The eSports King's Crush - Chapter 172 - Mo Beis Script

A failed investor from 2017 got drunk and woke up in the 1980s. China is just opening up, and the economy is blooming. There is also the dissolution of the Soviet Union, the bursting of the Dot-com bubble and other financial crisis. He used his knowledge of the future and slowly build up his empire.

In her past life, Jessie Sterling moved abroad for Julian Grant, only to have him break his promise and stand her up late at night for another woman on her birthday.Reborn into this life, Jessie Sterling personally severed her past adoration and affection, and instead entered a marriage of convenience with Victor Morgan, the heir to a century-old prestigious family in Aethelburg, a match approved by her family.She had originally thought it would just be a marriage for mutual benefit, and that they would treat each other with polite respect after the wedding.People in their social circle were not very optimistic about this newlywed couple with vastly different personalities.Until one day, some friends paid a late-night visit.By the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the Four Joys Courtyard, a group of people saw the man who dominated the business world by day having his knee stepped on. He held a bottle of cat-eye nail polish and was currently bowing his head, diligently painting the toenails of the foot resting on his knee.“Is this okay?”With a coquettish air, Jessie Sterling glanced down, her chin slightly raised like a spirited little peacock, “Well, it's passable, I suppose. But I think it could use another coat?”Victor Morgan was almost driven to laugh in exasperation by her words. After setting down Jessie Sterling's leg, he moved forward, planting his hands on either side of her, his eyes deep and dark as he said in a low voice, “Mrs. Morgan, that's enough!”Before Jessie Sterling could react, in the next moment, the man had already leaned in and captured the red lips before him that had been tempting him for so long.“Mrs. Morgan, don't you think this... is what really needs another coat of color?”The group of people who had just walked through the courtyard entrance froze on the spot. How the hell could this be called... treating each other with polite respect?

He is the heir of Di Hao Group; decisive, cold-blooded yet dotes on his wife a little too much.

“Husband, I think I want to rear a pet. What do you think we should rear?”

“Rear you.”

“Husband, I want to change bed sheets. Which material do you think is the most comfortable to sleep on?”

“You.”

“………”

Zhuang Nai Nai: Can’t he speak properly for once?

One day, somebody asked the man, “Why are you always the first one to bow your head every time you two fight?”

Si Zheng Ting: “I am 185 cm, she is 165 cm. Of course I have to bow down to speak to her.”

To put it short, this is a story about a black-belly president, his wife and their effort to conceive children after marriage.

- Description from Novelupdates

Transmigration? A Chong Xi Marriage? Sickly husband? How worse can this get?

Mo Qian Xue now lives in a soddy, destitute, small house with broken furnitures. The grass had grown wild and unruly from lack of proper care. The rice pot in the kitchen, it’s left empty. Well, this mess seemed quite manageable, however, why is it they only have one quilt in the house?

Not only does she serve her husband food and refreshments during the day, does she need to make sure he’s well “fed” at night too?

“It’s getting late now… we should go to bed. Said the sickly husband. She simply closed the door, turned off the lights, and went straight to sleep.

“If you dare move, I’ll kick you out of the bed!” She threatened.

In the end, the man still managed to wrap himself around her no matter how she resisted. The sickly husband wasn’t as weak as he appeared to be!

Mo Qian Xue worked hard to become rich. She built workshops, opened factories, one aided by her sickly husband towards prosperity. Fortunately, she could live a peaceful life far from bickering relatives, but then, much to her dismay, she still had to deal with the villagers knocking on her door.

So they want her money? They want her position as a wife? Since when was she, Mo Xian Que easy to bully?! They want to make her lose face? Alright, let them come a little closer then… give them a…. slap!