Chapter 102: I heard that you were reborn, President
"Ding, welcome to the system world, I am system 001, after completing the task, you can resurrect Qi Zixuan."
"Ding, mission requirements: to seize the fortune of the child of the world's destiny."
"Ding, Character Possession: Mo Zishu"
"Ding, the character's long-cherished wish: to become a top superstar."
"Ding, the world is loaded, good luck."
What kind of character will you be in this world?
My Emperor?
Among the top residences in H City, a banquet is being held, drunk with gold and gold, and the clothes are fragrant and sideburns; The ladies smiled and held the men's arms, raised their wine glasses, and shook the pale champagne to celebrate the birthday of the chaebol's daughter.
Mo Zishu was dizzy, accepted the memories that came in, stumbled to turn on the light at hand, took a slight gasp and drank the water that had already cooled down, and lay back on the bed.
The golden light swayed in front of him, and the bright colors were divided into thousands of wisps, bright and luxurious.
Merman?
It looks like a shark.
It just looks weak.
"And yes." Mo Zishu smiled lazily, quite angry about the fate of this character: "You are a character who is barely a noblewoman, why do you want to do it directly with the little girl, you can't kill people with a knife, and you have caused a lot of trouble in vain." ”
"Mother." The door was rudely opened, and a handsome young man held a wine glass and shook it carelessly: "Sister's birthday, you must get up." ”
The young man spoke in a tough tone, staring contemptuously at the woman who was slumped on the bed, feeling slightly disgusted, and smacking his lips.
Another one for the money.
It's a pity that this ability is stronger and married into their family.
Mother?
Mo Zishu knocked on his head, and secretly said in his heart, if this is my child, I would have to screw his head off, so ignorant of the rules.
"Xiaoyan." Mo Zishu got up, picked up a book casually, and threw it straight at the young man: "How did you talk to your mother." ”
Shao Young and skillfully dodged, his face was not good, and he said unruly: "How can I speak?" That's what I say, and if you don't like it, get out of my house. ”
Mo Zishu kneaded the corners of her forehead, crushed the edge of the bed with her bare hands in front of the young man, her eyebrows were sharp, she slapped the table fiercely, and scolded: "Don't you want me to teach you a lesson today." ”
Not to mention the brittle slag falling from the edge of the bed, even the table that was slapped was cracked like a spider web, which was twisted and bent, which was particularly gloomy.
The table was broken.
Shattered.
Xiao Yan is not very old, but he doesn't like this young stepmother, and he is disgusted with her soft personality, so he was stunned for a while, and the wine glass fell to the ground and spilled on the expensive carpet, and the wine was absorbed by the carpet and quickly disappeared.
It's a kid after all.
Mo Zishu's eyes were dark, the corners of her lips were hooked, and the momentum of being in a high position all the year round was released, without the slightest pity for the scared teenager: "Xiaoyan, obediently, don't let your mother worry." ”
She paced slowly, patted the young man's trembling shoulder, took out the book that was deep in it from the wall behind her, shook the scum, and smiled gently: "Good boy, read more." ”
If she really had murderous intent, how could this child, who didn't even have the slightest kung fu, escape this blow.
It's just to scare the screaming little cub and make him behave.
Xiao Yan gritted his teeth and watched Mo Zishu walk out of the room in a daze, his legs and feet were weak, and he fell to the ground, the book in his hand was covered with wall ash, mottled and covered, and he couldn't read the title of the book clearly.
The boy took a deep breath, but his eyes soon sparkled, and he couldn't wait to wipe the dust off the book, and the gilded title of the book came into view.