Chat Group.
Zhou Qiaoqiao: What’s the big deal about getting married? Why are you all making such a fuss?
Her words were like a bomb thrown into a fishpond.
Boom.
It was loud.
All the fish in the pond were sent flying.
Han Zhiqi: @Zhou Qiaoqiao, heh—stop acting so nonchalant. If you’re so tough, why don’t you just not get married?!?!?! (•́へ•́╬)
Yang Jingying: Little sister, you’ve gone too far this time, you know that?
Shen Manni: +1
Li Jiaxin: *Bubbles up with a sticker* (trying to make her presence known) @Lin An'an, what do you think about this, An'an?
Seeing these replies, Zhou Qiaoqiao couldn’t help but laugh.
Zhou Qiaoqiao: Han Zhiqi, your family loves to joke around. If I didn’t like Xu Mo, would I marry him?
Han Zhiqi: ·····
Yang Jingying: Little sister, you should know that you’re not the only one who likes Xu Mo. Do you understand the concept of first come, first served?
Zhou Qiaoqiao: Tsk tsk tsk—sister, listen to yourself. If an employee joins a company and performs averagely, never getting promoted or a raise, but stays there for over a decade, and then a talented newcomer arrives, excelling in every way and earning the company millions, according to your logic, the managerial position should go to the old employee instead of the new one. Do you think that’s fair?
Yang Jingying: Emotions can’t be measured by money!
Han Zhiqi: Exactly, heh, shallow woman.
Shen Manni: +1
Li Jiaxin: Is An'an filming again? Why isn’t she replying?
Gao Liyuan: *Whimpering*—small, pitiful, and helpless—
Zhou Qiaoqiao: Calm down, everyone. I’m not trying to hog everything. @Yang Jingying, sister, I don’t mind sharing with you. You’ll see later.
But let’s get one thing straight—I’m claiming the position of the official wife.
Want to know why the wedding is being moved up?
Yang Jingying: ·····
Han Zhiqi: ·····
Shen Manni: ·····
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Seeing the once lively chat group fall silent, Zhou Qiaoqiao couldn’t help but smile.
Her slender fingers tapped away at her phone screen.
Zhou Qiaoqiao: Some things—I just won’t tell you.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Zhou Qiaoqiao’s provocative words instantly sparked fury.
The women were furious.
What do you mean you won’t tell us?
Gao Liyuan has already found out the truth for us!
Think you’re so great just because you’ve given more?!
Think you can do whatever you want just because you’ve given more?!?!
Think you can—*gasp*—
Wait, actually, it seems like you can.
The wedding’s been moved up, hasn’t it?
Yang Jingying: What do you mean by that?
This wasn’t a group message.
It was a private chat.
Zhou Qiaoqiao: What do I mean by what?
Yang Jingying: Don’t play dumb with me. What do you mean by sharing? Is that something you can just share?
Yang Jingying was the first to privately message her.
This was within Zhou Qiaoqiao’s expectations.
After all, she had just extended an olive branch.
The hook was cast, and the fish took the bait.
Zhou Qiaoqiao: O(∩_∩)O haha~ Actually, I don’t really want to share with you either, sister, but hey, we’re like sisters, right?
Not by blood, but closer than real sisters.
Oh, by the way, your younger sister seems to like Xu Mo too. As a woman, I can sense it.
But she’s afraid of hurting you, so she’s not competing with you.
Yang Jingying: What? Trying to drive a wedge between me and Jing Xuan?
Zhou Qiaoqiao: Not at all. I just want to invite your sister along too. Sisters should stick together, right?
After all, younger sisters are meant to be cherished and loved.
We shouldn’t be like those shallow women who sacrifice their sisters for money or material gains.
Yang Jingying’s eyelid twitched.
The conversation was going fine, but then Zhou Qiaoqiao started making veiled insults again.
Was she lacking money?
Was she lacking material things that money could buy?
No, what she lacked was Xu Mo.
She lacked her childhood sweetheart, Xu Mo!!!!
Yang Jingying: Little sister, you’re only good at running your mouth. Seems like you’ve had plenty of practice. Don’t overdo it, or you’ll wear out your lips, and I’d feel bad for you.
Because no one else will feel bad for you, not even Xu Mo.
Only I will feel bad for you, little sister.
Zhou Qiaoqiao: Mhm, you’re absolutely right, absolutely right. I think there was a tiny bit of that yesterday.
Yang Jingying was stunned.
What was Zhou Qiaoqiao implying?
Was she really that kind of promiscuous woman?
Yang Jingying’s gaze sharpened.
She hadn’t misjudged her!
Zhou Qiaoqiao was just as shameless on the inside as she appeared on the outside!
Disgusting!!!! Absolutely disgusting!!!!
“Heh—you’re done for, little brat!”
Suddenly, a mocking smirk appeared on Yang Jingying’s lips as a thought crossed her mind.
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Alright, that’s it for today. Goodnight, everyone.
+ 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!
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?"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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!
