After breakfast, Bai Yuyou and Tang Keke headed off to school.
Since Ye Shuang hadn’t taken a shower the night before, he took the rare opportunity to soak in the tub in the morning. As he enjoyed the warmth of the water enveloping his body, he idly scrolled through the latest news on his phone.
“Hmm?” A familiar corporate name caught his attention. Ye Shuang took a closer look and realized it was Chen Qin’s company.
The company seemed to be embroiled in a controversy due to an HR representative’s attitude problem. Someone had secretly recorded the incident and uploaded it to short-video platforms, where it quickly went viral. This led to an influx of netizens flooding the company’s official accounts with insults. By the time the stock market closed the previous day, shares had dropped by 3%, wiping out over a dozen “small targets” (a colloquial term for hundreds of millions) from the company’s market value.
“A PR crisis?” Ye Shuang thought for a moment before dialing Chen Qin’s number.
“Morning, Ah Ye,” Chen Qin’s voice on the other end was lively and cheerful, tinged with amusement. “Miss me after just one day apart?”
“I was thinking about your company,” Ye Shuang replied. “Heard your group ran into some trouble? Something about an HR issue.”
“Huh?” Chen Qin responded. “Oh, you mean that HR thing?”
“Yeah.”
“That was ages ago. No idea where you dug that up from. Nowadays, these so-called ‘WeMedia’ types have nothing better to do than dredge up old news for clicks. Bloody nuisance.”
Hearing that it was just an old incident, Ye Shuang said, “Ah, got it. Never mind then. I’ll hang up.”
“Hey—!”
On the other end, in her office, Chen Qin stared at her phone as the call ended abruptly. Pouting, she jabbed her finger at Ye Shuang’s profile picture on the screen.
But then it occurred to her—Ye Shuang had called first thing in the morning to check on her company. That meant he cared about her, didn’t it?
With that thought, her mood instantly brightened.
One of Chen Qin’s greatest strengths was her ability to cheer herself up.
……
Meanwhile, Ye Shuang stepped out of the shower, drying his hair with a towel before plopping onto the sofa. He brewed himself a cup of coffee, took a short break, then settled in front of his computer to start the day’s work.
“Where did all my readers go?” He checked the backend data and noticed that his novel, which had been ranked first on the Urban Slice-of-Life New Releases chart, had now dropped to twelfth place—under the Urban Fantasy New Releases category.
Huh?
Ye Shuang messaged his editor and learned that his book had been reclassified from Slice-of-Life to Fantasy.
“I was doing just fine at the top of my original category. Why move me?” He glanced at his novel’s genre label and couldn’t help but grumble. “Or is my plot so outlandish that even the moderators think it’s fantasy instead of everyday life?”
“But this is my everyday life…” Ye Shuang sighed and resigned himself to finishing the day’s update.
The drop in rankings sapped his motivation to write. If only some readers would recommend his book or spread the word on short-video platforms.
But that seemed unlikely. He was just a no-name newbie author, after all, with no die-hard fans willing to go out of their way for him.
Ye Shuang scratched his head. Whatever.
Que sera, sera.
After updating his novel, he drove to the school.
As usual, he donned his white coat and sat in his chair, waiting for the usual troublemakers to show up. But the morning was unusually quiet—so much so that after an hour or two, Ye Shuang began to wonder if it was actually the weekend.
“She’s not here either.” He glanced at the bed behind him, where a certain ninja-like figure was conspicuously absent.
Not that he minded the peace. He sipped his tea and passed the time studying.
“You’re quite diligent,” a voice suddenly remarked from behind him.
Startled, Ye Shuang turned his head and found himself face-to-face with an elderly yet energetic man. He jolted. “Damn it, why do you never make any noise?!”
“You were just too focused,” Anshi Yilang said flatly.
Regaining his composure, Ye Shuang looked at the old man standing beside him and said, “Could you knock next time?”
“Hmph. Since when do I need to knock anywhere in this academy?” Anshi Yilang retorted with an air of self-importance.
Without missing a beat, Ye Shuang deadpanned, “The women’s changing room. Go ahead.”
Anshi Yilang stiffened but doubled down. “Same rules apply!”
Ye Shuang held up his phone, thumb raised. “Got it. Recording saved.”
“You little brat!”
Anshi Yilang couldn’t help but notice how much Ye Shuang’s infuriating tone resembled his granddaughter’s. Suppressing his temper, he glanced around and asked, “Where’s my Xiao Yu?”
“No idea.”
“She’s not here with you?”
“Why would she be?” Ye Shuang countered.
“Ever since this infirmary opened, she’s been here every single day. Don’t think I haven’t noticed!” Anshi Yilang huffed.
Ye Shuang thought about it. It was true—An Shiyu showed up at least two out of three days. But given her personality, her absence today wasn’t exactly surprising.
“Why not just text her?” Ye Shuang suggested.
“She blocked me.”
“Wow. What a stellar grandfather you are…”
“Nonsense! She’s just going through a rebellious phase!” Anshi Yilang insisted. “You have no idea how sweet and clingy she was as a kid. Always following me around, calling me ‘Grandpa’ in that adorable voice.”
Ye Shuang’s lips twitched. He had a hard time picturing the sharp-tongued An Shiyu as the sweet little girl the old man described.
“Following you around calling you ‘old fossil’ sounds more like it,” he muttered under his breath.
Suddenly, Ye Shuang’s expression turned serious. “Old man, you know I’m decent at medicine, right?”
Anshi Yilang gave him a measured look and nodded.
“I think An Shiyu might have a heart condition. You should take her to the hospital for a thorough check-up.” Recalling the congenital heart disease he’d noticed before, Ye Shuang felt compelled to warn him.
To his surprise, Anshi Yilang didn’t react with shock. Instead, his brow furrowed deeply, and he fixed Ye Shuang with an intense stare.
“Old man—”
“She’s not sick!” Anshi Yilang suddenly snapped, his tone uncharacteristically stern. “You don’t need to worry about that!”
Ye Shuang was taken aback. The old man’s reaction puzzled him. Did Anshi Yilang already know? Then why insist she was fine?
Since when was a heart condition something you could just deny?
“I really think—”
“Enough.” Anshi Yilang cut him off with a wave. “Since Xiao Yu isn’t here, I’ll be going.”
Without another word, he turned and strode out, leaving Ye Shuang utterly bewildered.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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.
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!
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
