“Hahaha--------Congratulations to both of us.”
Xu Mo forced a smile.
But there's no need to be overly pessimistic.
As long as the safety measures are airtight.
There's nothing to be afraid of.
Lin An'an and Liu Yong were momentarily confused.
What the hell??
What does that even mean?
You're getting married, and Lin An'an is still an unmarried young lady.
To put it simply, she hasn't gotten married yet.
Liu Yong chuckled awkwardly, “Xu Mo, what do you mean by 'congratulations to both of us'? Is there another happy event?”
“Yes!!!!!!” Xu Mo said naturally, pausing before adding, “The movie is about to premiere, so I'm congratulating you in advance.”
Lin An'an's fair face turned slightly red as she rolled her eyes in a charming manner.
She thought Xu Mo was going to say he would marry her as well.
Is that all?!!!!!! Is that all?!
Lin An'an took a deep breath and then forced a smile, “Alright, I'll attend your wedding.”
“Great, I'll have someone prepare an invitation for you later.”
Xu Mo said.
Liu Yong watched all this with eager eyes.
Oh my gosh!!!!!!
He really wanted to go too!!!!!!
Who could attend Xu Mo's wedding and not be someone important?
For others, it might not mean much.
But for Liu Yong, it was a great opportunity!!!!!!
Just showing up there.
His status in the circle would instantly skyrocket.
His authority would increase, and his position would soar.
“Do you want to go too, Little Liu?”
Xu Mo asked Liu Yong.
Liu Yong couldn't stop grinning, “Yes!!!!!! Of course, I definitely want to go, Xu Mo. You're giving me the chance, so I must take it!!!!!!”
“No.”
“Ah------------”
Liu Yong stared at Xu Mo in disbelief.
What the hell!
Are you messing with me?
Xu Mo put aside his playful mood and smiled.
“Just kidding. You can come with Associate Director Song.”
“I'll have someone prepare the invitations for you both.”
Whoosh!!!!!!
Liu Yong took a sharp breath.
He wanted to say that Xu Mo didn't need to include Song Yixue.
Because since hearing about Xu Mo's wedding.
She hadn't been seen anywhere.
Who knows where she is, crying in a corner.
Ahem-------
These were Liu Yong's own speculations. In fact, Song Yixue had taken some time off recently due to personal matters.
“Thank you, thank you. I'll definitely be there, definitely.”
Liu Yong's fat cheeks were stacked in a grin as he rubbed his chubby hands together, shyly smiling.
“Alright, I'll be going now.”
“Take care, Xu Mo.”
After Xu Mo had walked a certain distance.
Lin An'an suddenly ran after him.
As she ran, her graceful curves were fully displayed.
Liu Yong was quite confused.
“Why is An'an chasing after him?”
After thinking for a while.
Liu Yong couldn't figure it out.
So he decided not to think about it anymore.
Behind Tap-tap came the sound of women's small leather boots tapping on the floor.
Xu Mo stopped in his tracks and turned around in surprise.
He saw Lin An'an hurrying towards him.
“Is there something you need?”
Lin An'an nodded, her face flushed, either from running or for some other reason.
Xu Mo wasn't in a hurry.
He didn't rush her.
After catching her breath, Lin An'an seemed to gather her courage and said.
“I want to have your baby!!!!!!”
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A few crows flew by the sky, cawing----cawing.
Bang-----
Xu Mo's worldview shattered into pieces.
He seemed to have heard something incredibly shocking.
【Lin An'an, you're way too direct, aren't you?】
【Ugh, now's not the time to think about that】
【Let's break it down. I'm married, so why would you have my baby?】
【The baby I have with my wife is a legitimate child. The baby I have with you would be a illegitimate child】
【There's a huge difference-----------You're so bold~~~~~~~~~】
【Oh my, now's definitely not the time to talk about this】
Xu Mo's mind was in chaos.
He didn't know what to say for a moment.
Seeing Xu Mo's reaction.
Lin An'an burst out laughing, “I was just joking with you. Look how nervous you've become.”
“Hahaha-----I see.” Xu Mo awkwardly laughed it off.
Lin An'an looked at him and asked, “What should I bring as a gift?”
“You don't need to bring anything. Just show up.”
Xu Mo said.
【Does the Xu Family lack money?
No.
Does the Xu Family lack gifts?
No.
What does the Xu Family lack?
It lacks you!!!!!!】
Lin An'an's face turned even redder.
She knew Xu Mo didn't mean anything by it.
But this inner voice was just too bold.
What on earth was this guy thinking about all day?
If you want, I'll give it to you!!!!!!
Don't settle for other girls.
As the saying goes, familiarity breeds affection.
It's not just a random idiom.
It's based on logic.
Just like an object.
If you see it every day, you'll naturally develop feelings for it.
And when that object is gone one day.
Your emotions will change accordingly.
In short, something you haven't obtained yet is precious~~~~~
Once you obtain it, it becomes garbage!!!!!!
After saying goodbye to Xu Mo.
Watching his departing back.
Lin An'an raised an eyebrow, seemingly lost in thought.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
At the Gao Family mansion.
Gao Liyuan was snacking while saying.
“So that Lin Fan wants you to set up a murder plot.”
Gao Liming pouted and said, "Sister, I'm not the one doing it personally. Lin Fan wants to use An Youyi as the assassin, and I just need to provide the explosives."
“An Youyi? The bodyguard of Xu Mo?”
“Oh, I get it, I get it.”
Gao Liyuan nodded, understanding.
“So what are you going to do?”
Gao Liming shrugged with a bitter smile, “I'm not sure yet. That's why I came to ask you.”
Gao Liyuan glanced at him.
“Prepare the explosives normally.”
“Ah?!!”
Gao Liming was shocked, his mouth wide open.
“Sister, are you planning to bomb Xu Mo?”
Gao Liyuan's face turned as red as a monkey's butt.
“What's with calling him 'brother-in-law'? He's getting married. I'm telling you to prepare the explosives to blow up Lin Fan, got it?!”
“Got it, got it.” Gao Liming quickly nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
Got it?!!
Got it, my foot!!
Sister, your face is so red.
You're saying you're not interested in him.
Are you kidding me?
Go deceive ghosts!!!!!!
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
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?"
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.”
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
