Take My Breath Away - Chapter 108 - Our Mom

Joven, an AI that transmigrated here from the stars became a daughter of a rich family, lost in a rural village but finally returning home for a certain purpose.Everyone thought that she would be unrefined and lack culture given her poor upbringing… until the eldest Lu brother realized that his youngest sister was the one who casually agreed to the contract he just signed.Second Lu Brother: What? My younger sister invested in the movie I was leading?Mama Lu: The unlabeled products my daughter gave me are from a state-of-art research center?Papa Lu: The cheap stuff my daughter gave me is actually worth millions?!Big shots of various industries: Would you like to be an instructor? The type who earns over hundreds of millions?A certain conglomerate: Had enough fun yet? Now get back here and inherit your billion-dollar estate.Scumbags: Weren’t we promised a pathetic wimp to bully?***The day Li Hanzhou learned that Qiao Wen equaled him in net worth, he made inventory and put everything before her. “You can have all of these—plus one husband! Please sign here.”Qiao Wen: “You’re the one who insisted on no puppy-love. It’s important to keep your promises.”

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?”

“Since you rescued Xi’er from endless despair, then absolutely, never leave my side.”

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“Assassin~ Mister~Sir~, I heard that you have some unspeakable relationship with that Miss Yuexia?”

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“Is it delicious? Today it’s all made according to your preferences.”

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- Description from novelbuddy

Bad End Night is a novel by Hitoshizuku-P, based on a series of Vocaloid songs, the NighT Series. The plot revolves around eight actors trapped in a never-ending play, seeking a way to escape.