The Primal Hunter - Chapter 55: Ambitious Hunter

“Married rich for three years with no child born. Just when she was finally cured of infertility and ready to give him a child, he brought home his pregnant mistress in high profile.

“”Get lost if you can’t get knocked up. Or do you want my son to be the last of the Mo family?”” her mother-in-law viciously cursed.

Her husband grimly shoved a divorce agreement upon her face, “”I’ve signed. Leave when you are ready.””
It was heard later that two men went physical in the city plaze of Ye City to win back the wife, with the two babies at the side fighting fiercely for their mom!”

- Description from Novelupdates

People say that when a man becomes middle aged, their appearance and energy will become weak. Ye Qing Xin doesn’t feel that way. At least Jing Bo Yuan is not, his appearance and energy is still really great.

Jing Bo Yuan refuted: I am just thirty five years old, it’s still a long time untiI I reach middle age.

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Jing Bo Yuan, born in a rich family, he establishes Bo Wei company, he is a great one in the business world.

Everyone thinks he is: mature, serious, strict, and fathomless.

That kind of strict, serious, and successful man, suddenly does romance with a younger woman. He marries a young wife, who is younger by fourteen years old compared to him.

Ye Qing Xin, is a little girl that leads a wandering life. She suddenly married to an old and well-known family and becomes the object of jealousy of everyone.

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According to the gossip, Mrs Jing is a vixen that hooks with her pure of heart and few desires. She makes the strict Mr Jing falls in love with her.

Another gossip, Mr Jing spoils his young wife without any limit.

During an interview.

Interviewer: “It’s known that Mr Jing at first to marry Mrs Jing because of her young age and beautiful face, is that right? Except her beauty, is there any good point about her?”

Jing Bo Yuan: “I love her. I don’t care whether she is beautiful or not. I married her. She doesn’t need to have any good point. Falling in love with me is her greatest good point.”

The interviewer is surprised and asks: “Mr Jing and Mrs Jing, when was your first meeting? How did you get to know each other?”

Jing Bo Yuan: “Our first time meeting was fifteen years ago…”

Interviewer: “….”

Fifteen years ago, he saved her. Fifteen years after, he gives her a life.

……..

Twenty one years old Ye Qing Xin became the most loved one in the Jing family.

Old Madame Jing: “Xin Xin ah, hurry up and drink this bowl of bird nest.”

Old Mister Jing: “Xin Xin ah, this jade bracelet from our ancestor is for you.”

Papa Jing: “Xin Xin ah, this card is for you, you can buy everything you want, don’t be too modest.”

Third uncle of Jing: “Bo Yuan, don’t you bully Xin Xin, if so I and your Third auntie will not let you off!”

Third auntie: “Em Em Em!”

Second Uncle: “I don’t have anything, I will just send you a special bodyguard.”

Ye Qing Xin: “…..” I’m just pregnant, why are they doing all of this?

- Description from Novelupdates

Married for four years, there was no love in the life of Su Ran and Song Ting Yu. They were forced to marry because of Su Ran’s pregnancy. Ting Yu thought Su Ran was a foxy woman that tricked him with a purpose to enter the Song household, that’s why after the night after they both said the wedding vow, he immediately went overseas to be with his love and never came back even once​ to see his son.

Four years later, Song Wei Xi, the son of Su Ran and Song Ting Yu, was diagnosed with a rare illness. Madame Song, Ting Yu’s grandmother, knew this situation was urgent and asked Song Ting Yu to come home to help with this situation. Song Ting Yu couldn’t help but come back home, he came back to face his forgotten wife and child. Su Ran promised Ting Yu that she will sign the divorce paper if he agreed​ to help. Will Song Ting Yu agree with this proposal? Will he still leave after the recovery of Song We Xi or will he stay? Will love start to grow in their family?

I had finally done it—achieved the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed stats, impenetrable armor, and so many resistances that death itself had given up on me. I was an unkillable tank, an indomitable force. Nothing could stop me.And then my PC exploded.I died.Irony, thou art a cruel mistress.But instead of the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in the wrong freaking genre. Instead of castles and dungeons, there were people flying around on swords, shooting qi beams like fantasy laser guns.“This is definitely the wrong genre,” I muttered, watching a pompous young master sneer at me.“Kowtow, kiss my foot, and beg for forgiveness!” he declared.I looked at my imaginary maxed-out health bar, then at his flimsy silk robes.Oh, this was going to be fun.