"What do you want? What do you think I want?"
"Is there something wrong with Yang Jingying? I’ve already made myself so clear."
Zhou Qiaoqiao frowned slightly, unable to stop herself from muttering under her breath.
Zhou Qiaoqiao: Sister, let me say it again, listen carefully. I don’t want much. Sharing is fine, but I must be the only official wife, and no one else can take that position.
Enough, I’m going to eat now.
In the office.
Yang Jingying’s heart skipped a beat.
It would be a lie to say she wasn’t moved.
What good would it do to deceive herself?
Besides, she was alone in the office.
Yang Jingying stroked her fair chin, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed. "How much of what Zhou Qiaoqiao said can I trust?"
She keeps saying she doesn’t mind.
But who knows what she’s really thinking?
Yang Jingying bit her lower lip, feeling conflicted.
What should she do?
Until she figured out what Zhou Qiaoqiao was really up to,
Yang Jingying didn’t want to place all her bets on someone else.
It was neither safe nor reliable.
"What were you talking about for so long? The food’s getting cold."
Xu Mo casually asked.
Zhou Qiaoqiao smiled, tilting her head slightly. "Want to know who I was chatting with?"
"No, no."
Xu Mo quickly shook his head.
[As if I’m some kind of henpecked husband.]
[Am I that kind of person?]
[I’d be happy if you told me, but even if you didn’t, I’d still be fine. Cough, cough—it’s all the same.]
Men say one thing, act another, and think something else entirely.
Layer upon layer of pretense.
Zhou Qiaoqiao couldn’t help but laugh at Xu Mo’s inner thoughts.
She let out a soft chuckle.
"I was chatting with your childhood sweetheart, Yang Jingying."
"Oh, I see—cough, cough."
Xu Mo cleared his throat and waved his hand dismissively. "Let’s eat, I really don’t care."
Zhou Qiaoqiao shot him a look.
Hmph—this little wolf dog is being sneaky again.
But she didn’t mind.
She started slurping her noodles.
She’d eaten far uglier-looking bugs before.
What was there to fear about a bowl of stinky snail noodles?
Last time, it didn’t look too appetizing.
This time, it didn’t smell too great either.
But it was fine.
As long as Xu Mo could stomach it,
she could too.
Husband and wife, sharing everything.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
In the CEO’s office of Ma Corporation.
"Damn it! Useless! Trash, a bunch of losers! What good are you?!!!"
Lin Fan cursed furiously.
These so-called elite hackers he’d hired
hadn’t even caught a glimpse of Gao Liyuan’s shadow
before their computers were hacked.
Lin Fan felt his face burning with embarrassment!
What kind of people had he hired?
Each one more useless than the last.
Seeing the Dragon King’s rage,
Ma Qun, standing nearby, knew better than to stay silent. He quickly chimed in,
"These garbage people really deserve to die!"
"Please calm down, Dragon King, please calm down."
"I’ll go recruit some more people."
He didn’t even know how many rounds of hiring this was.
Lin Fan was utterly fed up.
But with no other options at hand,
he could only wave his hand in resignation.
"Fine, fine, just go!"
After Ma Qun left,
Lin Fan stood up, his expression dark.
"If these guys keep failing, will I have no choice but to go back to that brat?"
Lin Fan frowned.
He was always the one to drive a hard bargain, always the one to come out on top.
But this time, he’d met his match.
That brat, Gao Liming.
When it came to being ruthless,
even Lin Fan had to admit defeat.
If you dissected Gao Liming, his heart would probably be black.
That was the only thing Lin Fan couldn’t stand!
Moshi moshi, mule mule, goodnight.
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.”
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…
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
