The following hours passed with the two of them catching a movie together.
However, considering they might need the car the next day, Ye Shuang had Chen Qin drop him off at the school before driving home alone.
"Alright, drive carefully on your way back," Ye Shuang said after getting out of the car, glancing at Chen Qin in the driver's seat.
"Mhm..." Chen Qin responded, then suddenly waved him over. "Oh, there's something I need to tell you."
"Hm?"
Ye Shuang leaned down slightly—only to feel a warm, damp sensation brush against his cheek.
"Vroom." The engine roared to life, and the pink Porsche vanished into the night in an instant. Faintly, Ye Shuang could almost hear Chen Qin's laughter trailing behind.
Ye Shuang: "..."
He touched his cheek, then stared at the long-gone sports car before sighing.
Turning around, he headed into the school parking lot.
...
The parking lot was dimly lit at night, with only a few pale grayish lights casting faint glows on the asphalt.
Ye Shuang walked leisurely toward his car when he unexpectedly spotted a familiar figure.
"Huh?"
A short-haired girl wearing cat-ear headphones was also making her way toward a tiny electric car—a "Spicy Fish Head."
"An Shiyu... Didn’t she go home already?" Ye Shuang hadn’t expected to run into her this late in the parking lot. Had she not driven home after leaving the infirmary earlier, or had she come back for something?
An Shiyu swayed along leisurely, seemingly unaware of Ye Shuang’s presence, likely due to the headphones.
Watching from a distance, a thought crossed Ye Shuang’s mind—if he followed her, maybe he’d find out where the other An Shiyu was.
With that in mind, he took a slight detour. Once An Shiyu drove off, he quickly got into his own car.
Fortunately, his black Audi blended into the night, its common design making it unlikely to stand out. He didn’t plan to tail too closely—just observe from afar.
Exiting the parking lot, Ye Shuang soon spotted the Spicy Fish Head stopped at a red light.
He deliberately pulled up behind another car, staying close enough to obscure his license plate from any rearview mirror checks.
Most people didn’t pay attention to license plates in their mirrors anyway.
Ye Shuang’s fingers drummed against the steering wheel: "..."
Meanwhile, An Shiyu had removed her headphones. Inside the Spicy Fish Head, she wore the latest Apple VR headset, tapping at the air and occasionally bobbing her head to the upbeat music.
"Please don’t be obsessed with me, bro’s just a legend..."
In her VR world, the road was cluttered with random floating windows.
As the light turned green, she slammed the accelerator, sending the Spicy Fish Head rocketing forward like a bullet.
"Damn it! She’s speeding?!" Ye Shuang blinked in disbelief before swerving around the sluggish Corolla ahead to give chase.
After a while, he noticed An Shiyu heading toward downtown.
"Is she going home or somewhere else?" he wondered—until a car suddenly nosed out from the right intersection.
"Huh?!" He instinctively honked.
The intruding car had already half-entered the lane, and with Ye Shuang’s speed, he had no choice but to swerve left to overtake.
At that exact moment, the front of his car flashed into An Shiyu’s rearview mirror.
"882... Audi... Old man?" An Shiyu paused, then flicked her head and yanked off the VR headset with one hand.
She never doubted her memory—she knew exactly who was in that car.
"Why’s he here? His place is the other way. Did he go for a foot massage or something?" she muttered before a realization struck her.
An Shiyu: "..."
Ye Shuang kept his eyes on the Spicy Fish Head as it veered right, turning on its blinker.
Taking the hint, he merged into the right-turn lane, sticking close to the curb.
But just as he approached the turn, the Spicy Fish Head suddenly jerked—swerving with bizarre speed into the left straight lane!
Meanwhile, Ye Shuang was already committed to the turn, unable to reverse.
Then his phone buzzed—a familiar contact name popped up:
An Shiyu: Weak.
"She noticed me?" Ye Shuang was stunned, then sighed.
She faked the turn signal to trick me.
Guess I failed.
With no other choice, he turned around and headed back to his apartment.
...
Meanwhile, An Shiyu circled the city a few more times before leisurely pulling into a hospital parking lot.
After shutting the car door, she stretched, lifting one leg onto the hood to limber up.
The Spicy Fish Head wobbled slightly under her movements.
"..."
Glancing at the hospital’s directional sign, she took the elevator up.
The doors opened on a restricted floor where glass gates required keycard or biometric access.
She pressed a finger to the scanner. "Beep. Fingerprint verified."
The glass doors clicked open.
An Shiyu strode down the hall to the last room.
Another fingerprint scan later, she pushed the door open—inside lay a girl who looked exactly like her, identical to the one in the surveillance footage. But compared to the An Shiyu standing by the bed, the one lying there was paler, frailer, almost skeletal.
"Hmm... still ticking." An Shiyu eyed the heart monitor, its erratic but persistent blips confirming life.
"You could’ve just agreed. Didn’t have to go this far." She stared at the unconscious figure, then absently touched her own chest—feeling the fierce, steady pulse beneath.
"Oi... you really not waking up? Oi—"
She called out, knowing full well there’d be no response.
"Old man’s getting suspicious. How’d he even tell us apart?" She crossed her arms, pondering.
"Did you two do something weird while hiking?"
"Beep... beep..."
An Shiyu froze, then whipped her head toward the monitor. For some reason, the moment she’d mentioned "old man," the flatline had flickered—just slightly—as if in reply.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
