Deutsche Unforgotten

【A novel of favoritism, dual power, Tarot cards, and treating scum as they deserve!】
Ten years of marriage, ten years of devotion.
She poured all her talent and emotions, only to be repaid with a premeditated fire in the end.
Tortured by her husband and betrayed by her best friend.
Turns out, everyone around her was acting.
Before her rebirth, she was a renowned talented lady in Capital City.
After her rebirth, she became famous in Capital City as......an imbecile!
Moreover, she turned into a destitute rich lady, at the mercy of others.
Timid, weak, useless, incompetent, those were the labels plastered on her.
As she opened her eyes once again, youth bloomed, she was back as herself!
This life, she returns with a golden finger!
With a Tarot deck, she maneuvers through the whole wealthy circle!
**
Unparalleled young master, he is the renowned yet enigmatic head of the Mo family in Capital City.
He is also a demon carrying a curse.
Controlling life and death, dominating fate, he is the powerful leader of the Superpower World.
Such overwhelming authority and stunning looks make countless girls flock towards him.
One is a humble and cowardly rich idiot, the other is a widely-known 'demon' carrying a curse in Capital City.
The collision of water and fire, an interweave of cold and hot.
No one knows who finally succumbs to whom in the end.
**
Late on, the aloof head of the Mo family, who never took an interest in women, suddenly announced his high-profile marriage.
The whole country was in uproar, numerous young girls torn apart.
After the marriage, he transforms into a perfect husband, loving his wife dearly and obeying her every wish.
【Micro Drama】
A certain woman (with a cold face): "Mr. Mo is so rich and powerful, I, a humble girl, dare not add to any burden."
The corner of a certain man's mouth curled into a meaningful curve.
The woman was so frightened that she immediately took a step back: "What, what, what are you going to do?"
......
【Quotes from Mr. Mo】
*You should know, in this world, besides me, nobody else is worthy to stand by your side.
*If this prosperous era ended, I could still reestablish one! But her, there’s only one in the world, I, can’t afford to gamble!
*It's just money. I've even given her my life, so let's just waste away.

Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World

Mo family patriarch, I trust you've been well.


A very bland remark, yet upon closer scrutiny, one could discern a mocking undertone.


Xuanyuan Shangchen's lips slightly curled, his facial features still concealed under the shadow of his hat brim, obscuring his true face.


Enveloped in a layer of snowlight, he seemed chilling to the core.


The black Manjushage was suffused with the scent of blood.


It symbolized slaughter, as much as it did redemption.


Mo Zhixuan still stood there in his sharp coldness, not angered by these words, his expression as if unchanged. Clad in a white shirt, he surprisingly blended into the darkness of the night.


He lightly flicked his sword-like eyebrows, his gaze lowered to the ring spinning on his index finger, the ferocious mutant beast pattern shimmering with a bone-chilling shine under the moonlight.


His thin lips curved into a derisive arc, chillingly faint.


446, leave Capital City