Engaged to cold faced billionaire

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So busy and fucking tired, I literally had to squeeze this out of my weary brain.

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One word for the person in the mirror that stared back at him.

Beautiful

The book though he just glanced through it, never for once mentioned how beautiful lu chunli was. To be honest he never - was to busy to notice.

Was it the purple orbes that shimmered with the right dose of light, or the unusual pouty lips or was it the curves that clearly belonged to a woman. He was clearly exquisite, deserving the role of a male? Lead, his only sin was that he just didn't fit in...

A frail hand moved, exposing what seemed wrong for such a body, yet so right, a v*gina right beneath his under developed manhood.

He raised his hand to what he had assumed was a tattoo, but it wasn't, it happened that the original host was born with it instead of the usual Red mole or flower as many gers had. The closest he could associate this body with was bisexual, intersex...

He sighed, forcing his gaze away from the mirror, he'd be a pervert if he stared any longer, after all it wasn't his. He hurriedly got into the bath, almost melting at the painful pleasure of the hot water, not that he was a sadist. This body it needed fixing, it was too frail and weak for his liking, not that he wanted buldging muscles and all of that, no.

With a click he opened his space, unlike many with the ability of space, he needed not a ring, well not directly.
The ring was in him, it accompanied him to this world, etched in his new body, he just had to move his fingers.

Hmmm what to choose... what to do...
He mused, his demeanor different from the maids that surrounded him, their eyes wide

How could he sit comfortably in such heat????

His skin isn't scalded???

He certainly is a sadist, a demon maybe!

Ah yes, he got- no! coerced maids from the madam's stingy grip. For sure he didn't do it the nice-guy way.

Not entirely oblivious to his surroundings, he sent them off with a lazy flick of his hand.

A tray loaded with bottles of different colours and sizes floated in the air.

Hmmn lets see...

Poison detoxing pill, replenishing pill, vitality oil, skin rejuvenating pill...

Bottles flew in the air towards him and ah-

Telekinesis was his many abilities, they were so so many that some have not a name. With such insane abilities he might as well be a god or even greater, that explains the fear and envy he attracted in his former world, that was fine but the stranger part was that he could use more than an abilities at once.

A tiny golden bottle made its way forward. Ah! I still have those. That was the almighty pill, a weird name right?, he had made the pill in a trance on night, how he did he didn't remember, but he did recall someone thrusting a strange bottle in his hand, it contained water but not an ordinary one, it was shiny, translucent, and warm, scorching if it was held for too long even after he wrapped it in an ice pack, odd right?

He named it 'sun drop', made pills and poison out of it, the pill so strong that it could heal anything, even make a cut off body part grow back, the only downside was that it couldn't heal anyone who was affected by the deadly poison made from the sun drop. It couldn't work against itself.

He slapped the barrier talisman against the tub, sitting in a lotus position, swallowed several pills in a frenzy, countless ice like needles vaporized out of thin air, pierced his skin at once, he bit his tongue, skin slightly sweaty, vein almost popping out. He mumbled words that sounded like a mantra.

The needles disappeared just as fast as they came, in their place were silver needles black liquid oozing from their ends, poison. The original host had being poisoned several times that lu haoyu wondered how he lived that long.

The needles detached and fell in the Luke warm water, his grip on the tub loosening, that was just the first phase. He reached for another bottle dumping pills into his mouth, his facial features grim.

Crack!

Bones moved visibly under the flushed skin, his eyes spoke of pain in volumes but he moved not, still till the very end. At the last crack of bones he sagged against the tub, the water tainted with tiny dots of black and dark purple.

After a moment of silence, he stood up feebely, eyes on the mirror, the noodle arms were gone, replaced by a thin slightly muscled arms, not much but they had just enough strength, the scars were long gone, his face more defined, soft to the look, the part that displeased him was his chest, instead of muscled chest there were breasts, 😥 they've grown bigger!

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"Woah so huge!"

He muttered under his breath, eyes wandering. It's bigger on the inside?! No way! It was hard to believe that the original host worked for the XI, he had expected a small infamous studio.

The XI company was very famous for harbouring the bedt actors and actresses, releasing the best of movies.
Though the original host had small insignificant roles, it was still pretty valuable, many would die to be in such a position, XI was no joke...

Turns out the original owner had something good going under!

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It took all I had not to continue, my battery's dying...