I Woke the Sick and Disabled Prince on Our Wedding Night - Chapter 500 - : I’ll Destroy Your Shabby Temple

After Jiang Liu Cheng’s parents divorced, both of them quickly formed a new family. Both his parents are married to wealthy families, but even so, no one wanted nor supported him. He was simply kicked around between them as neither family wanted him. Thus, Jiang Liu Cheng, who longed for a home his whole life had decided to find a partner of his own.

He happened to gather up to three blind dates:

A famous director in the entertainment industry
A rich second generation from a certain family
A well-known scriptwriter

……….

Later, he took his new fiance to the banquet and introduce him to others: “My date.”

His remarried parents looking at the face in front of them, which will inherit billions of dollars at any time:? ? ?

Qin Lu is an actor in the entertainment industry and the heir to a wealthy family. He had gotten into a car accident and was later saved by Jiang Lu. In order to repay the favor, he decided to fulfill his wish and introduce him to high-quality blind dates. 

Qin Lu: He is a great director, upstarting in the entertainment industry.

Later: He is a male chauvinist, so I don’t know. 

Qin Lu: Ah! This one is my good friend. He is a rich second generation. I know him quite well. It’s all good.

Later: He is a great guy and all, but he has this first love that he can’t seem to forget.

Qin Lu: What about a well-known scriptwriter? He has written several explosive scripts.

Later: Although, rumors had been going around, and it was said that he is not that very good in that aspect in real life… If you know what I mean.

Qin Lu then smiles at Jiang Liu as he was trying to hint at something while wriggling his brows: You know, I am not that of a macho man. I don’t belittle women. I also don’t have an unforgettable first love. And while we are on the topic, I always work out. I have six-pack abs. 

The director, the rich second-generation man, and the screenwriter who was victimized by the wind commentary: “f*ck that man.”

- Description from Novelupdates

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