"Cheers!"
The spacious villa buzzed with lively chatter as a grand dining table was laden with an extravagant spread of dishes—most of which Ye Shuang had been preparing since four in the afternoon. It was practically a feast fit for royalty.
Almost all of their friends had arrived, except for Chen Qin, who couldn’t make it due to work commitments.
"Hey, Ye Shuang, bring out the drinks," Chen Hai called out, having brought his wife and kids along for the gathering. Since they were staying overnight, he figured they might as well indulge a little.
The villa was rented—given the sheer number of guests, Ye Shuang had opted for a place specifically designed for parties. The daily rate wasn’t steep, but that was likely due to the property’s less-than-stellar reputation.
This was the Rose Manor Villa District in Haizhu City. Despite being a high-end residential area, occupancy was shockingly low. Rumors of hauntings had left the place nearly abandoned.
Some said the developer had died in a car accident, while others whispered about a string of murders that had taken place here. It was one of the city’s most infamous urban legends. But Ye Shuang didn’t buy into any of it. Why?
Because he’d thrown plenty of high school parties here.
Cheap, spacious, and perfect for large gatherings.
Ye Shuang had always believed that human malice was far scarier than any ghostly apparition—especially after his breakup with Zhao Mengyao.
Besides, the very ghost you fear might be someone else’s dearly missed loved one.
"Take it easy on the drinks. Your wife’s here, after all," Ye Shuang said, emerging from the kitchen with a glass of water for Chen Hai.
"Oh, come on," Chen Hai replied before taking a sip. Then, with a flick of his lighter, the clear liquid in his glass burst into flames.
"Are you freaking kidding me?"
"Drink up, hahaha!"
...
"So immature," Aunt Li remarked, sitting beside Bai Yuyou as she blew on her freshly painted green nails. "Don’t mind those two, sweetheart. Here, have some juice."
"I… want to try alcohol," Bai Yuyou murmured softly, watching Ye Shuang and Chen Hai downing drinks one after another.
"Kids shouldn’t drink."
Bai Yuyou looked slightly disappointed.
"Aunt Li, we’re adults! We can drink!" Tang Keke chimed in with a grin. "Though I’ve never really had much before."
"You’re all such a handful," Aunt Li sighed, resting her cheek in her hand as Bai Yuyou nodded in agreement.
"Fine, I’ll mix you two something sweet."
With that, Aunt Li stood up and deftly combined fruits, alcohol, and soda into a colorful concoction. Moments later, two beautifully crafted drinks were placed in front of Tang Keke and Bai Yuyou.
"These aren’t strong, but don’t overdo it, okay?" Aunt Li warned with a smile.
"Wow—" Bai Yuyou and Tang Keke marveled at the vibrant drinks before taking small, cautious sips.
Tang Keke licked her lips and squinted at Aunt Li.
"Are you sure this is alcohol? Tastes like juice. I remember trying a sip of my dad’s Maotai once—couldn’t even swallow it."
"It’s delicious," Bai Yuyou agreed, sipping slowly. The sweetness was irresistible.
"That’s why it’s called a ‘little sweet drink.’ Take your time," Aunt Li chuckled before glancing around the room.
Ye Shuang and Chen Hai were still going strong with their drinking, while Zhixia and Linlin chatted excitedly about their summer plans—they’d been invited to join the vacation too. And in the far corner…
A short-haired girl was devouring her food with single-minded focus.
Her vibe was unmistakable:
I’m just here to eat. Don’t talk to me. I eat. I eat. I eat.
"Aunt Li, this is great! Can I have more?" Tang Keke asked.
"Don’t push it," Aunt Li cautioned.
Keke waved her off. "Pfft, one more won’t hurt. I can handle—"
...
Ten minutes later, Tang Keke was face-down on the table, eyes shut.
"Pathetic little shrimp… I’ll… I’ll crush you…"
"See? One sip and she’s out," Aunt Li said, unfazed. Then she turned to Bai Yuyou—the girl’s cheeks were flushed, her usually sharp eyes now glazed over with a dreamy haze.
"Looks like our little Yuyou’s tipsy too. Need to lie down?"
"Mm…"
Bai Yuyou wobbled to her feet and, in full view of everyone, plopped straight into Ye Shuang’s lap as he was mid-chug with Chen Hai.
"Huh?" Ye Shuang blinked, the bottle still at his lips as the soft weight of the girl settled against him.
"Yuyou?"
"Mmm." Bai Yuyou clung to him, her face burning even redder. "Sweet drink… good…"
Her voice was honeyed, her expression adorably dazed—a side of her Ye Shuang had never seen before.
"Alright, that’s enough for me," Ye Shuang conceded, shifting to cradle her more comfortably on his lap. Bai Yuyou nuzzled his neck with a quiet whimper.
"Ye Shuang… let’s make babies."
Ye Shuang: "..."
The room fell silent as every pair of eyes locked onto him, demanding an explanation.
"Uh. That’s—that’s not what it sounds like. Keke definitely taught her that," Ye Shuang stammered, turning to Tang Keke.
"Keke!"
Tang Keke lifted her head groggily, still half-asleep. "Huh?"
"Did you put weird ideas in Yuyou’s head again?"
"Not my fault… You’re the one who said you’d have five babies with her… all natural birth," Keke slurred, her drunken brain spouting nonsense without filter.
Ye Shuang felt his soul leave his body.
Where the hell am I supposed to pull quintuplets from?!
"Well, well, Ye Shuang," Chen Hai clapped him on the shoulder. "Didn’t know you were keeping such big news from us."
"Shut up, she’s clearly drunk!"
Luckily, everyone recognized it as drunken rambling, and the teasing died down quickly.
Before long, the night deepened.
Ye Shuang carried Bai Yuyou to her room, where she remained in a hazy slumber—whether from exhaustion or the lingering effects of the alcohol, he wasn’t sure.
"Should I change her clothes?" he wondered aloud, eyeing her uniform. Her pleated skirt had ridden up slightly, revealing the white stockings that stretched over her slender legs, now sprawled carelessly over the edge of the bed.
Her skin, usually pale, had taken on a faint pink hue under the influence of the alcohol.
"Better change her."
He’d seen her naked plenty of times before, but as his fingers brushed the first button of her blouse, Bai Yuyou let out a soft moan. Her eyes fluttered half-open, her flushed face tilting toward him—freezing him in place.
"Ye Shuang… kiss me."
Her arms looped around his neck.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
