Yang Yang Yang

Tang Hao was an honest man making an honest living, but despite all his honesty and kindness, life often looked the other way. Even when he stood up for a man in the streets, he ended up being beaten to a pulp and the man he stood up for? He disappeared. That left Tang Hao with nothing to prove and a hefty medical bill blowing through his savings. However, while he lay unconscious in the hospital, he could feel a warmth coming from the jade pendent he wore as it began to feed him with a trove of priceless information. Now discharged, and still armed with the same naivety and honesty, what will our village peasant do with this newfound power? Will he go on to conquer the hearts of a hundred women? Will he defeat the mightiest crime lords? Only time will tell, but for now, fate has many whimsical plans for Tang Hao.

Sir President, Your Stamina is Amazing!

    "What are you doing? I'm not jumping!" Luo Yangyang, who had been forcefully pulled down from the high chair, sounded slightly angry.


  Why was Feng Heng always like this? He didn't even ask her, and just attacked her directly.


  "You don't know how to dance? It's okay, I'll teach you." Feng Heng deliberately misinterpreted Luo Yangyang's words and walked to the dance floor without any hesitation.


  "I don't want to dance with you!" Luo Yangyang, who was forced to follow him, struggled to push Feng Heng's hand away from her wrist.


  Feng Heng a man's strength is definitely better than hers, the more she pushed Feng Heng, the tighter he grabbed, the bare white wrists are almost caught red.


  "You don't want to dance with me?" Feng Heng looked at Luo Yangyang in surprise. Then, he sounded a little aggrieved." Don't be so direct. You'll hurt me.""


  "Hurt your head! Let me go!" Luo Yangyang did not think that Feng Heng had approached her because he thought she was good.


The Anger That Was Aroused