"Go to sleep." Ye Shuang looked at the girl stretching out her arms and gently pinched her soft cheek—he continued unbuttoning her clothes to change her into clean pajamas when Bai Yuyou suddenly pulled him, causing him to lose his balance and fall onto her chest.
"Baby needs to drink to grow up..." Bai Yuyou hugged Ye Shuang's head, her voice drowsy and muddled.
"W-Wait?!" The scent and warmth at his nose seemed to corrode his rationality. Breaking free with effort, he saw the girl gazing at him with innocent, beautiful eyes. "No drink?"
As if guided by some inexplicable impulse, Ye Shuang instinctively grabbed one of the soft mounds. Bai Yuyou's eyes immediately narrowed cutely, her voice tender, "So weird..."
Her voice snapped him back to his senses. Ye Shuang let go and slapped himself hard across the face!
Slap!
A burning pain spread across his cheek, accompanied by a faint ringing in his ears—Ye Shuang lowered his gaze to his palm and let out a soft groan.
"Maybe I shouldn’t change her clothes after all." He rubbed his temples, realizing that the alcohol had eroded his usual composure.
After tucking the girl in properly, Ye Shuang got up and left the room.
Returning to his own room, he took a cold shower and sat on the edge of the bed, drying his hair. By now, he was fully awake and acutely aware of how inappropriate his earlier actions had been.
"I almost became a total scumbag," Ye Shuang thought to himself. He wasn’t sure how long he could keep living with Bai Yuyou like this before crossing that line.
After all, he was a normal man with normal urges.
"Whatever, I should just sleep."
The night passed without incident.
Ye Shuang slept lightly and woke at dawn, practically sleepless.
Pushing open the door, he headed downstairs. Since it was still early, no one else was awake—figuring he might as well go out to buy breakfast.
But to his surprise, there wasn’t a single breakfast stall open.
"There used to be food carts here. Where’d they all go?" Ye Shuang scratched his chin, staring at the empty streets. If that was the case, he might as well wait for everyone to wake up and go for morning tea together.
"Haah..." Leaning against a crooked tree, Ye Shuang suddenly felt exhaustion wash over him.
Might as well go back.
Just as he lay back down for a nap, the door creaked open.
He turned his head and saw half a face peeking in.
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"Yuyou?"
At his voice, the girl shuffled in, hugging a pillow, her signature cowlick sticking straight up.
"Ye Shuang... you disappeared last night," Bai Yuyou said.
"Well, we’re not at home."
"I want to sleep together," she murmured, clutching the pillow.
"Fine, come here."
Ye Shuang tried hard not to dwell on what had happened earlier, but the moment the girl lay down beside him and closed her eyes, his mind replayed the events of the previous night.
"Ye Shuang..." Bai Yuyou suddenly spoke up, as if noticing something.
"Your face... it’s hurt."
"Ah..." Ye Shuang replied casually, "Just tripped."
"Does it hurt?"
"Nah." He patted her head, her soft voice somehow calming him.
"Ye Shuang, your other wound is swollen too."
"Don’t worry about it. Let’s sleep a bit more, then go for morning tea," he said quickly.
"Mm."
Ye Shuang was genuinely exhausted. Despite his earlier wandering thoughts, the floral scent clinging to the girl soothed him, wrapping him in an inexplicable sense of security that soon lulled him into deep sleep.
Soon, his breathing steadied into a slow rhythm.
He was truly worn out—nothing like a second round of sleep to knock someone out completely.
Unlike Ye Shuang, Bai Yuyou remained wide awake. She alternated between studying the red handprint on his cheek and the swollen mark.
If I touch it, maybe it won’t hurt anymore.
She reached out, gently tracing the reddened skin with her finger.
His slightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed.
Bai Yuyou blinked, then touched the swollen spot. Ye Shuang’s frown deepened at first, but after a moment, it smoothed out again, as if healed by her touch.
"It works..."
She murmured, then tilted her head slightly, examining her slender fingers in confusion.
......
Ye Shuang had a strange dream and rushed to the bathroom the moment he woke up. But after a while, he walked out with a peculiar expression.
Bai Yuyou was already up and nowhere in sight. Standing by the bed, Ye Shuang lingered for a moment before dismissing it as just his imagination.
His second sleep lasted a full three hours. By the time he got up, everyone else was already awake.
"What’s up? Can’t handle a little alcohol? Lightweight," Chen Hai teased when Ye Shuang finally came downstairs.
"I just slept in, okay?"
Strangely, Ye Shuang felt unusually relaxed, as if the events of last night no longer weighed on him. Stretching slightly, he asked,
"Let’s go for morning tea."
"Sure, let’s go."
No one objected—especially An Shiyu, who might as well have worn a sign saying, "I’m just here to eat, don’t bother me."
Ding-dong. The doorbell suddenly rang.
"Who’s here?"
"No idea. Did someone order delivery?"
Amid the chatter, Ye Shuang walked over. "I’ll check. Maybe someone ordered food."
But when he opened the door, he was met with a woman he didn’t exactly want to see.
Dressed in maternity clothes, her belly slightly rounded.
"Zhou Min..." Ye Shuang’s expression darkened instantly.
This was bad—Chen Hai’s wife and child were right here!
With a clang, he quickly shut the door and glared at the woman. "What are you doing here?!"
Seeing the door close, Zhou Min stammered, "Is Ah Hai here? I just wanted to see him..."
Ye Shuang took a deep breath.
"So, what exactly do you want? And why now of all times?"
"W-What do you mean ‘why now’? Ah Hai’s been avoiding me... I just found out he was here and wanted to talk to him." Zhou Min grew flustered.
"If there’s a problem, I’ll leave right away. I just wanted to see Ah Hai."
Ye Shuang’s frown deepened.
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."
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.
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!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
