Reborn as My Love Rival's Wife - Chapter 1: The Ball-Broken Classmate Su Jian Doesn’t Have Balls Anymore

Viserys Targaryen was born with the blood of dragons and yet lived his life in exile. He was a prince with a lost kingdom and a fading legacy, an immature bastard who died a pitiful death. Unfortunately, that same death was coming for me now… as I found myself in his body right before molten gold fried my brain.Yes. Fuck Khal Drogo, and fuck the molten crown.With the memories from another life, in this world of betrayal and broken oaths, I had the chance to forge a new destiny for myself. Armed with the knowledge of the future, my own cunning, and [The Dragon System], I made the choice to flee from the Dothraki barbarians and take back what was rightfully mine.

The little transparent who suffered from the unspoken rules, the women’s clothing boss who fell out of his horse, the second generation ancestor of the dandy who was in the entertainment industry… Your task is to become them and reach the top of the entertainment industry.
Shi Qi: I understand the truth, but the problem is, Lao Tzu is a woman!
[Women disguised as men and mixed men’s groups] (End)
Those days and nights when women disguised themselves as men and mixed boy groups.
[Bending a straight steel male fan] (End)
The steel straight male fans who were tragically bent.
[The actor is a part-time demon hunter] (End)
Short stories.
[Infrastructure is only for the top stream] (End)
“Ha! It’s really hard for me to open up an entertainment business in the wildly growing Western Fantasy World.”
[The entertainment industry is all my cp]
Became a second-generation dandy who likes to fry cp and touch porcelain, and is boycotted by fans.
To be continued.

【Reading Guide】
1. Women disguised as men (emphasis) + happy style
2. Parallel time and space, this article has no cp, and the protagonist has no love line.
3. The characters have no original shape, and the logic serves the plot.

Content tags: entertainment circle fast wear women disguised as men cool text
Search keywords: Protagonist: Shi Qi (Little Seventeen) ┃ Supporting roles: Mom fans, dad fans, girlfriend fans, straight men fans dismantle cp”
One-sentence introduction: women disguise themselves as men and become group pets in various worlds
Purpose: It is not terrible to fall into the bottom, because every step of the next effort is to the light.

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A surgeon accidentally got the blessings of a system, shocked the medical industry, and rejuvenated countless people.

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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?”