Tao Xiaofeng scratched her head, and the little girl gave an awkward yet polite smile.
"Hahaha--------What does Xu Shi mean by 'the others too'?"
Come on.
She really didn't get it, okay.
Xu Shi just smiled without saying a word.
Tao Xiaofeng was completely baffled now.
"Congratulations, Miss Xu Shi."
Awell-dressed man approached Xu Shi.
He raised the champagne glass in his hand.
He was one of the guests attending the wedding today.
Guests are guests.
Xu Shi smiled politely and raised her glass, "Hmm."
Then she took a small sip.
The man's face lit up with delight.
They chatted for a few more minutes.
But he noticed Xu Shi seemed uninterested.
The man quickly shut his mouth and left, knowing better than to overstay his welcome.
Unrequited love.
The flowers fall without sentiment.
Why stay?
To embarrass oneself further?
The man had barely left when another guest came over to toast.
Xu Shi stood out like a firefly in the night.
She was strikingly beautiful.
Tao Xiaofeng was also quite pretty, but next to Xu Shi, she paled in comparison.
Plus, she hadn't dressed up too elaborately today.
She didn't want to outshine the bride.
And so---she ended up as a mere backdrop.
Yes, just a supporting role.
Xu Shi’sidiol.
Tao Xiaofeng felt a pang of jealousy in her heart.
All that talk about other girls being well-dressed.
Clearly, it was just about you, Xu Shi~~~~~~~
Of course,
It’s worth noting that Tao Xiaofeng didn’t have any particular interest in these young talents.
Rather, at such a banquet,
Being approached by the opposite gender for a chat.
It’s a sign of recognition.
This is true for both men and women.
The motivation for Tao Xiaofeng to want attention.
It sounds quite ridiculous when you think about it.
She just wants Xu Mo to look at her a few more times.
"Xu Shi, you are the swan of the entire banquet hall right now. You’re stealing the bride’s thunder, and it’s your sister-in-law’s. Will your parents beat you when they find out?"
As a close friend and sister to Xu Shi,
Tao Xiaofeng couldn’t help but remind her.
Xu Shi couldn’t help but laugh and pointed towards the door.
"Xiaofeng, take a look over there, then you'll know if I'm lying."
Tao Xiaofeng followed Xu Shi’s finger and looked over.
It was quite noisy over there.
She could hear the surrounding people's discussions.
"Woww(ﾟДﾟ)w Is that Yang Jingying from the Yang family? She's so beautiful! The dress is beautiful, but she's even more stunning."
"Oh, boy-----------------I can't take it anymore, I wonder if staring at the goddess will make my eyes sting?"
"Whether it'll sting, I don't know. But sure enough, you'll be treated as a suspicious pervert and be thrown out by the security guards."
"I heard Yang Jingying also likes Xu Mo, what is this about? Dressing so eye-catching today, is she here to steal the bride's thunder?"
"I think so, I'm freaking out! There's another super goddess here."
"What super goddess, you outsider, you haven't seen the world. This is the eldest daughter of the Han family from the Four Great Families of Magic City, Miss Han Zhiqi. One word, that figure is about to blow my eyes wide."
"Tsk tsk--------------If only she could be my girlfriend."
"Bro, how many peanuts did you eat? You're so drunk."
"Huh? You’re not going to tell me, she also likes Xu Mo, are you?"
"Bingo, congratulations, you guessed right."
The guy who knew the truth felt numb.
What's the meaning of this?
Xu Mo from Magic City is so popular?
It's known that the young ladies from thesenoblyfamilies.
Even if not arrogant.
Their skills and looks are undisputed.
The standards for their partners must be extraordinarily high.
Since they all like Xu Mo the same.
It proves one thing.
Xu Mo must have something extraordinary about him.
Speaking of which.
On Yang Jingying’s side.
Today, she wore a purple high-slit gown.
Purple, a color of nobility.
Her pair of glowing legs, as white as milk, were exposed.
This pair of legs caninstantlykill most leg fetishists.
On her small, exquisite earlobes, she wore a pair of Gucci earrings.
Her aura of a superior was naturally formed.
She is one of the few goddesses who possess both beauty and wisdom.
God closes a door and will surely open a window for you.
But in Yang Jingying’s case.
God not only opened the window for her but also the door.
Wealth, beauty, wisdom, status.
Every move.
Brimming with charm.
The dream girl of many boys.
Having a wife like that, how would one not feel thrilled?
Oh, pfft------------------------------
Having a wife like that, what more could one ask for?
And walking beside Yang Jingying, Han Zhiqi.
She wore a fiery red high-slit gown.
Perfect pair of legs nearly as unparalleled as a piece of art.
Absolutely top-notch.
Her lips painted with a slightly bold brick-red lipstick.
This look.
Couldn’t go unnoticed.
Dressing fancier than the bride herself.
Didn’t know.
If they didn’t know better, they’d think Han Zhiqi was the bride of the day!!
The gown had a slit that was much slanted and lied at an rather unrealistic place.
Every step.
Brought about unpredictable feelings, associated to scenarios of the evening’s prospect.
It was almost magnetically making a person want to look closer.
Yet knew it was indecent..
Yet still found that one couldn’t help but get a closer view
Absolutely wonderful!!!!!!!!!!!
"You're dressed quite nicely today," Han Zhiqi glanced at Yang Jingying.
Giving a modest evaluation.
When Han Zhiqi examined her.
Yang Jingying was also observing her.
Yang Jingying smiled, her tone relaxed.
"The same to you, and don't forget why we're here today. Since we're here, we must leave her with an unforgettable wedding."
Han Zhiqi nodded, forcing a smile, agreeing,
"Indeed!! A person's life only has this one time. It’s good to remember it well."
Her voice was tinged with slight jealousy.
Even deeper jealousy.
Concealed.
And well-hidden.
Last night after returning home.
She felt miserable.
She wanted to cry.
Her heart was heavy.
But who to cry for?
Cry for herself?
What a joke.
Why can Zhou Qiaoqiao?
But not her, Han Zhiqi?
She was there first!
Instead of sneaking around and crying alone.
Better to come face on.
She would save some bacb and had the rest flowing
Just like that, going gracefully somewhat.
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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?"
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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.”
