The First Hunter - Chapter 16

On the day he experienced the most shocking betrayal of his life, as if that wasn't enough, he was beaten half-dead—and that was when the Infinite Wealth System awakened within him.[System Activation Complete!][Congratulations, Jayden Cole. You have been chosen as the Host of the Infinite Wealth System.][Now let’s fix your miserable life!]Thus, the Infinite Wealth System changed his life.The system tasked him with completing many challenging missions—some that could even threaten his life or land him in grave trouble—but the rewards were mighty![Task #002: Buy the most expensive item in a luxury store. Pay in cash. Say, ‘Keep the change.’][Reward: 1 Million Dollars!]---[Task #004: Slap your troublesome landlord with a rent receipt and say, ‘I just bought your building.’][Reward: 5 Million Dollars!]-------[Task #005: Take a beautiful rich lady you never knew to a 5-star hotel and spend one week with her. You must nut her twice or more!][Reward: 20 Million Dollars!]---[Task #007: Attend a luxury auction. Outbid a billionaire on a Rolex and walk away without collecting it.][Reward: 15 Million Dollars!]---As the world’s most dangerous and outrageous missions begin piling up—from dismantling corporations to outwitting billionaires’ most important workers and daughters—one thing becomes clear:Jayden won’t just climb the ladder of success. He’ll set fire to it and build his own throne at the top.Power. Vengeance. Wealth. Women.And one man bold enough to claim them all.

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The whole life of Li Jingzhi could be concluded with one sentence: His ups and downs in life is all due to Si Luoming. When he was young, he dreamed to be a person like him…Till the end she finds that he hated her, especially when she “murdered” the one in his heart indirectly. Since then, he has never hidden his hatred for her. And then she knows her life has already been messed up all these years…

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?”