After everyone finished breakfast, Yezi became a problem. After all, she couldn't follow Bai Yuyou and Keke to the academy for classes, and they didn't have time to take care of her. Leaving her at home wasn't impossible, but just leaving her there alone would inevitably cause problems.
"I'm going to the company today, I'll take her with me," Ye Shuang said. After all, bringing a child along wouldn't be an issue, and he had brought Qiaoqiao before.
Hearing this, everyone thought it was fine. After all, Chen Qin still had meetings to attend, making Ye Shuang the best candidate.
Ye Shuang then took Yezi and Chen Qin to the garage.
"Not here today?" After arriving at his parking spot, Ye Shuang didn't forget to glance under the Maybach, but he didn't see Wangcai's figure inside. Could it have run off to Xiangshan for a stroll again?
"So carefree, no wonder it doesn't want to go home with me." Ye Shuang then got into the car with Yezi, while Chen Qin, who also drove here, got into the silver Range Rover parked next to them.
The drive was silent until they reached the traffic light in front of the company. As Ye Shuang was waiting for the countdown, Yezi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly said, "Dad, you need to be careful of a woman with yellow hair."
"Hmm?" Ye Shuang froze for a moment and turned to look at Yezi. "Yezi, what did you just say?"
Yezi just tilted her head, as if she hadn't said anything at all.
"Beep—"
Just as Ye Shuang was zoning out, the car behind him honked because he wasn't moving despite the green light. The noisy honk brought Ye Shuang back to his senses, and he stepped on the gas to drive toward the company.
...
"President Ye, President Chen."
"Good morning, President Chen, President Ye."
Listening to the employees' greetings, Ye Shuang and Chen Qin got into the elevator.
"Ah Ye, come here for a second." Beside him, Chen Qin suddenly beckoned to Ye Shuang.
"Hmm?"
"Mwah." Chen Qin took the opportunity to plant a kiss on Ye Shuang.
"I thought you were going to whisper some secret." Ye Shuang looked at Chen Qin's sly face, smiled, and checked the current floor. "Alright, I'm getting off first, President Chen."
"Hmph."
"Stop stomping your feet, there are security cameras here." After telling Chen Qin to mind her image, Ye Shuang took Yezi and left the elevator.
Before leaving, Yezi even said goodbye to Chen Qin, calling her mom.
"Be a good girl, listen to your dad," Chen Qin waved with a smile.
As if she really were her mother, though it was mostly just a joke.
"Yezi, you can sit here for now. I still have to work, so you can use this computer to watch some shows or something." Ye Shuang let Yezi sit in An Shiyu's seat to watch TV dramas. After all, that fish might not have returned to the country yet, and might still be staying over in Japan.
"Okay." Yezi nodded.
Perhaps it was her obedience that made Ye Shuang nod in satisfaction. He reached out and rubbed her head, then turned on his computer to start handling work matters.
Yezi seemed to know how to operate a computer. After turning on the tower, she started clicking the mouse. However, she didn't watch any shows, but instead randomly clicked around on things that looked like browser history.
Ye Shuang didn't pay it any mind.
But soon, the office door was kicked open. "Yo, good morning."
Two heads popped in from the doorway; it was An Shiyu and An Shiyi.
They still had their usual slacker demeanor. Upon seeing them, Ye Shuang said without even lifting his head, "So you guys have already returned to the country? I thought you weren't back yet."
An Shiyu waved her hand and leaned against the doorframe. "We got back last night. I'm exhausted, having to wake up early for work. Can't you pay me a higher salary?"
"You're not exactly short on money, are you?" Ye Shuang asked.
"I'm poor. Uncle, do you want to keep us?" An Shiyi also sighed.
"Not a chance."
They chatted idly for a bit before An Shiyu and An Shiyi finally noticed Yezi sitting in the chair. Because she had been blocked by the monitor, An Shiyu hadn't noticed her right away.
"..." An Shiyu looked closer, seeming a bit puzzled. "Your illegitimate daughter?"
"What do you think?"
"I think she looks like it. You couldn't have just picked her out of a trash can, right?"
An Shiyu and An Shiyi walked up to Yezi, staring at her as if she were a fun toy.
"Hello," Yezi spoke up, though she didn't seem very interested in the two fishes.
"Hello, Little Radish." An Shiyu and An Shiyi reached out their claws, messing up Yezi's hair together.
"You guys are really awful," Ye Shuang glanced over and twitched his mouth. "Hurry up and fix it."
Hearing this, the two fishes went to work again, giving Yezi twin tails. The ponytails weren't very long, looking like drooping ears of rice.
"Looks pretty good. What's your name?" An Shiyu asked.
"Yezi."
Hearing this surname, An Shiyu gained a bit of interest. "Oh? What's your relationship with Uncle? Niece?"
"Daughter."
This single word made both An Shiyu and Chao Yiyu freeze for a moment. The two fishes exchanged a glance, and finally, their eyes landed on Ye Shuang.
"Yeah, my daughter... I've actually been keeping it a secret from everyone," Ye Shuang said after glancing at them.
"Yes, we have a child."
An Shiyu fell silent for a while, then suddenly turned around.
The next second, pea-sized tears fell onto the desk, instantly stunning Ye Shuang. "Little Yu, why are you crying?"
"Uncle, what do you think?" An Shiyi sighed from the side.
Ye Shuang hadn't expected An Shiyu to have such a big reaction. "I was just making a joke."
"Liar," An Shiyu muttered with a muffled voice.
"Alright, how about I treat you guys to lunch?" Ye Shuang had no choice but to say this. After all, he couldn't have imagined An Shiyu crying on command; it wasn't like her at all.
"You said it." An Shiyu turned back around, not forgetting to put the eye drops back into her pocket.
Ye Shuang: "..."
"It was just eye drops?!"
"What else?" An Shiyu gave him a blank stare.
"You were faking it."
"I never said I was crying," An Shiyu shrugged.
Ye Shuang pinched the bridge of his nose. "Let's just work first."
"But why is her surname also Ye?" After An Shiyu returned to her seat, An Shiyi, seeing that she didn't have a place to sit, plopped her butt right onto Ye Shuang's lap and asked.
"It's a long story. Also, why are you sitting on my lap?"
"Eh, I don't have a place to sit."
"The one thing we're not lacking here is chairs," Ye Shuang said. After all, there were plenty of empty chairs outside the office that no one was using.
"Those chairs aren't as comfortable as this one," An Shiyi said, but then noticed An Shiyu silently watching her from the side. Seeing this, she smiled instead, leaned back, and said, "Ah, so comfortable."
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
] 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.
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."
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.”
