Night City, one of the most unusual cities in the world.
The city was not particularly wealthy, but it had the fastest economic growth in the world. Its natural population growth rate was actually negative, but extraordinarily high immigration kept its annual population growth rate the highest in the world.
It even had megacorporations from various regions, including Europe, Asia, the Americas, and even Africa. These megacorporations entrenched themselves here, yet had not plunged the city into a kind of
Ultimately, this was Xu Zhiling's tragedy as a mother. It was precisely her excessive pampering and indulgence that had robbed her son of the determination to strive and improve, turning him into an "embroidered pillow"-all appearance and no substance.
"This is incredible! Is this some kind of divine magic?" Everyone ran their hands all over the electric scooter, growing ever more curious.
I stopped agonizing over who exactly was plotting against me, because doing so was meaningless. Someone else's scheming could not become a reason for me to keep tormenting myself over something I could not let go.
If Wu Yuhan married someone else one day, it would certainly hurt him more than being killed.
"You son of a bitch! If you're trying to get someone killed, just say so! Fuck!" I could not stop cursing, my heart still pounding wildly.
Gu Ling'er froze, suddenly at a loss. The old madam's question was truly difficult for her to answer. If she told the truth, she feared hurting the elderly woman. If she did not, her conscience would trouble her. After all, deceiving an elderly woman was not very good either.
The blood-colored giant trembled with anger, his face livid. After all that, Long Qingchen wanted to kill him simply because he found him displeasing to the eye. He was Heaven-Burning