A warm, heavy weight rested in his arms, soft as a pillow. Ye Shuang opened his eyes. Aside from the sunlight streaming through the window, he saw Bai Yuyou's beautiful sleeping face, her snow-white skin tinged with a faint rosy hue.
Nestled in Ye Shuang's embrace, Bai Yuyou breathed evenly.
[Sleeping while holding a young girl]
[Your stamina has slightly increased]
[Your strength has slightly increased]
[Your XY has slightly increased]
Three window panels suddenly floated before his eyes. Ye Shuang stared at them for a few seconds before slowly asking in confusion, So what exactly does this stamina mean?
[Stamina represents the durability for Oh yeah]
[When XY is too high, your gun suppression technique will fail]
Ye Shuang: ...
How rare, this broken window actually answered his question. It was just that these attributes weren't very useful; he could only put them into practice on Baby Qin.
As for strength, maybe it had some use.
In his arms, Bai Yuyou continued to sleep soundly like a little cat. Ye Shuang moved his fingers, and the spot he touched was full of bouncy elasticity—only then did he realize his hand was resting on her bottom.
Bai Yuyou was wearing only a thin nightgown. Her prone posture allowed Ye Shuang to see straight down to the depths of the abyss at a single glance.
Ye Shuang pulled his hand away and then gently stroked Bai Yuyou's hair, which felt as smooth as silk.
Perhaps because of his movements, Bai Yuyou let out a groggy sound. Her small hands groped around for a moment before tightly hugging Ye Shuang's neck.
The sudden face wash in her cleavage made Ye Shuang struggle a bit, but as a result, Bai Yuyou hugged him even tighter.
Wait...
Watermelon, don't go...
I'm not a watermelon!
...
Gurgle, gurgle— In the early morning, Ye Shuang was boiling water.
He was still thinking about Bai Yuyou, quietly watching the bubbles rising in the kettle, until the phone beside him rang, finally bringing him back to his senses.
It was a call from Chen Qin.
Hello.
Did you miss me? Chen Qin's voice was full of energy. He could easily imagine her adorable, smiling expression.
Hard to say.
Hmph.
Of course I missed you. Ye Shuang chuckled, then glanced at the clock on the wall. It should be dark over there by now, right?
Yeah, I just had dinner. Chen Qin continued, Ah Ye, regarding the matter you asked me to investigate, I've got a few clues now.
Ye Shuang raised an eyebrow in slight surprise. Oh?
The matter under investigation was very likely related to whether Bobo had kidnapped Bai Yuyou.
Right, I contacted the former nanny of the Zhou family, and from her, I learned some things about Bobo's past— Chen Qin paused. I'll send the files to you in a bit.
Great, you've been a huge help.
When I get back to the country, remember to give me a kiss.
Mm.
After hanging up, Ye Shuang quickly returned to the room, turned on his computer, and began receiving the files sent to his email. Bai Yuyou was still fast asleep, unaware of what was going on. She just hugged her pillow and rubbed against it, thinking it was Ye Shuang.
Click, click, click. Tapping the mouse lightly, Ye Shuang first glanced at Bai Yuyou, then transferred the files to his phone.
Turning off the computer, Ye Shuang returned to the sofa on the first floor and began reading the materials Chen Qin had sent him.
There was a lot of content, including the oral accounts of the Zhou family's former nanny, as well as audio recordings and text documents.
[As for Bobo, Mr. Zhou brought her back from abroad at that time, and then the few of them...]
Ye Shuang went through it all. Finally, he learned from the Zhou family's nanny that Bobo had been brought back by Father Zhou.
Could it be that the mastermind behind the scenes is Father Zhou? Ye Shuang froze for a moment. If that were the case, what was Father Zhou's motive?
There was no reason to hand his own biological daughter over to human traffickers, right?
Would that benefit him in any way?
This recording also threw off Ye Shuang's previous speculations. But no matter how he thought about it, he just couldn't connect Bai Yuyou and Alice together.
Maybe there's some hidden truth. Ye Shuang propped up his face and continued listening to the recording. Finally, as if realizing something, he started re-listening to a specific segment.
[And then, the few of them...]
Them...
Ye Shuang's intuition seemed to have caught onto something.
That meant, besides Father Zhou and Bobo, perhaps there were others present at the time?
Upon realizing this, Ye Shuang immediately sent a message to Chen Qin.
Ye Shuang: Help me ask that nanny again. Besides Father Zhou and Bobo, were there any other people on the day they brought her back? Or, more specifically, was there anyone like a foreign woman?
After a while—
Chen Qin: Okay, I'll ask.
Chen Qin: Yi Er Bubu kiss.jpg
Putting down his phone, Ye Shuang pinched the bridge of his nose. He felt as if he was only one step away from the truth.
Just a little bit more.
At this moment, footsteps came from the stairs. Ye Shuang looked toward the sound and saw Tang Keke walking down while yawning. She was wearing a nightgown, and with every step down the stairs, the fabric on her chest swayed.
Ugh, so sleepy. Tang Keke rubbed her eyes and then noticed Ye Shuang sitting on the sofa. Good morning, brother.
Good morning. Ye Shuang hesitated to speak but eventually voiced a reminder, Keke, your underwear.
Huh? Tang Keke tilted her head, then, as if realizing something, she pattered back upstairs in her slippers.
What a scatterbrained little girl.
Ye Shuang shook his head.
At nine o'clock, it was breakfast time. Bai Yuyou and Tang Keke were sitting at the dining table. Tang Keke watched as Bai Yuyou stopped after eating only three steamed buns and asked curiously,
What's wrong, Yuyou? No appetite?
Bai Yuyou shook her head. No.
I just feel like I ate a lot of things in my dream. Would it be better to take a break now?
Keke: ...
Are you even eating in your dreams?
I really envy how you never get fat from eating.
I did get fat, Bai Yuyou said.
Compared to how much you eat, that doesn't count as getting fat. It's just a few pounds. Tang Keke rubbed the flesh on her arm with a bitter expression. I need to go on a diet.
You look quite healthy right now, Ye Shuang smiled.
I refuse. Tang Keke reached out her hand. Brother, it's the weekend today. Let's go to the gym!
The gym?
Yes!
Ye Shuang didn't have any objections. After all, there were plenty of gyms nearby.
Keke, working out for just a day or two is useless. Bai Yuyou continued eating her steamed bun, not forgetting to glance at Tang Keke.
You only have three minutes of enthusiasm.
Who says! Tang Keke immediately slammed her hand on the table. I'm going to get a toned stomach!
Brother, you believe in me, right? After failing to get support from Bai Yuyou, Tang Keke quickly turned her head to look at Ye Shuang.
Ye Shuang reached out a finger and scratched his cheek. Based on his understanding of Tang Keke...
Bai Yuyou was right.
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!
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】
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
