MTL - Number One Player - Chapter 245 die

Hey? Why is there a HP Bar and a Title above your head? Why do you know magic? Hey, why are there people slashing their swords at me!? What’s wrong with this world? Why is it so much like an RPG!? HEY!!

She was a simple girl who was brought up in a simple household, or at least that was what others thought about her.She is full of mysteries and secrets but was always seen as naïve and innocent girl. Or, simply…it is more precise to tell that she keeps that facade for her own good.But why??Only she knows the answer.However, unlike other girls of her age, who dreamt of getting married to rich and famous guys, she preferred to find someone who has simple life and easy going family.In short, she just wanted to lead a happy and ordinary life. However, she uses to believe that it would only be possible if her life partner was an common, uncomplicated guy.But why??Was the reason behind her beliefs had something to do with her past?Or, was she vexed with her life to the extent of sticking by her self-made rules?On the other hand, he was the CEO of one of the most prestigious companies across the world.He was cold and aloof, someone who despised any sort of intimacy with women, be it physical or emotional. His world revolved around his work and his family business.Though he has complicated family, he love them to his core….and, apart from them and his friends , no one matter to him.But, for the first time in his life, he fell for a woman just with a glance. It all happened when she was turning down her Boss's love proposal.Despite of her simple attire, he found her enchantingly beautiful. He could tell that she had so much more to herself than she let others see. He wanted to be the only person before whom she could be her true self.The very moment he laid his eyes on her, he knew deep down in his heart that only she could be his soul mate. And, he was willing to go any lengths just to make her his. Even if it meant working as an employee in his own company.Just like he wanted, she fell for him. But would happen when she ends up catching his lies?Even if she agrees to accept him, what will be awaiting for her in the life she opted to live with him?Moreover, who exactly is she? Why does she prefer to be low-key? And why is she being so secretive about her past?What and all troubles she might have to face because of his complicated background?What would welcome her when she stumbles back into the very life she wanted to run away from?More importantly, will their love be strong enough to face all those odds that are waiting for them?

Because of a mission, Bruce White entered prison as a criminal, but his family was abused and bullied as a result. After three years of life in prison, he finally completed his mission. Yet, he received truly shocking news when he came out of prison. His father had passed away, his mother went missing, but he knew nothing about it. Filled to the brim with rage and grief, Bruce gathered his forces and headed towards the city as fast as possible.

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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?”