sleeping within the Key of the Star Prison, and become the most powerful being in the universe.”Timothy, the youngest Demon Lord in the history of his race, saw these words emerge after he touched the Key of the Star Prison, the most powerful artifact of the demon race, handed to him just before the old Demon Lord's death.According to the demon race's records, no Demon Lord had ever achieved this.However, over a span of a hundred thousand years, Timothy had easily passed 16,383 trials.Now, once again, he turned the Key of the Star Prison, and an unknown force mistakenly sent him to a brand new world, transforming him into an unknown and seemingly worthless demonic cultivator disciple.And the formidable opponent he was about to face in this world was the powerful Goddess Sylvia.When Goddess Sylvia received the challenge Timothy handed her, her cheeks flushed...“My dear Sylvia, I want you to know how deeply I love you. My heart belongs to you, now and forever.”

Yu Mengruo transmigrated into a Zerg.
The good news is that he is a rare male with special privileges, and he also has the golden finger as standard for traversal.
The bad news is that the Zerg is a strong race, and the original owner just failed the promotion and was abandoned by the family. Within three days, within a very small range of options, he must choose a female partner with a worrying comprehensive score. The siege of marriage.
Yu Mengruo left his partner’s position to the desolate Bai Yueguang after a brief period of ignorance.
Bai Yueguang, who the original owner could not ask for, was a military female from humble background but self-improvement. Due to serious injuries that were difficult to cure, she could only be discharged from the army’s high position and became a defective product that was criticized by cold eyes.
When the once sharp sword was covered with dust, Yu Mengruo (thinking to himself) appeared as a radiant savior and stretched out his hand to the female worm in desperation.
Female worm: Is it to avenge my original rejection? 【Heart is like ashes.jpg】
Yu Mengruo: Nonsense, I am the reward for your hard work.
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Although the copywriting looks like a favorite, it’s just a wild cat master who has not been domesticated and decided to give the stupid shit shovel a chance to get close to his story. The author thinks that it is mutual favor and two-way healing, but maybe readers will think that it is favored? Anyway, it’s not attacking the favor, it’s not attacking the favor, it’s not attacking the favor, and the important things are said three times!

Content label: Farming text system sweet text cool text
Search keywords: Protagonist: Yu Mengruo ┃Supporting role: Sharka ┃Others: Zerg
Sentence introduction: Crossing the adult Zerg male.
Purpose: Dreams and hard work create success.

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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.