"Alright, both of your orders are served." The maid smiled as she brought over the omelet rice and two glasses of lemon tea sparkling water.
Ye Shuang, feeling thirsty, took a sip from his glass and immediately paused. "Huh? Sprite?"
"No, sir, this is the Adorable Lemon Tea Sparkling Water~" the maid beside him said cheerfully.
"But..."
"Sir, this is lemon sparkling water—A·dor·a·ble Lem·on Spark·ling Wa·ter~"
Ye Shuang: "Uh..."
Just then, another voice called out, "Zhen Zhen, Table 2 wants a glass of Sprite."
"Coming~" The maid quickly left.
Ye Shuang: "..."
What a scam. Charging me 9 bucks for a glass of Sprite.
"So why did we come here to eat?" Since he’d already had lunch, Ye Shuang wasn’t particularly hungry. Noticing Chen Qin propping her chin in her hands and grinning at him, he finally asked.
"Didn’t you say you wanted to come?"
"When did I ever say that? I’m not really into this kind of thing." Ye Shuang chuckled.
"You did. Absolutely did." Chen Qin’s smile widened, a hint of mischief in her eyes. "How about a bet? If you really said it, you have to agree to one condition of mine."
Seeing how confident she looked, Ye Shuang briefly wondered if he had actually said it. But no matter how hard he racked his brain, he couldn’t recall ever suggesting they visit a maid café.
"What if I win?" he asked.
"Then I’ll agree to one of your conditions." Chen Qin grinned.
"Same difference. Fine, prove it—with solid evidence." Ye Shuang leaned back in his chair, perfectly calm, because he was certain he’d never said such a thing.
"Oh, I’ve got proof." Chen Qin tapped on her phone and handed it to him.
"Here."
Ye Shuang took it, skimmed the screen, and couldn’t help but laugh. "This isn’t even my chat history. Chen Qin, did you mix me up with someone else?"
The chat log she showed wasn’t his—how was this supposed to prove anything?
"Look closer?" Chen Qin picked up her drink, smirking.
Ye Shuang: "..."
He examined the screenshot again and realized it looked ancient—an old-style QQ chat window, complete with QQ Show avatars.
Reading further—
Group Chat: The Ultimate Family
Ultimate々Ye Shao: Just saw a maid handing out flyers near our elementary school.
Ultimate々Chen Shao: Damn, I saw her too. From a maid café. Insanely stacked.
Ultimate々Ye Shao: You dare go check it out?
Ultimate々Chen Shao: Hell yeah! Got birthday money yesterday. Let’s drag Fugui along.
Princess Qin: If you two dare go, I’m telling Dad.
Ultimate々Ye Shao: Just kidding…
Ultimate々Chen Shao: Always snitching. Let’s kick Chen Qin out.
Ultimate々Ye Shao: She’s the group admin…
Ultimate々Chen Shao: Stupid admin eat crap.ipg
Ultimate々Ye Shao: We’ll go another time. I, Ye Shao of the Ultimate Family, swear it.
……
……
Ye Shuang: "..."
He checked the timestamp—over a decade ago, back when he was in elementary school.
Ye Shuang interlaced his fingers and rested them against his face, deep in thought.
His toes curled.
He could’ve dug a three-bedroom apartment out of sheer embarrassment.
The atmosphere turned deathly silent.
"Remember now, Ultimate Ye Shao?" Chen Qin asked, her eyes curved into crescents.
Ye Shuang’s hands trembled slightly as he took a sip of Sprite, feigning composure. "Why do you even have this?"
"I save chat logs. Oh, and those posts you made on QQ Zone—" Chen Qin scrolled through her phone and began reading aloud:
"I long for night, for it brings solitude. I love solitude, for I am the Blood Monarch, Ye Shao."
"It’s snowing… Is she doing okay?"
"STOP!!!!!!!!!! I admit defeat! Please, spare me!" Ye Shuang lunged to cover her phone. "I deleted all that stuff in middle school! How do you still have it?!"
Having his childhood cringe exposed made him want to vanish on the spot.
"Mhm~ So, did you say it or not?" Chen Qin traced her pink manicured nail over the back of his hand, still pressing down on her phone.
"Using something I said in elementary school feels like cheating."
"No time limit was set, was there?" She continued reading, "I love blood, for blood is red—"
"OKAY, ENOUGH. I surrender." Ye Shuang held up a hand in defeat.
Chen Qin burst into laughter at his misery. "Giving up? By the way, when has it ever snowed here?"
"Fine. What do you want me to do?" Ye Shuang was thoroughly defeated—this woman had been holding onto a trump card.
"Haven’t decided yet. I’ll cash in later."
Ye Shuang’s lips twitched, but he asked anyway, "Can you at least delete those?"
"Nope. I’ve kept them safe for years." Chen Qin refused outright. Every bit of Ye Shuang’s history was precious to her, and these embarrassing relics were just a tiny fraction of her collection. To avoid losing them, she’d made three backups—phone, USB, and cloud storage.
Over the years, the files had grown to dozens of gigabytes.
Suddenly, Chen Qin felt her hand being held, warmth spreading through her fingers as her face flushed. "Huh?"
"Qin Bao, I know you’d never make things hard for me, right?" Ye Shuang’s voice turned velvety, his gaze deep as if they’d stepped into a manga panel—monochrome with flowers blooming around him in Chen Qin’s dazzled eyes.
"I-I wouldn’t!" Chen Qin’s head spun.
"Then, for me… delete them? Those forgotten memories, those sealed-away shadows of the past." His starry eyes and husky tone made her heart race.
"Deleting… m-might be okay," she stammered, avoiding his gaze.
"Give me your phone and cloud access." He reached out, voice dripping with persuasion.
"Alright…" She extended her hand but jerked back at the last second like she’d been shocked.
Clutching her phone, she shook her head violently. "Nope nope nope! You’re trying to trick me!"
"Qin—"
"No way!"
ial death, also known as "shè sǐ" in Chinese, generally refers to... well, never mind, it's not important. My name is Ye Cheng, and I'm about to experience social death firsthand. ... 【Host, your mission is to confess your love to the young lady of the Dongfang family, the current student council president, in a way that will be unforgettable for everyone at the freshman ceremony!】 【Host, assist the girl with a sprained ankle in front of you to reach the infirmary, and fulfill the wicked thoughts in your heart!】 【Host, act on your desires and punish the arrogant young lady before you mercilessly!】 【Host, follow your instincts—abandon shameful surrender, begging, or groveling, and ruthlessly criticize the domineering, ill-mannered young lady in front of you!】 【Host...】 Ye Cheng: "Here, here, you take this host role—I quit!" Wait, why is the girl with a sprained ankle the daughter of a mafia boss? And what kind of punishment method is this for the arrogant young lady? Also, who the heck said anything about wicked thoughts in my heart? Come out here, let’s settle this one-on-one!!! ... The haughty student council president, the scheming mafia princess, the fragile yandere young lady, the airheaded maid-in-waiting, the mixed-blood loli/...
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
