"I am grateful to heaven and earth."
"I am thankful to my parents."
"I am a sinner."
"I led Yuyou astray."
"I let my brother down."
……
"Keke, what are you mumbling about over there?" Ye Shuang looked at Tang Keke kneeling on the sofa and shouting, feeling a bit helpless.
Do you like the movie lines so much that I should get a whip to hit you instead?
"I am reflecting on my mistakes," Keke said.
"So, what exactly did you do wrong?"
Keke was stumped by the question. After hesitating for a moment, she finally nodded seriously, "The mistake is that I made a mistake."
That's a very... circular statement.
"Come over for breakfast first."
"Coming!" Keke, who was already hungry, bounced up from the sofa and scurried over to the dining table. Today, Ye Shuang hadn't prepared an elaborate breakfast either, basically just cooking some congee with lean pork and preserved egg and frying some crispy chips.
"Chopped scallions, fried crisps, diced radish, pickled mustard tuber," Ye Shuang listed. "We're just having congee today."
Then he thought for a moment, "Oh, there's also some cold spicy shredded beef, but it's a bit spicy. It's better to have something lighter in the morning."
"Brother, I want more preserved egg in mine, preserved egg is delicious."
"Alright."
Tang Keke took the bowl handed to her by Ye Shuang and sniffed it, "Ooh, looks tasty."
Ye Shuang smiled slightly, "I cooked the congee in a clay pot, so the flavor should be good."
Watching Tang Keke blow gently on a spoonful of the meat congee, Ye Shuang then said, "Keke."
"Hmm?"
"I hope you two can focus your energy on other things, not all day long on 'must succeed, must succeed'." Ye Shuang rarely spoke to Tang Keke in a tone of an elder.
"To put it bluntly, Yuyou's worldview isn't fully formed yet. You can't always fill her head with strange knowledge."
Last night, Bai Yuyou didn't wear any clothes, just stuck her butt out taking a selfie. No matter how you look at it, that's not good.
This isn't some adult content.
"Oh, oh, oh." Tang Keke felt a bit guilty, but if she didn't help, it would be hard for Yuyou to make further progress—if brother gets taken by Sister Chen Qin later, wouldn't Yuyou only be able to remain a sister forever?
If they fail, at the wedding banquet, she might end up at the same table as that fat cat, Yi Wan.
No, no, no.
It seems Plan B is needed.
Tang Keke felt this task was a long and arduous one. To prop up the hopeless Bai Yuyou, she might need to compose a "Memorial on Sending Out the Troops - by Tang Keke".
"Thump." Seeing Tang Keke's expression, Ye Shuang reached out and gave her a knock on the head.
"Ouch."
After a while, Bai Yuyou also got up. Perhaps after a night's rest, the girl was in a better mood.
However, she still asked Ye Shuang, "Ye Shuang... sanitary pad, can't find."
"Oh, I tidied them into that small drawer for you. Did it come?"
"Mm, discovered this morning." Bai Yuyou said softly.
Ye Shuang couldn't help but sigh inwardly. So her special days had arrived, no wonder the girl was so emotionally volatile last night.
"Have some congee, it'll warm you up nicely." Ye Shuang pointed at the preserved egg and lean pork congee.
After sitting down, Bai Yuyou's face seemed a bit paler, making her look like a fragile porcelain doll. The girl took small sips of her congee but noticed Tang Keke beside her seemed deep in thought.
"What's wrong, Keke?"
"Nothing, I'm pondering the meaning of life." Tang Keke's gaze was profound, looking up at the stars at a 45-degree angle, though there was a bit of chopped scallion stuck at the corner of her mouth.
"For lunch, I'm taking Yuyou to Chen Qin's house. Keke, do you want to come?" Ye Shuang asked.
Keke shook her head, "I won't go. I have a lot of packages to receive at home today."
She had bought a whole bunch of merchandise that she hadn't even finished unboxing. Looks like she needed to figure out how to squeeze another display cabinet into her room.
Ye Shuang nodded and didn't ask further.
Just then, the phone on the table vibrated.
He glanced at it and saw it was a message from the user "Rabbit" he added last night.
Rabbit: Hubby, are you up? Want to play games together tonight?
Ye Shuang: Just call me Xiao Ye. Probably not tonight, I have some things to do... Do you have work tomorrow?
Rabbit: Yeah, tired to death every day. How about you?
Ye Shuang: Pretty much the same, so I probably won't have much time recently either.
Rabbit: What do you do for work? A bit curious.
Ye Shuang: Just a worker, doing odd jobs for the boss.
Rabbit: I see, we're similar then, but I work at my dad's shop.
Ye Shuang: [Sticker.jpg]
Then the other side went quiet. Seeing no reply, Ye Shuang put down his phone and continued drinking his congee.
"Brother, was that a message from Sister Chen Qin?"
"No, a friend." Ye Shuang shook his head, then added after a thought, "A friend I've never met in person."
People always cherish old connections.
Tang Keke was puzzled.
Can someone you've never met be considered a friend?
Just then, the phone vibrated again. Ye Shuang looked and saw it was another message from Rabbit.
Rabbit: What's your boss like?
Ye Shuang: Pretty good, very diligent and thorough in her work.
Rabbit: And?
Ye Shuang was taken aback. And?
What does she mean, does she want me to describe my boss's characteristics?
Ye Shuang: She's also pretty, wealthy, and seems to have a good personality.
Rabbit: Anything else?
Ye Shuang: "..."
Huh?
Just as Ye Shuang was wondering what the other person was trying to get at, Rabbit suddenly sent a message asking what you dislike about your boss.
Seeing this, Ye Shuang understood. Oh, so she wants to hear the bad things about the boss. It seems this woman called Rabbit has a lot of grievances working for her parents at their shop.
No wonder she kept asking like that.
Ye Shuang thought for a moment and then replied with a few lines.
Ye Shuang: My boss and I are acquaintances. She's a bit stubborn and doesn't take good care of herself.
Ye Shuang: Actually, there aren't really any bad points. At least I can't find any faults. She's qualified as a boss.
Rabbit: Hahaha, seems you think quite highly of her. Got a photo? Curious.
Photo...
Out of respect for privacy, Ye Shuang naturally wouldn't send a photo. But he subconsciously checked his gallery and found photos of Chen Qin inside—one in black stockings, one highlighting her figure.
Ye Shuang: "..."
These were things only suitable for personal collection.
Ye Shuang: Alright, I need to get busy now.
Rabbit: OK.
Ye Shuang put down his phone, ending the conversation.
After breakfast, Ye Shuang also picked out an outfit for Bai Yuyou to wear to see Uncle Chen. Since the temperature wasn't high, it was better to consider long sleeves.
In the room, Bai Yuyou was like a cute dress-up doll, willing to put on anything Ye Shuang handed her.
"Looks like we need to replenish some clothes for the changing season." Ye Shuang realized most of the clothes he bought for Yuyou were summer styles.
All sorts of little dresses.
Ye Shuang would never admit this was his personal preference. It was purely because Bai Yuyou just looked good in all kinds of dresses.

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?"

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.”

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."

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"