Marrying a Disabled Tycoon [Reborn]

Seeking advance interest: My Canary Oversteps His Place; I Got Pregnant After Transmigrating Into a Mary Sue Novel

1. An Jingchen was reborn, returning to the day of his wedding to Huo Yunting.

In his previous life, his family sold him to the fearsome Huo Yunting to pay off their debts. Hearing that Huo Yunting was a sinister, terrifying cripple, he was so frightened that he fled from the wedding.

Only later did he learn that Huo Yunting had filled the ten-billion-yuan hole in his family’s finances, found him a job, and even taken care of his body after he died.

Not only that, after his death he became Huo Yunting’s “legitimate, properly wedded” late husband. He got to rest in a cemetery Huo Yunting had carefully selected, and every night he slept beside Huo Yunting’s bed.

Reborn once more, An Jingchen decided to make it up to Huo Yunting.

An Jingchen bragged, “I’m an ordinary little genius. I can massage your legs, dish out face-slapping, take down scumbags, and protect Huo Yunting. I can do it all.”

Huo Yunting: “Mm, thank you.”

In his heart: Actually, what I want even more is for you to be my wife.

2. “Why do you like me?”

“Because you’re my light.”

Huo Yunting would never forget the sight of a little bun-shaped An Jingchen gently blowing on his wound. With his red lips and pearly white teeth, An Jingchen had barged into Huo Yunting’s heart on a gloomy summer day.

From then on, the little alley had a name, and the drifting Huo Yunting had somewhere to belong.

Little scene: On the night they got their marriage certificate, Huo Yunting sneaked the red marriage booklet into the safe behind An Jingchen’s back. An Jingchen later recalled that Huo Yunting had gotten up to sneak a peek at it at least seven times that night.

PS: 1. Both are reborn; marriage first, love later; they dote on each other.

2. The gong uses a wheelchair at first, but recovers later.

3. Set in a world where same-sex marriage is legal.

Advance blurb one

The day Tang Yan died, snow blanketed the world. A speeding car crushed his limbs, and the blood that spilled out instantly stained the street red. As his consciousness faded, Tang Yan suddenly thought that, after all, he had never gotten to see what Xie Zhenge looked like.

Tang Yan was the head of the Tang family, a powerful clan that could turn Lincheng upside down with a flick of the wrist. Behind closed doors, everyone also mocked him for being blind.

The Tang family head’s illegitimate child from a night of passion, a blind man who got what he deserved at sixteen, a demon destined for hell after death. Tang Yan was used to all the gossip. He didn’t care. All he cared about was the canary he kept at home, the canary he had snatched from a party.

“Mr. Wang, you’ve got it wrong. I’m an actor, invited to attend the party. I’m not here to sell myself.”

How should he put it? Tang Yan had never heard a voice so beautiful. For the first time in his life, he felt desire: he wanted him.

So, on the little balcony on the second floor of the hotel, Tang Yan leaned on his white cane, raised his unfocused yet inexplicably bright eyes, and said coolly, “Be mine. You can have anything you want.”

“Okay.”

Tang Yan had always known that his relationship with Xie Zhenge was nothing more than a transaction, but he still couldn’t help falling for him. He also knew that Xie Zhenge didn’t love him, not even a little.

The furthest they had ever gone was probably holding hands and hugging. As he closed his eyes, Tang Yan thought that he regretted meeting Xie Zhenge, and regretted even more never telling him that he liked him.

Who would have thought that when he opened his eyes again, he would find himself held in familiar yet unfamiliar arms, while the man respectfully called him, “Sir.”

Wait, did he... did he get reborn?

Tang Yan rolled away from Xie Zhenge’s embrace and silently picked at the bedsheet. He’d still gotten himself wrapped up with him. What was he supposed to do? Help, I need an answer now!

*

The day Xie Zhenge planned to propose was snowy. He stood among a sea of roses, but Tang Yan never came. All that arrived was his corpse.

After that, Xie Zhenge went mad. No one knew how he managed to topple the Tang family’s business empire in a year, or how he got its influential members thrown into prison.

His little sir couldn’t see, and he suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder. Xie Zhenge was afraid to drop him even while holding him in his hands, afraid he would melt even while holding him in his mouth. He held back at every turn and restrained himself constantly. Who could have guessed that Tang Yan would die without ever knowing how he felt?

Now that he had another chance, to hell with restraint. His wife was about to run away. Why worry about holding back?

“Little sir, why didn’t I get a good morning kiss today? Don’t you love me anymore?”

“Baby, why are you blushing? Was I too rough?”

“Boyfriend, look up at me, please.”

Damn it, Tang Yan regretted it even more. This wasn’t a canary, it was a clingy little pest.

PS: The shou’s eyesight will recover, a famous Jinjiang medical miracle.

Advance blurb two

Gu Zhongli transmigrated into a book, and not just any book: an old-school Mary Sue novel. He became the overbearing, arrogant male lead who kept saying things like, “The sky is cold, make the Wang family go bankrupt.”

The author abandoned the story before finishing it, ending the novel just after the original character gained control of the nation’s economic lifeline. Gu Zhongli had only three days left to live.

Heaven wants me dead.

Gu Zhongli thought that since he only had three days left, what was the harm in enjoying himself? His first time at a nightclub. His first time getting physical with a guy. His first time being kissed on the cheek.

Ah, I have no regrets in this life.

The third day came and went. Why wasn’t he dead yet?

“System, what’s going on? Why am I still alive?”

The System crunched on potato chips and mumbled, “Maybe you need to win over the male supporting character to earn more life points.”

Gu Zhongli: Useless System. What good are you?

At that moment, Gu Zhongli stood at the mouth of a small alley, staring as the delicate little flower he was supposed to win over kicked a burly man flying.

Gu Zhongli: ...This mission seems... a little difficult.

Jian Qixuan stared at Gu Zhongli, who was clearly stunned. Then he raised his arms and shivered, saying expressionlessly, “Sob, sob, I’m so scared.”

Without hesitation, Gu Zhongli dashed forward, went up on tiptoe, and draped an arm around Jian Qixuan’s neck. With a wicked smile, he delivered his line: “Hmph, man, don’t be afraid. I admit your little tricks have seduced me.”

Little scene

After a certain drinking party, on the villa rooftop.

Gu Zhongli tugged on Jian Qixuan’s tie, his eyes watery. Like a fierce little cat with its claws out, he slurred, “Man, hic, you can spend as much as you want on my black card, buy whatever clothes you like, live in any villa you want, and kiss me whenever you want. What else are you... are you unhappy about?”

Jian Qixuan gazed at the flushed Gu Zhongli, who was rubbing himself against him. His eyes gradually darkened. He lifted Gu Zhongli’s chin and kissed him hard. “I also want to be able to get into your bed whenever I want.”

“Hmph, your wish is granted.” Gu Zhongli wiped the smear of blood from the corner of his mouth, then happily fell asleep in Jian Qixuan’s arms.

Much later, Gu Zhongli touched his swelling belly and swallowed nervously. Damn it, the useless author never even filled in the pregnancy plot!

An adorable, goofy shou # Emotionally detached gong who only feels something for the shou

Theme: Your fate is in your own hands. You create your own future.