Nuclear-powered Sword Immortal - Chapter 603 - 595: The Answer

Everyone dreams of being summoned to a magical world.Everyone… except me.I’m Alan. Thirty-something, white-collar worker, zero hobbies, one annoying best friend named Bob. Bob’s an anime-obsessed otaku whose life goal is to become the hero of an isekai world. I just wanted to go home, take a shower, and sleep.But then Bob opened a portal to another world in his living room.And guess who got sucked in with him?Now Bob’s the Chosen One, blessed by world and received legendary weapons and magic.Me? I’m the guy carrying his bags, dodging fireballs, and wondering if fantasy world have proper sewage system.This is the story of how my best friend became a hero……and how I accidentally became his sidekick.

Wu Jin, as a trainee from a certain entertainment company, had a peerless, stunning face. He was qualified to debut as a lead performer even if he just sat there and did nothing.

[Leng Yan female president vs hidden boss disguised as a little milk dog~]

In the previous life, Lu Qingqiao, a legend in the business world, was plotted and died in disrepute, and hundreds of millions of properties were robbed.

After she came back from the rebirth, she made a sick and pitiful boyfriend: made a break with the scumbag fiancé, and kicked out the wolf’s ambitious cousin’s family…

Everyone thought that she was blown away by her little boyfriend, waiting for her to wake up and abandon her little boyfriend, but what she waited for was a handful of dog food.

Until one day, someone said that he was nothing but a face and was not worthy to stand with Lu Qingqiao. He sneered, and he decided not to pretend to be good today!

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In the big family in the capital, there is no first family Qin family that does not know the rich heritage, but I heard that the current family of the Qin family is weak and sickly, with a surly and tyrannical personality, and a sturdy appearance…

Now, the mysterious head of the family, who was recovering from illness, finally returned to Beijing. When everyone was looking forward to the Qin family banquet, they saw a familiar handsome man smiling surly: “Everyone, we meet again.”

Under the shock and fear of everyone, they said tremblingly: The rumors are really unbelievable!

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The male protagonist Qin Xun:

Everyone thinks that Qin Xun is for Lu Qingqiao’s family property, only he knows that he is from a candy, a bunch of roses, a firework… a little bit of heartbeat.

When he met Lu Qingqiao, he was willing to sink.

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The heroine Lu Qingqiao:

When I first met Mr. Qin, I thought it was a “little milk dog”, but it turned out to be a small milk dog during the day and a big bad wolf at night, Mr. Qin, you really are “on the outside (smelly) (no), not (want), one (face)” “!

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Tang Qiu was a substitute bride–forced to take her half-sister’s place and marry the young master of the Jiang family, a deformed cripple with less than 6 months left to live.

“Who would have thought that even a sickly whelp like Jiang Shaocheng would find himself a bride?”

“I hear that he’s practically on his deathbed and he’s only marrying the Fengs’ daughter to improve his lifespan.”

Tang Qiu ignored the whispers around her and focused on her husband-to-be, who coughed violently in his wheelchair. At the altar, after they had said their vows, she lifted her veil and knelt in front of Jiang Shaocheng, pressing a hesitant kiss to his lips.

The marriage contract was signed. No matter his physical deformities, he was now her husband.

She wasn’t afraid of the scars that marked his face, nor was she repulsed by him being confined to a wheelchair. Every morning, she made him breakfast, attended to his needs, and thought of little else beyond her duties as a wife.

“Young Master Jiang is a cripple who can’t get it up,” her best friend argued. “When he dies, you’ll still be untouched. You should set your sights higher.”

“A sickly invalid like Jiang Shaocheng can’t give you happiness,” her ex-boyfriend insisted. “I’ll wait for you.”

But Young Master Jiang only scoffed. “I have plenty of time left to be with her.”

Later in their marriage, Jiang Shaocheng wanted to enjoy his little wife in all ways–the press of her lips against his, the brush of skin on skin; the way a husband and wife were supposed to. But Tang Qiu refused him, blushing. “No, we can’t. The doctor says you can’t exert yourself.”

Jiang Shaocheng’s desire was surging through him, a heat in his core that demanded to be satiated. He cursed, I should have gotten rid of that doctor and the wheelchair long ago.

But he yearned to make love to his little wife, and so he revealed his true identity. In the blink of an eye, the deformed cripple transformed into a powerful businessman–tall, dark, and handsome. He quieted Tang Qiu’s protests, his body positioned over hers, his arms caging her as she lay on the bed. His voice was low when he asked, “What about now?”