The club activity ended at 5:40 PM. After cleaning up the clubroom, it was almost time to leave.
"So happy," Tang Keke said, looking at the contact information of Zhi Xia and the others on her phone, delighted at making new friends.
Then she hugged Bai Yuyou's arm and said cheerfully, "Yuyou, I’ll come to the club to hang out with you every day from now on!"
"Mm, okay..." Bai Yuyou seemed happy hearing this, and the stray hair on her head even perked up a little.
At that moment, Ye Shuang patted his pockets as if realizing something.
"I left my room key in the infirmary. I’ll go back and get it," Ye Shuang said. Besides, he usually didn’t walk home with Yuyou and the others after school—he drove to buy groceries while the two girls walked back.
"Brother, I want to come over for dinner tonight," Keke said, no longer as shy as before now that they were closer.
"Sure."
After Ye Shuang left, Tang Keke and Bai Yuyou headed downstairs toward the school gate.
"Yuyou, isn’t our school’s anniversary coming up?" Keke said as they walked down the stairs.
"Mm."
"I heard from other students that on the last day of the anniversary every year, the success rate of confessing your feelings face-to-face is 100%!" Tang Keke began to flex her skills as a self-proclaimed "love strategist." "When the time comes, I’ll teach you what to do so you can win Brother over!"
Bai Yuyou tilted her head, seemingly confused. "After confessing... what can we do?"
"What can you do after confessing?" This question stumped Tang Keke. She hesitated for a moment before saying, "You can kiss and hug!"
Bai Yuyou thought for a bit, then said, "We’ve already kissed."
"Uh..." Tang Keke racked her brain, drawing from years of shoujo manga experience, and finally said, "You can sleep together!"
Bai Yuyou looked even more puzzled. "We already sleep together... every night."
"No!" Tang Keke waved her finger side to side. "This kind of sleeping is different—it’s the kind that can make babies!"
Bai Yuyou replied, "Ye Shuang doesn’t want to..."
"Exactly! That’s why after confessing successfully, you can do the baby-making kind of sleeping! Brother will agree then!" Tang Keke said excitedly, patting Bai Yuyou’s back with a look that said, "Finally, you get it."
Bai Yuyou seemed to half-understand but nodded anyway.
"Leave it to me! Our Plan B will definitely succeed!" Tang Keke brimmed with confidence. Beside her, Bai Yuyou clapped encouragingly, even though she didn’t fully grasp the situation.
Just as the two chatted and reached the school gate—
A middle-aged woman with a fierce expression suddenly rushed over and grabbed Bai Yuyou’s arm.
"Yes, it’s you! I finally caught you!"
"You’re the one who hit my son and called the police, aren’t you?!" the woman shouted angrily, tightening her grip. Next to her stood a girl who looked no older than twenty, also glaring furiously.
Bai Yuyou was momentarily confused—she didn’t recognize these two people. All she felt was the sharp pain where her arm was being grabbed. She tried to pull free, but the woman held on tightly.
"It’s all your fault! Now my son’s in jail, and our family’s only source of income is gone! You have to pay us back—compensate us for our losses!" the woman yelled.
Tang Keke moved to shield Bai Yuyou, but the woman glared at her so fiercely that Keke, who was naturally timid, felt her heart pounding.
Still, for her friend’s sake, she stammered, "Um, Auntie, maybe there’s some misunderstanding here?"
"None of your business!"
"B-but if you don’t explain, we won’t know how to fix things..."
"She threw something at my son and hurt him!" the woman snapped.
Tang Keke froze, then turned to Bai Yuyou. "Yuyou, did something like that really happen?"
Bai Yuyou thought for a moment and remembered the incident with Xu Huan.
"Auntie, your son tried to stab Ye Shuang... that’s why I hit him," Bai Yuyou explained. "Your son is a bad person... he should be in jail..."
At that moment, Tang Keke realized—this woman was the mother of that would-be murderer!
Seriously, how dare she come here demanding compensation?!
Keke cursed inwardly but suddenly recalled a news story: a thief broke into someone’s house, died under unclear circumstances, and the court still ordered the homeowner to compensate the thief’s family.
There was also another case where a stolen e-bike battery spontaneously combusted, killing the thief, and the original owner had to pay compensation.
Tang Keke suddenly felt the world was absurd. Were these two here with the same twisted logic?
"What did you just say?!" The woman flew into a rage upon hearing Bai Yuyou calmly call her son a bad person. "He was tricked by that slut!"
She raised her hand to slap Bai Yuyou.
Tang Keke reacted quickly and blocked it, but the slap landed hard on her arm, leaving a bright red mark.
"Ow!" Keke cried out in pain.
"Keke..." Seeing her friend’s pained expression, Bai Yuyou grew angry. "You... are bad people too."
The woman sneered. "Go ahead, hit me! I’ll drop to the ground the second you do!"
Slap!
Bai Yuyou slapped the woman across the face.
Ye Shuang had taught her—when dealing with bullies, sometimes action speaks louder than words.
She even reached for her pepper spray.
The woman froze, clutching her cheek, then immediately collapsed to the ground, wailing dramatically.
"Outrageous! She hit me! Someone call the police! This little witch ruined my son’s life and now she’s attacking me! I’m dying!"
As the woman made a scene, the girl with her pulled out her phone and started recording, narrating loudly:
"Everyone, look at this! This girl got my brother arrested and now she’s hitting my mom!"
"What’s wrong with the world? Where’s the justice?!"
The commotion drew a crowd of students at the school gate, eager to see what was happening.
No one knew the full story, but it seemed like the woman had been struck.
"What’s going on?"
"Dunno, looks like a student hit someone?"
"That woman seems like a troublemaker. I doubt it’s that simple."
"Who knows."
Meanwhile, Tang Keke sent a message to Ye Shuang.
Near the school gate, a white sports car pulled out from the parking lot.

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.”

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.”

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

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…