Ran Xinxin froze for a moment, staring at the girl clinging tightly to Ye Shuang's arm, blinking in slight surprise—in her memory, the girl standing beside Ye Shuang shouldn’t have been this one.
But it had been years. Maybe Brother Ye had changed girlfriends.
"Married? Brother Ye, you’re married?" Ran Xinxin asked curiously.
"Not yet," Ye Shuang replied, unsure why Bai Yuyou was acting like this today. His arm was completely engulfed in the softness of her embrace, making it impossible to pull away.
"We will get married," Bai Yuyou added.
Ye Shuang gave her a surprised glance: "..."
"Oh, I see. Seems like I’m being seen as a rival," Ran Xinxin remarked, noticing Bai Yuyou’s possessive behavior. "Just so you know, I don’t have romantic feelings for Brother Ye. Even if I did, he probably wouldn’t feel the same way."
"Brother Ye is my savior."
Bai Yuyou didn’t respond, continuing to hold onto Ye Shuang’s arm.
Just then, Ye Shuang felt a light kick against his knee as a fair foot nudged him.
"Alright, enough of this topic. If you’ve got time, help massage my feet instead," Alice interjected.
Ye Shuang and the others glanced at Alice, chuckling before dropping the subject.
The place was crowded. Aside from Alice and Ran Xinxin, there were a few male actors in the distance—all unfamiliar faces, likely not well-known celebrities.
Soon, staff brought chairs for Ye Shuang and the group, allowing them to sit and watch the filming from afar.
"What’s the script about?" Ye Shuang asked, curious.
"Something about a murder here, and one of us being the killer," Alice replied, eyeing the script disdainfully. "Do modern writers even try? You can guess the culprit from the start."
"Miss Alice, the scriptwriter is right here," Bobo whispered beside her.
"Oh."
"So, what roles are you playing?" Ye Shuang asked with a smile.
"I’m the eldest daughter of this tea plantation’s owner," Ran Xinxin said, then pointed at Alice. "And Alice is my younger sister."
"You two don’t look like sisters at all," Tang Duoduo blurted out.
Tang Keke nodded in agreement.
Since when did a family have a blonde younger sister?
"Hard to say," Ye Shuang murmured, glancing at Bai Yuyou before recalling Alice, the half-sister from a different mother. He shook his head.
"Miss Alice, Sister Ran, it’s time for your scene," a staff member announced.
"Got it."
Alice stood up, and she and Ran Xinxin walked to the filming area.
"Ooooh, it’s starting! So exciting!" Tang Duoduo vibrated with enthusiasm, everything here being a fresh experience for her.
Alice adjusted her expression as the countdown began. Ran Xinxin adopted a suspicious glare.
"Liliya… It was you, wasn’t it? You killed Father."
"Sister, I don’t know what you’re talking about," Alice trembled, her eyes wide with innocence and sorrow. "How… could even you suspect me?"
"I should’ve realized sooner…" Ran Xinxin clutched her chest, feigning agony. "You… aren’t my real sister!"
"The proof is that our whole family has black hair—except you! Yours is golden!!!"
The two male actors gasped dramatically. "So it’s true! Miss Liliya’s hair is golden!"
Ye Shuang and the group: "..."
Huh?! ↗
"It’s albinism! Albinos naturally have golden hair!" Alice cried, her voice breaking. "And you’re saying I’m not Father’s daughter? Sister, why are you framing me?!"
The male actors pulled out their phones, tapping furiously before gasping. "Wh-what?! It’s true… Albinos do have golden hair."
"Does that mean… Miss Wang lied?!"
But Ran Xinxin smirked confidently. "I knew you’d try to deny it. That’s why I have another piece of evidence."
"What evidence?"
"Our whole family’s surname is Wang. But you—Monchi T. Luffy Calisler Akagi Haruko Alexander Kakashi Elizabeth Liliya—why don’t you share our surname?!"
"Therefore… you aren’t a true member of the Wang family!"
Alice staggered back, feigning shock. "No… How could my flaw be exposed here?!"
Ye Shuang and the group: "..."
Seriously, was the scriptwriter high when they wrote this?
Is this a horror film or a comedy?
"That’s right. I’m the one who killed your father," Alice suddenly declared, hands on her hips as she laughed maniacally. "My true identity is Alice, an alien from Planet Totota in the M87 Nebula! Since you’ve uncovered the truth, no one leaves here alive today!"
"Totota Beam!" Alice brandished a stick, mimicking a spellcasting motion. Ran Xinxin and the actors stumbled back in exaggerated terror.
"Ahhh!"
"Y-you’re an alien?!" Ran Xinxin and the two men clutched their chests, biting into blood capsules. Crimson liquid trickled from their lips.
"Miss Wang, what do we do?!"
"Her power is too strong!"
"Hmph. To think you survived my first attack," Alice sneered, swinging the stick again. "It ends now! Totota Beam!"
One male actor leaped forward, shielding Ran Xinxin before convulsing violently. "Aaaahhh!!!"
"Nooooooo!!!!"
"Ouyang Fugui!!!" Ran Xinxin wailed.
"Cut!"
A voice boomed from the loudspeaker. The director, seated nearby, looked pleased. "Good. That’s a wrap for this scene."
Alice and the others relaxed, cleaning up before returning to the shade.
"So? How was my brilliant acting?" Alice asked smugly as she rejoined Ye Shuang and the girls.
Ye Shuang and the girls exchanged glances.
"Where do we even start with the criticism?"
Tang Duoduo nodded. "My illusions are shattered."
"Never mind the acting, the script gives off major 'Ding Zhen' vibes," Tang Keke muttered, arms crossed.
But Bai Yuyou nodded approvingly. "Alice, very impressive."
"It’s a horror-comedy short film," Ran Xinxin explained. "Apparently, this genre’s trending lately. The director plans to upload it for viral traction."
"Makes sense," Ye Shuang said. Just then, he noticed someone approaching from the director’s side.

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"

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.”

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!