Xu Mo was exasperated.
Xu Mo had predicted this beginning.
But he hadn't foreseen this ending.
Later, the Heavenly Queen Lin flew into a rage out of humiliation.
How dare Xu Mo question her character?
Was she the kind of woman who wouldn’t keep her word?
Was she the kind of woman who would throw away her dignity just to indulge in a few dishes?
Was she that kind of greedy little pig?
No!!!
She was not!!!
Over the years, Heavenly Queen Lin had traveled all across the country.
Was there any delicacy she hadn’t tasted?
Had she not sampled the dishes of renowned chefs?
She, Heavenly Queen Lin, the award-winning actress Lin An'an, would never be enslaved!!!!
--------------Unless she couldn’t resist, with free food and lodging, and dishes that were absolute heavenly perfection.
In the end.
After tasting and retasting.
After "sampling" the dishes over and over again.
Before Xu Mo even came out.
Lin An'an had polished off two whole plates.
And still looked unsatisfied.
In the end, she couldn’t escape the shackles of the "True Fragrance" law.
What was even more shameless was that.
While eating.
She kept muttering to herself in self-justification.
This wasn’t her stealing food.
This was her taste-testing.
Helping to check the flavors in advance.
If it turned out awful.
They could still order takeout later.
Everything was still salvageable.
Then, she couldn’t stop herself.
After finishing one plate.
She flew into a rage out of humiliation.
Decided to go all out.
And declared.
"Xu Mo, you weren’t wrong—I *am* that kind of woman. I *am* exactly the kind of woman you described!"
By the end.
Lin An'an’s guilt had completely evaporated.
Xu Mo’s lips twitched, but he didn’t say anything.
"Time to eat."
If Xu Mo didn’t bring it up.
That was even better.
Heavenly Queen Lin certainly wasn’t foolish enough to mention it herself.
And this time.
After Xu Mo announced the meal.
Lin An'an went even more wild.
Though her dining manners were elegant and poised.
Though she looked beautiful while eating.
Xu Mo still felt something was off.
Finally, he noticed an undeniable fact!
Lin An'an was eating several times faster than a normal person!
"Slow down… No one’s competing with— *cough* I mean, just eat slower."
"Oh."
"That king prawn is mine, don’t touch it. I’ve been cooking all this time and barely had any."
"Oh."
"(⇀‸↼‶) Didn’t I say not to touch it? Why are you still going for it?"
"Oh."
"……"
Xu Mo didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Then he shut his mouth.
Moving fast.
Was the real way to win.
Talking was useless.
Action was what mattered.
If he didn’t act.
Lin An'an really would finish everything.
Xu Mo had learned his lesson.
No more pointless arguments.
Because arguing was meaningless.
A waste of breath.
Soon.
The entire table of delicious dishes had been wiped clean.
Like a storm sweeping through.
The two sat back in their chairs.
Heavenly Queen Lin gazed at her slightly rounded belly, her face filled with contentment.
Xu Mo hadn’t gotten much of the dishes.
But at least he’d filled up on rice.
Right now, both of them were in a state of pure satisfaction.
Entered the sage-like mode of supreme wisdom.
Oh, oh, oh—what was that phrase again?
"A full stomach leads to ( ) desires."
But that phrase didn’t quite fit here.
At the very least.
They’d have to wait until…
Until----------------
They digested?
"Xu Mo, did you know? Your song 'Letting Go' is blowing up online. About the royalties we agreed on—I want to change it to a 70-30 split. I’ll take 30."
Heavenly Queen Lin looked at Xu Mo as she spoke.
This meal alone.
Was worth giving up that 20%.
Hmph.
A man who could cook, compose, and sing so well?
Fine.
Those 20%.
Consider it this young lady’s reward.
Be grateful for my boundless generosity.
Xu Mo shook his head. "We said 50-50, so it’s 50-50."
The song’s success.
Was expected.
Xu Mo didn’t show much surprise.
"Then… can we keep working together?"
Heavenly Queen Lin sat up straight.
Nervously watching Xu Mo.
Two hit songs could make a lot of money.
And bring free fame.
But that wasn’t the point.
The point was—what if Xu Mo stopped composing?
If he stopped.
How would she, Lin An'an, find excuses to invite him over?
If he stopped.
Where would she get a reason to hold private celebration dinners for just the two of them?
If he stopped.
Who would support her staff?
Her Mercedes…
Oh, never mind that last part.
Because she didn’t even own a Mercedes.
Her staff could support themselves.
Xu Mo smiled. "Sure. But haven’t I already given you two hits?"
One shouldn’t be too greedy.
One shouldn’t compare too much.
Heavenly Queen Lin understood these principles.
But if she didn’t act fast.
What if Xu Mo went home?
Xu Mo pointed at the battlefield on the table. "Cleanup’s on you."
"Don’t leave yet!" Heavenly Queen Lin suddenly blurted out.
The two were on completely different wavelengths.
Xu Mo processed her words. "Why would I go back now? I was just going to sit in the living room and digest. Unless you don’t—"
"I’d love to!"
Lin An'an’s eyes burned with intensity.
Xu Mo felt the atmosphere grow a little strange.
So he stood and headed for the living room.
"Then I’ll leave this to you."
"'Tis but this humble one’s duty~"
Xu Mo shuddered.
Nearly breaking out in goosebumps.
Lin An'an was doing this on purpose. Absolutely on purpose.
That voice just now—soft, delicate—
It was like something straight out of a historical drama.
Let’s not forget.
Lin An'an was an award-winning actress.
She’d done period pieces before.
If she really wanted to play the ancient noble lady act.
She could destroy a man.
Modern meets historical, huh?
Xu Mo quickened his steps, muttering to himself: "City folks sure know how to play!"
Watching Xu Mo flee.
Heavenly Queen Lin burst into laughter.
But the smile didn’t last long.
Soon, her face fell again.
"How can I make him stay?"
"Lin An'an, if you miss this chance, it’ll be hard to get another!"
"So lost!!! So lost……"
"What… what should I do?"
Her thoughts heavy, Lin An'an noticed her phone lighting up.
Someone had messaged her.
Earlier, during dinner.
And with Xu Mo here.
Lin An'an hadn’t wanted any disturbances.
So she’d set her phone to silent.
Lin An'an picked it up to check.
And her body stiffened.
As if something ( )
*Ahem*—no, nothing happened.
"What the—why is *she* messaging me?"
Heavenly Queen Lin stammered.
Memories of being dominated by a certain someone came flooding back.
Her heart pounded.
Mixed with indescribable emotions.
How to put it?
It’s just… well…
Thrilling?
The sender.
Was none other than—
Zhou Qiaoqiao!!!
Three messages in total.
Lin An'an gulped, her fingers trembling as she unlocked the screen.
Opened WeChat.
The three messages read:
*You there, Lin-mei?*
*My husband’s at your place tonight, right?*
*Mhm, it’s already started, huh? Well, good luck~*
Those three short lines.
Turned Heavenly Queen Lin’s face beet red.
Her cheeks burned.
So... so... Zhou Qiaoqiao knew everything all along.
Turns out I was the clown this whole time?
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!
+ 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!
【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.)
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.
