Liu Yuan's heartbeat pounded so violently it felt like it might burst through her chest.
Her mind was completely blank.
What should she do?
What should she do?!
Her exposed skin flushed a delicate pink from nervousness and shame.
It's over!
Her brother is really going to see her like this!
She could already picture Su Qi pushing open the door and finding her in this… this state.
What would his expression be?
Shock?
Disbelief?
Or… something else entirely?
Liu Yuan didn’t dare think further. Waves of humiliation crashed over her, making her legs weak and nearly causing her to collapse.
Instinctively, she wanted to hide.
But aside from the wardrobe, there was nowhere to go…
And if she suddenly vanished without a trace, wouldn’t that be suspicious?
Wouldn’t Su Qi come looking for her?
"Where are you?"
Su Qi’s voice carried from a distance, tinged with confusion.
No time left!
In that split second, an idea flashed through her mind.
If she couldn’t change…
Then she had to hide it!
Liu Yuan gave up on removing the unmentionable garment.
Moving at lightning speed, she frantically stuffed her discarded JK uniform into the gift box, then pressed the large fox tail on top.
Even the bow was hastily retied from memory, though it ended up crooked.
At least, on the surface, it shouldn’t look too obvious.
It must’ve been the staff who tied it wrong!
Not her fault!
The box containing the white bandage-style outfit was also hurriedly packed away.
Finally, she shoved both gift boxes back into the original paper bag.
Even the slightly "damaged" equipment card—forced to match the fox cosplay outfit—was hastily deactivated.
Holding her breath, she quickly stuffed the incriminating paper bag back into the corner, covering it with the already-opened delivery box to restore its previous appearance.
She didn’t even have time to catch her breath.
Ears straining, she listened for Su Qi’s footsteps.
He’s heading toward her room!
There’s still a chance!
Tiptoeing as quietly and quickly as possible, Liu Yuan slipped out of Su Qi’s room, gently closing the door behind her.
Fabricating the crime scene…
No—
Reconstructing the crime scene…
Wait, no!
Whatever! Close enough!
Her cheeks burned with shame and tension.
But she couldn’t let her guard down yet…
Once Su Qi realized she wasn’t in her room, he’d return to the living room soon.
Su Qi’s room was on the left side of the apartment, hers on the right—directly opposite.
If he caught her now, and he wanted to test how hot 40 degrees felt…
She had to find a hiding spot and come up with a plausible excuse!
Wait a second…
According to the apartment layout, there was one place between the two bedrooms—
The bathroom!
Barefoot and still wearing the mortifying fox cosplay outfit—even the fox ears still perched on her head—Liu Yuan seized the moment.
Just before Su Qi stepped out, she pulled open the bathroom door and slipped inside!
"Click."
The door shut softly behind her.
Flushed and trembling, Liu Yuan leaned against the cool door, caught between scorching heat and icy relief.
She could clearly hear Su Qi moving around the living room, muttering in confusion.
Only then did she feel like she could breathe again, gasping for air.
Catching sight of herself in the bathroom mirror—
That unbearably embarrassing cosplay outfit made her want to vanish into thin air.
Calm down! Stay focused!
Now wasn’t the time for shyness!
Liu Yuan quickly turned on the shower, creating the illusion that she was bathing.
The sound of rushing water masked her ragged breathing and pounding heart.
But she couldn’t actually shower—she needed to get back to her room and hide the outfit.
Her eyes darted around the bathroom.
Got it!
She grabbed a clean, oversized white towel.
Wrapping it tightly around herself, she covered everything from her chest down to below her knees, completely concealing the fox outfit.
The fluffy fox ears were still on her head—she yanked them off.
Where to put them?
Hold them?
Would that look unnatural?
Whatever!
She crammed them into the folds of the towel, wedging them awkwardly in place.
At least from the outside, nothing seemed too out of the ordinary.
Next, she dampened her hair and dotted her arms and legs with water droplets to sell the act.
Once everything was set, she finally turned off the shower.
The water stopped.
She pushed the door open.
Liu Yuan stepped into the living room, wrapped in the oversized white towel.
Su Qi noticed the movement and glanced over.
Her face burned crimson as she met his gaze, her eyes flickering with panic.
Su Qi paused.
His little sister, wrapped in a towel.
Her fair neck and collarbone glowed faintly pink from the steam.
Her cheeks were flushed, damp strands of hair clinging to them.
Even her usually bright eyes were misty, giving her a…
But something felt off.
Su Qi stared for a solid three seconds.
Then it clicked.
Ah, right!
Could his adult sister still be… growing?
This didn’t quite match what she’d said at the hanfu store…
Under Su Qi’s gaze, Liu Yuan’s fingers trembled, clutching the towel for dear life.
Forcing herself to stay composed, she averted her eyes and replied in a slightly shaky voice, "I—I just felt a little hot… and we walked a lot today, so I got sweaty."
The excuse sounded plausible enough.
But Su Qi might not buy it.
Then again, he couldn’t very well say that when his sister leaned against him on the park bench earlier… uh…
Su Qi’s tone gave nothing away, as casual as ever. "Hurry up and change. Dinner’s ready."
"Mhm…"
Liu Yuan mumbled in response.
Beneath the towel, the fox outfit still clung to her skin, its texture both strange and maddening.
She had to get out of this thing fast!
Su Qi turned back to the dining table, seemingly arranging the dishes, no longer looking at her.
This was her chance!
Head down, Liu Yuan practically sprinted to her room.
The short distance from the living room felt endless.
She could feel Su Qi’s eyes briefly flicker toward her.
Please don’t notice anything! Please!
Su Qi called out casually, "Why the rush?"
"N-no reason!" Liu Yuan didn’t turn back, her voice quivering slightly. "I’ll just change and come right out!"
"Bang!"
She barged into her room, slamming the door shut and locking it behind her.
"Click."
The lock engaged.
Safe at last…
Only then did Liu Yuan collapse against the door, sliding down onto the carpet in exhaustion.
As she slid, her elbow bumped the lock.
"Click."
The lock disengaged.
Liu Yuan clearly didn’t have the presence of mind to notice this detail—she was gasping for breath, her chest rising and falling rapidly from the tension.
Her cheeks still burned, her heart pounding so fast it felt like one more glance from Su Qi would make it explode.
One more look, and she might just melt away…
A wave of shame washed over her again.
That moment earlier… had been so embarrassing…
She’d almost… just…
No, she couldn’t think about it anymore!
Still, on second thought… did her brother… suspect anything?
Theoretically, there shouldn’t have been any glaring flaws in her behavior…
As long as she found a chance tomorrow to swap her clothes back…
It’s like how eliminating all witnesses still counts as an assassination.
If she just switched them back, it’d be like she never wore them!
Yes!
That’s how it was—no flaws at all, absolutely none!
【Joy +9999】
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.
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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."
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.
