Married Thrice to Salted Fish - Chapter 9

On his usual way to home Mikado Tsuchio fell into a hole that suddenly opened on the ground. Just like that, Tsuchio falls in a different world, he lands on a Grappler Wyvern and manages to tame it.

Tsuchio decides just like that to live in the other world, the reason for his quick decision: he wants to make a monster girl harem.

At the age of 6, she lost her mother,

At the age of 10, she lost her dear grandmother,

6 years back, she was fooled by her soon-to-be fiance and was forced to leave her maternal house,

4 years back, she was kidnapped and then was in an accident, due to which she forgot the past 2 years of her life.

Life was never easy on her. She has suffered a lot!

Someone has correctly quoted, “justice can be delayed but it will not be denied.”

Finally, God showered her with mercy. She was found by her paternal family. She got a loving grandmother, an uncle and a cousin. With their support, she rose in power and was now a name of terror in the business world, Zhou Liying.

Zhou Liying, popularly known as Hitler or a heartless woman was a smart, shrewd and successful businesswoman. She was called heartless but she had a big heart, doors to which were opened only for her dear one.

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5 years back, he fell in love for the first time,

4 years back, he was separated from her when she was kidnapped.

Mu Yuehan was once a charming, happy-to-go boy. He lost himself when he lost her, the love of his life. Today, he was living like a zombie, holding onto the ray of hope that he would find her. He was a broken man. Only she could fix him. He was alive only for her.

“Where are you, TianTian? I miss you.” He lovingly looked at the photo in his hand. A tear fell from his eyes.

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“Boss, we found her. She is living with a new identity of Zhou Liying, CEO of Zhou corporations. ”

“Interesting.” Lips of Mu Yuehan tilted up in a doting smile when he looked at her latest photo. His heart started to beat fast like a bullet train. A giddy, boyish smile appeared on his face.

“I am so happy to have found you.” His voice was so soft that anyone could say he loved the lady in the photo more than anything.

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“Who are you?” Zhou Liying looked at Mu Yuehan as if seeing him for the first time.

“How can you forget about me? How can you forget only about me?” Mu Yuehan broke down when he realized that the lady he loved had forgotten all about him.

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Mu Yuehan was not the one to accept defeat in front of fate. Now, he was on a mission, 'make her fall in love with me, again.'

“What are you doing here?“

”Didn't I tell you, I am a parasite who is stuck with you!“

Tricks to pursue her:

- Showering her with gifts ✓

- Seducing her by using his body ✓

- Staying by her side 24/7 ✓

- Fighting against her attackers, to protect her ✓

- Being shameless ✓

What else is left?

Will Mu Yuehan be able to make Zhou Liying fall in love with him? Will Zhou Liying get her revenge on her ex soon to be fiance? What will be the hindrances coming in their love life?

To know the answers, peek inside the book: 'Wife loving husband: Husband, spoil me some more!'

After announcing it will be discontinuing all service, the internet game ‘Yggdrasil’ shut down… That was the plan, but for some reason, the player character did not log out some time after the server was closed. NPCs start to become sentient. A normal youth who loves gaming in the real world seemed to have been transported into an alternate world along with his guild, becoming the strongest mage with the appearance of a skeleton, Momonga. He leads his guild ‘Ainz Ooal Gown’ towards an unprecedented legendary fantasy adventure!

“Y-young master, the Lord is requesting your presence.”

I looked at myself in the mirror as a maid's voice, laced with trepidation, reached my ears.

“Tell him I'll be there shortly.”

“I understand, y-young master.”

I paid no mind to her quivering presence, my gaze fixed on my reflection.

And this is exactly why I despise this character, Yes, He is a villain with my name but does it matter, no, the problem is this guy's weight he is so heavy that this tub of lard is weighing me down, literally.

For someone who prides themselves on muscle, nothing's worse than “fat,” and this guy before me? Well, he's a prime example of that.

“I suppose I need a workout.”

Reaching the door, exhaustion gripped me and I found myself gasping for breath. It was unbelievable – this body was so darn heavy.

After an arduous struggle, I finally made my way out of the room, causing servants carrying a litter¹ to scurry over. They lowered it, creating a path for me to step onto it.

I tried to ignore the spectacle – it was this pampering that turned this fatty into a giant tire. Pushing the annoyance aside, I began to move, managing only about 10 steps before my legs gave out.

Damn it. Seriously? I collapsed, leaving the twenty servants to hastily lift me and place me onto the litter. For me, it felt more like a stretcher. There I was, sprawled on it like some mountain, panting heavily.

“You damn god! I hope the protagonist of your favorite novel gets NTRed!”

“We're here, young master.”

Can you believe it? his father's office is just thirty steps away from this pumpkin room, yet he insists on using a litter.

“Give me a hand.”

I ordered while cursing this hefty body under my breath.

“Oh, come, come, my dear child. How was your day?”

I glanced at the middle-aged man, his face exuding warmth and care.

As for my feelings? This old man right here is the reason this chubby exists. Not that I give a darn about my indulgent father.

“I'm alright, Dad.”

Yes, imagine this: as a noble, this old man spoiled this pumpkin so much that he thinks he can go around scolding the mansion's maids and servants.

“Take a seat. Hey, fetch his chair!”

You might wonder why he doesn't sit on a regular chair. Well, that's because the chair is custom-made to accommodate this hippo-sized frame.

“What's going on, Dad?”

Seriously, why would he summon this big old hippo over to his quarters? There's gotta be a reason for it....

“Your fiancee is coming tomorrow”

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