Inside Enlaisi’s villa, the furnishings carried a nostalgic, retro charm.
The walls of the drawing room were covered in faded iris-patterned wallpaper, bearing faint traces of smoke. Three small brown velvet sofas were arranged in a semicircle around a wooden coffee table at the center of the room. Two of the sofas were pristine, while the third bore a noticeable depression from frequent use, its armrest marred by a scorch mark left by Enlaisi’s pipe.
A marble-framed oil painting hung on the wall, depicting a young girl in a long dress. For some reason, her face appeared blurred, indistinct, and the entire painting glowed softly under the warmth of the nearby fireplace.
Opposite the painting hung a pendulum clock, its hands ticking back and forth with a steady rhythm. At certain hours, a brass mechanical bird might even pop out to announce the time.
Xia Lun made himself at home, settling onto one of the sofas.
With four people and three sofas, the seating was just right. Enlaisi took his usual spot, Liyana sat beside him, Xia Lun settled across from Enlaisi next to Liyana, and Aina nestled comfortably in Xia Lun’s lap.
Upstairs, Mo Lini bustled about in her room, the occasional clatter and startled "Aiya!" echoing down.
On the coffee table, Xia Lun’s gaze was drawn to an old photo frame. Inside was a carefree young man with a confident grin, standing beside a slightly shy girl. Judging by her attire, she was unmistakably the same girl from the oil painting on the wall.
"Is this you, Professor Enlaisi? You were quite the dashing fellow back then!" Liyana pointed at the young man in the frame, addressing Enlaisi.
"I’m still dashing," Enlaisi retorted, instinctively reaching for the pocket holding his pipe before hesitating and withdrawing his hand.
"And is this girl your wife?" Liyana’s attention shifted to the other figure. "She’s so beautiful."
"Absolutely smitten with me," Enlaisi declared proudly. "Well… though we never actually married. We were just… involved."
"Why?" Liyana asked, puzzled, then sighed. "Were you reluctant to leave behind your other admirers? Oh, Enlaisi, you can’t be so fickle… I’ve dated plenty of girls myself, but I’ve always been faithful—"
"It was her situation," Enlaisi murmured, shaking his head slightly. His fingers clenched into a fist, veins standing out starkly before he slowly relaxed. "The night before we were to be engaged, she… had an accident."
"I’m sorry," Liyana whispered, dropping the subject.
Enlaisi’s gaze softened as it lingered on Xia Lun and Aina.
Then, with a hearty laugh, he added, "Young people should be like you—cherish what you have now, savor the sweetness of love… Because when you’re older, you might not have the chance."
"You’re absolutely right, Professor Enlaisi," Aina said, leaning into Xia Lun’s embrace. "Hear that, Xia Lun? You know what to do when we get back."
Xia Lun nodded helplessly.
Just moments ago, Aina had warned him not to pick up bad habits from these two.
Enlaisi chuckled. "Such a spirited girl… You’re a lucky man, Xia Lun."
Mo Lini descended the stairs, weighed down by a large russet backpack that swayed behind her like a squirrel’s tail.
"I… I really have to move out, Professor Enlaisi…" Mo Lini made one last attempt to resist.
Enlaisi nodded. "Yes, don’t worry about me. Go on."
"But… who will cook for you after this?"
Enlaisi straightened, adopting a serious tone. "Mo Lini… to be honest, I never thought your cooking was particularly good. Compared to the professional chefs at the school cafeteria, there’s quite a gap… and I don’t have to clean up afterward."
Mo Lini’s eyes welled up. "Waaah—"
Liyana stepped forward, hefting the large backpack off Mo Lini’s shoulders. "Don’t worry, you won’t have to cook anymore."
"We’ll take our leave now," Xia Lun said, rising slowly from the sofa with Aina cradled in his arms like a doll.
Enlaisi waved cheerfully. "Take care."
Mo Lini, still reluctant, was gently but firmly steered away by Liyana’s guiding hand.
However, the moment Mo Lini was escorted to Xia Lun’s estate, her eyes lit up in wonder.
"Wow! You live in a place like this?"
"Oh my! Such a huge garden!"
"There’s even a fountain in the garden!"
"What’s this? A golem?!"
"Amazing! This is incredible!"
Having never experienced aristocratic life before, Mo Lini was utterly dazzled by the sight before her.
She tiptoed behind Liyana, terrified that even brushing against a single flower might leave her indebted for life.
"So… where will I be staying? A dark, damp dungeon?" Mo Lini ventured timidly. "Will I be allowed out sometimes?"
"There’s no dungeon here," Liyana said flatly.
"Ah? Then… the stables?"
"No one’s making you sleep in the stables, Mo Lini," Liyana sighed. "Just pick any empty room."
Mo Lini muttered under her breath, "Just so we’re clear, you’re the ones forcing me to stay here. I… I can’t afford to pay rent."
The girl had clearly been scarred by poverty.
"And… don’t call me ‘teacher’ anymore. Just use my name."
"Got it, Mo Lini. I always thought the title didn’t suit you anyway," Liyana said, slinging an arm around her shoulders. "For now, attend your classes as usual, but if you’re free, try to stay within the estate. It’s safest that way."
Suddenly, Mo Lini noticed Aina speaking to empty air, seemingly addressing someone named Yisi.
Mo Lini paled.
This estate… couldn’t possibly be haunted, could it?
What she didn’t know was that compared to Yisi, ghosts were downright adorable.
"Oh, and there’s one more thing—extremely, extremely, extremely important. It’s a matter of life and death," Liyana said, her expression turning grave.
Mo Lini gulped. The triple "extremely" drove home the severity.
"Under no circumstances are you to approach the middle room upstairs, let alone try to open that ornate door," Liyana warned sternly.
"What… what’s in there? An imprisoned evil god?" Mo Lini quavered.
"No… nothing like that. But it’s far more dangerous!"
"Then… what is it?"
Liyana squared her shoulders. "That’s Xia Lun and Aina’s bedroom!"
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
