The Clingy Contract: My CEO Husband Won't Stop Spoiling Me - Chapter 11 Ye Gushen must have heard it!

“Any who don the title of 'king' or anything of the sort in my presence is nothing more than an ignorant fool. This is my land and I shall be reclaiming it soon. I am Cacophony, the Vampire Empress!”As those words left her lips, every cell in my body reacted. It was unreal—no, it was otherworldly. Her beauty, her power, and her overwhelming arrogance. It might've been then that I realized that my normal life had ended.How did it come to this?Ah, it was curiosity. Yes, a deathly curiosity brought me to that graveyard that day.It was there that I stumbled upon her coffin. I had absolutely no clue what I was doing then, and even now I have no idea what possessed me to touch it—that single moment changed the course of history for the entire world. I found myself delving into a completely unknown world.Should I regret it? Maybe. But the truth is, I don't.Exploring the world’s hidden secrets, forging unexpected bonds, and living alongside the revived empress—it’s exciting.“Even if it's wrong, I think I'm going to enjoy every moment of it.”

Through a mysterious portal, Chen Jin arrived at this strange place – a post-apocalyptic world where civilization had been destroyed.

Consequently, he found –

A piece of metal scrap
A robot trash collector
A battleground
A city
A ton and more of gold
A copy of high-tech documents
A…
In short, Chen Jin found a planet.

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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.

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”