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.
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
