"Konnichiwa, I'm An Siyi." An Shiyu's opening line completely threw Chen Hai off.
"What 'ko' what 'chi'?"
"Sister An, why are you wearing this?" Chen Hai looked at An Shiyu and finally recognized her. Wasn't she one of the girls in that group with Bai Yuyou? The one who always acts all aloof.
It was just this maid outfit that had almost made Chen Hai fail to recognize her.
"She's here to hang out for a while, currently acting as my assistant." Ye Shuang casually mentioned An Shiyu's situation, then intended to have a private chat with Chen Hai.
"Koukou, go make some tea for me."
"Oh, okay."
...
In Ye Shuang's office now, both assistants were absent, leaving only him and Chen Hai sitting on the sofa drinking tea.
"That day at your place wasn't really convenient either. So, tell me, what exactly are you thinking? Don't you want your wife and child anymore?" Ye Shuang said, "Back then, it was you who said you were afraid Qiaoqiao would find out about this. And now?"
Chen Hai remained silent.
"Damn it, can't I even talk to you about it?" Ye Shuang gave Chen Hai a light kick.
"I know this isn't right," Chen Hai sighed. "But this isn't the lifestyle I want..."
"To be honest, I really don't like my married life at all. You know how it is, my wife has a terrible temper... sometimes her yelling and screaming really gets on my nerves."
"But I never argue with her. I always give in to her, to the point where everyone thinks I'm henpecked."
Ye Shuang asked, "Aren't you, though?"
Chen Hai glared, "Bullshit!"
"Being 'henpecked' is essentially about loving your wife, but a lot of the time I feel really wronged, you know? No one understands me." Chen Hai lowered his head. "When I talk to my parents about this, they always say a man should just give in more."
"But after a long time, that feeling is really hard to bear. No matter what it is, you can only keep it bottled up inside." Chen Hai sighed again.
"Are men just supposed to take it? I don't understand."
"But Zhou Min isn't like that. She's really considerate. She thinks about me in every way."
Chen Hai rubbed his hands together. "Even though I know she might not be completely sincere, I really love feeling like this."
"Going out to eat, I can choose places I actually like. I won't get yelled at or hit over a minor mistake... She always protects my dignity. Even watching a movie, she thoughtfully asks if I'm getting bored."
"You have to understand, before, when my wife watched a movie, if she didn't enjoy it, she could give me the cold shoulder all night."
Chen Hai went on and on. Perhaps it was because of the contrast—one a tyrannical dragon, the other a gentle, caring woman—that he poured out all the dissatisfaction he'd held in his heart for so many years.
Ye Shuang listened, somewhat stunned. He never would have imagined Chen Hai was so unhappy, especially since he used to always brag about his daughter.
"Even if it's a lie, a life like this feels like a dream to me." Chen Hai's voice, for some reason, began to choke up. "I may not be very capable, but I'm not that bad, am I? I'm a second-generation rich kid, after all, and I don't fool around with women... Am I really that worthless?"
"It's not like I do it on purpose. My wife is still giving me the silent treatment, and she won't even let me see Qiaoqiao."
"Zhou Min, at the very least... fulfills a lot of my fantasies."
Ye Shuang: "..."
"What if that's not Zhou Min's true face?" Ye Shuang asked. "And is your wife really that bad?"
Chen Hai didn't speak. Clearly, he was avoiding the question. Often, a comforting illusion was enough to let him drown in it.
"Getting into the group... that was Zhou Min's idea, wasn't it?" Seeing Chen Hai's emotions were a bit out of control, Ye Shuang reached out and patted his back.
"Aren't you really afraid she has ulterior motives?"
"Even... that she could harm the entire group."
"She won't. What can a little woman like her do? I understand your concerns... but I know what I'm doing." Chen Hai said. "Such a big group, can it really be ruined by her?"
"Fine, as long as you know what you're doing." Ye Shuang didn't feel he could say much more. As long as Chen Hai was aware that Zhou Min's motives weren't pure, that was something.
He was just afraid his buddy was being used as a pawn by that woman.
With emotions running high right now, Ye Shuang could only try to keep an eye on things as much as possible.
"But you should shave that beard. You look all scruffy." Ye Shuang looked at Chen Hai's stubble and couldn't help but say, "At the very least, you should tidy yourself up."
"Zhou Min says I look good like this too." Chen Hai said. "My wife just nags me to shave, always finding fault with me."
"That's not necessarily finding fault. Going to work clean-shaven maintains your own image, doesn't it?" Ye Shuang smiled slightly.
"Has your wife really never thought about you?"
"Maybe she's just loving you in her own way... Have a good talk. As long as you can communicate, nothing is unsolvable... Running away doesn't solve any problems." Ye Shuang spoke slowly, noticing that Chen Hai seemed lost in thought.
"Alright, I won't say any more." After patting Chen Hai's shoulder, Ye Shuang began to arrange some work for him.
Although such minor tasks didn't require his attention, this was his brother after all, so he had to do it properly.
"Hmm..." Ye Shuang thought for a moment, then decided to go ask if there were any suitable positions for Chen Hai.
Having skills that don't match the position is no good, but Chen Hai wasn't completely useless. At the very least, he was a proper graduate from a top-tier university and had spent two years studying abroad to gild his resume.
If you really compared the few of them, Ye Shuang was actually the one with the lowest academic qualifications, just a regular undergraduate degree.
Ye Shuang said, "I'm going out for a bit."
"Okay."
After seeing Ye Shuang leave the office, Chen Hai also sat staring blankly at his phone.
When emotions cloud your vision, you can no longer see love itself.
Chen Hai was the same. After hearing Ye Shuang's advice, he did realize his wife wasn't that bad. Although she liked to hit and scold him, there were many times she showed concern for him too. For example, when he had a fever, his wife would get up several times in the middle of the night to check his temperature.
And also...
He couldn't think of anything else for the moment.
"..."
Chen Hai took out his phone and then called Zhou Min.
"The number you have dialed is busy."
...
...
Elsewhere, the Chen Family Estate.
On the vast expanse of green lawn, Zhou Min, now heavily pregnant, sat on a chair enjoying the surrounding scenery, a phone held to her ear.
"Yes, Master. Chen Hai has already entered the group..."
A woman's voice came from the other end of the line. "How is Chen Hai treating you?"
"He treats me very well and trusts me completely."
"That's good. As long as you give birth to the child, staying with the Chen family won't be a problem at all." The woman on the phone said. "Stay there and behave."
"That goes without saying, Master." A smile curled on Zhou Min's lips.

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?"

tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...

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.”

] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.