The person had walked away.
Inside the office,
only Shen Manni remained.
Her eyes were icy cold. So what if Xu Mo and the others had left?
Before leaving, they even deliberately flaunted their relationship!
Disgusting!
She found it utterly revolting!
Absolutely nauseating!
Did they think she was an easy target?
"Zhou Qiaoqiao, since you’ve chosen to be ruthless, don’t blame me for being merciless!"
Knock, knock, knock—
"Sweetheart, sweetheart."
"Come in."
Shen Manni forced herself to regain some composure.
"Dad, what are you here for? Is something wrong?"
"My dear, your dad is useless. I couldn’t buy you more time."
Shen Cheng’s face flushed with embarrassment as he walked in, speaking apologetically.
Shen Manni immediately stood up, retorting, "Dad, what are you talking about?"
A father knows his daughter best.
How could Old Shen not understand Young Shen’s thoughts?
Thinking back to the old days,
Old Shen himself had been pursued by many women from third- and fourth-tier families.
Some of them were quite remarkable.
It’s only after missing out that one realizes regret.
Forget about eternal love.
Even just a fleeting moment of passion
would have been worth it.
Cough, cough, cough—
"My dear, 'Rome wasn’t built in a day.' Xu Mo has been pursuing you for so long. If he suddenly stopped, he might just be throwing a tantrum."
"Let’s take a step back. Even if he’s not throwing a tantrum, he did like you at one point. He still has some feelings for you."
"Even if he doesn’t… oh, that’s impossible!"
"What I mean is, we should lower our guard, lower our guard."
"He’s been chasing you for so long. It’s not fair to keep him hanging. It’s time for us to take the initiative."
Shen Cheng had transformed into a love guru,
imparting his wisdom to Shen Manni in an endless stream.
By the end,
he was even using his own life experiences and insights
to deeply analyze
what Xu Mo might be thinking,
further helping his daughter tailor her approach.
By the time Shen Cheng finished, he had moved himself to tears.
Whether or not he moved Shen Manni was another matter,
but he had certainly moved himself!
Old Shen thought that if he were a woman,
at the same age,
he could absolutely dominate men of his generation.
With just a few tricks,
and the proper application of the Thirty-Six Stratagems,
what high-quality man couldn’t he snag?
Wouldn’t it just be a matter of picking and choosing?
Facing her tea-sipping, overly dramatic father,
Shen Manni was on the verge of losing it.
Not to mention,
your daughter can literally hear people’s thoughts!!!!
Dad, you’re wrong again.
Xu Mo has been deceiving you all along.
He never liked me.
If you could hear his thoughts,
you’d be so angry you’d want to hit someone.
Shen Manni sighed helplessly in her heart.
She let out a long, melancholic sigh.
"Ah… alright, alright, Dad, just go out for now."
"I need some time alone."
Shen Cheng was just getting into the groove,
feeling a sense of frustration, as if his daughter was wasting her potential!
He even wished he could step in himself,
charm and deceive Xu Mo,
and then hand him over to Shen Manni to deal with.
"Cough, cough, cough…"
Shen Cheng choked and coughed a few times.
"Sweetheart, my methods are foolproof. Why don’t you give it a try? I guarantee it’ll work."
"Dad!" Shen Manni raised her voice slightly.
Old Shen forced a bitter smile.
Ah… young people, always prioritizing pride over practicality.
Pride isn’t substance.
Substance is what truly matters.
Pride is just an illusion.
It’s something you only understand with age.
"Fine, I’ll leave. I won’t disturb you anymore."
After Old Shen left,
Shen Manni leaned back in her executive chair, staring at the ceiling, lost in thought.
Meanwhile, on the other side,
at the Gao family villa,
Gao Liming’s arm injury hadn’t fully healed yet,
but that didn’t stop him from playing games with one hand.
He was thoroughly engrossed in his game
when a maid knocked on the door.
"Young Master, someone is here to see you."
"Ah—hey hey—big bro, don’t kill me, don’t finish me off. I’ll give you all my gear, please don’t—ah—it’s over!"
As Gao Liming’s panicked voice rang out,
the computer screen dutifully dimmed.
The page displayed that his character had been eliminated!
"Damn it! I’m not seeing anyone, no matter who it is!"
Gao Liming said angrily.
"You little brat, looking for a beating, aren’t you? Come out here, and I’ll smash your stupid head in!"
A woman’s voice came from outside the door.
The voice sounded familiar to Gao Liming,
as if he had heard it somewhere before.
"Ah, Miss, didn’t we agree you’d wait in the living room?"
"Enough nonsense, tell that little brat Gao Liming to get his ass out here!"
"What are you all—what are you even doing here? Why didn’t you stop her?"
Chaos erupted outside the door.
The constant use of "little brat"
could only mean one person.
Gao Liming shuddered, his small frame already trembling.
His high-tech gadgets
were nothing in front of that woman!
If she wanted to,
his high-tech weapons could be hacked and turned against him,
and Gao Liming wouldn’t even be surprised!
"Gasp!!!! The crazy woman is back."
Gao Liming swallowed hard,
hurriedly running to open the door on his short legs.
Outside stood a woman wearing a mask and oversized sunglasses.
She was wrapped up so tightly
that one might mistake her for a celebrity.
Meanwhile, a few security guards were trying to grab her.
Cold sweat broke out on Gao Liming’s forehead as he quickly intervened.
"Stop! All of you, stop!"
The guards immediately halted.
Gao Liming breathed a sigh of relief.
Damn it.
That was close.
Almost a case of friendly fire.
"You little brat, you’ve got some nerve, huh?"
"Blocking me like that."
The heavily disguised woman patted her chest, pretending to be frightened.
She was ready to settle old and new scores.
Gao Liming’s face fell. "Ah, no, I didn’t! You can’t blame me for this!"
The maids and guards finally understood.
This was someone the young master knew!
Alright then.
They dispersed as they should.
"Hey, go get me some soda and chips from the fridge. The soda has to be ice-cold! And the chips should be lime-flavored. Oh, and some spicy chicken feet too."
"If the fridge doesn’t have them, go out and buy them."
The heavily disguised woman instructed.
The maid and guards nearly tripped over themselves.
Who did this woman think she was?
Treating this place like her own home?
Seeing their hesitation,
Gao Liming gritted his teeth. "Do as she says. Whatever she wants, give it to her. Make sure all her demands are met!"
They might not listen to the woman,
but they couldn’t ignore Gao Liming’s orders.
Once everyone had left,
the heavily disguised woman glanced at him, teasingly saying,
"Well, well, little brat, you’ve learned some manners, huh?"
"Not bad, not bad. You’ve grown up quite a bit over the years."
After a pause, the woman finally noticed Gao Liming’s injury.
"Huh? What happened to your arm?"
"Sis, you just noticed now?"
Gao Liming said, exasperated.
His sister was a genius, but also
a bit of an airhead.
At least, that’s how Gao Liming saw it.
Gao Liyuan smirked. "Hmph—what do you mean 'just noticed'? I’m not blind."
Gao Liming: ?????
Why did I end up with a sister like you?
Just kill me already.
Gao Liming felt that if this conversation continued, he might die of frustration.
"Let’s talk inside."
Gao Liyuan took off her sunglasses and mask, stepping into the room.
Goodnight~~
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
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!
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
