Mo Ling

After Chuzheng is suddenly pronounced dead by a system all of a sudden, her only worry in life becomes—spending money. Ever since she gets stuck with this system, her back is no longer sore and her legs no longer ache. Heck, there isn't even a time when she goes out of breath. 
System: Let us set a small goal first and squander a hundred million... Little Miss, stop right there! Don't activate the invincible mode!
 (▼皿▼#) Chuzheng: Can you please explain what is this thing that is leeching off me? 
Random Thing: Babe, you can do whatever you want to me. 
Chuzheng: (touches her blade) In-In that case, I will not stand on ceremony. 
System: Little Miss, please put the saber down right this instant! (▼へ▼メ) 
#LittleMissAlwaysDoesAsShePleases.

Let's Squander A Billion First!

"Mr. Su, do you have anything you'd like to say about winning this award?"


"Mr. Su, would you say that your achievements today are inseparably linked to Miss Chuzheng? Are there any inappropriate relations between you two?"


"Mr. Su, when do you plan to marry Miss Chuzheng?"


As soon as Su Jiu exited the venue, he was surrounded by a swarm of reporters. He had just received the highest award for an actor at a film festival, and from now on, he would rightfully be considered a movie emperor.


Pei Yu stood by Su Jiu's side, fending off the inquiring journalists.


"Excuse me, everyone; we will arrange a press conference later. For now, please let us through."


Years had passed, yet Su Jiu, who still looked like a young man, suddenly grabbed a microphone from a reporter.


Su Jiu smiled at him, and Pei Yu frowned but didn't stop him; if anything happened, the boss would take care of it as long as Su Jiu was fine.


Chapter 65 National Idol (Finale)