Chapter 128
"Then at home... is it okay?"
The young man's crisp scent, mixed with his warm breath, drilled right past her ear and straight into her heart.
Ye Zhenzhen's brain buzzed and instantly exploded.
How dare he?!
In broad daylight, in front of everyone, this dog was simply... TOO bold!
Before she could recover from those wild words, a piercing screech of brakes tore through the air.
The bus pulled into the stop, and the doors hissed open.
Like a startled rabbit, Ye Zhenzhen subconsciously tried to step back, only wanting to get as far away from this hazard as possible.
But Gu Ran did not give her the chance.
The moment she stepped back, the young man flipped his wrist and accurately clamped onto her hand, his palm scalding hot.
"Get on."
Gu 'Bossy CEO' Ran spat out those two words with unquestionable authority, dragging her toward the bus doors.
Ye Zhenzhen was completely dazed. The heat radiating from her wrist was startlingly hot.
One second ago she had just laid down the "no touching" rule, and the next second he tore it up right to her face.
What was this?
A slap in the face on the spot?
Utterly rebellious Gu 'Dog' Ran!
"Let go!" she lowered her voice. Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she only dared to mutter quietly.
Gu Ran turned a deaf ear. His grip actually tightened a bit as he swiped his card, boarded the bus, and found a seat, all in one smooth motion.
The back row of the bus, a double seat.
Gu Ran took a long stride, blocking her into the window seat and smoothly sitting down beside her.
The space was cramped, and the young man's aura instantly enveloped her.
The most fatal part was—his hand was still clasping her wrist.
Ye Zhenzhen's chest heaved with anger. She turned her head to glare at the instigator beside her.
The young man, however, had his head turned to look out the window. The lines of his profile were smooth and sharp, looking as if nothing had happened.
Fake!
Keep faking it!
"Gu 'Dog' Ran!" Ye Zhenzhen squeezed these three words through her gritted teeth.
"Hmm?" Gu Ran turned his head, his pitch-black eyes meeting hers, holding a look of pure innocence. "Sister, what's wrong?"
Sister?
At a time like this, he actually had the nerve to call her sister!
Ye Zhenzhen almost choked on her breath. She pointed at their entangled hands and questioned in a breathy whisper, "What are you doing!"
Gu Ran followed her gaze downward and said matter-of-factly, "Holding your hand."
Pausing, he added, "There are a lot of people on the bus. What if you fall again? My back is still hurting right now."
He brought it up again!
He brought up that milk tea shop incident again!
Ye Zhenzhen's cheeks flushed bright red. A sense of shame rushed from the soles of her feet straight to the top of her head.
This bastard was definitely doing it on purpose!
"I don't need you to care! Let go!" She forcefully tried to yank her hand back.
This time Gu Ran didn't resist, releasing his grip along with her pull.
Ye Zhenzhen felt a surge of joy, thinking he finally decided to have some shame.
But the next second, that warm, large hand covered hers again.
It was no longer clasping her wrist, but instead, his five fingers forcefully slid between hers—
Interlocking their fingers!
Ye Zhenzhen: "!!!"
A current of electricity exploded from her fingertips, and her whole body stiffened.
This position... was a hundred times more intimate than before!
"It's harder to break free this way," the young man's voice sounded by her ear, carrying a hint of a successful smirk. "And it's safer."
Safe my foot!
He clearly just wanted to lock her down!
Ye Zhenzhen roared crazily in her heart, but her strength seemed to have been drained. She could only passively feel the rough, thin calluses on his fingertips, along with his powerful, scalding pulse.
It was over.
She was completely at his mercy.
The bus swayed back and forth. Ye Zhenzhen gave up struggling and turned her head toward the window, leaving Gu Ran with a stubborn view of the back of her head.
As long as I don't look at him, the awkwardness won't catch up to me.
The bus fell into a weird silence.
Just when Ye Zhenzhen thought this matter had finally passed, Gu Ran spoke again.
"Sister."
"..." Ye Zhenzhen played dead.
"After we get home, help me check my back."
His voice was very light, but it drilled into her ears like a hook.
Ye Zhenzhen's back stiffened.
Check his back?
"When I fell just now, I think it really got scraped." Gu Ran unhurriedly played the victim. "I can't see it myself, which is a bit troublesome."
Boom—
Her memories flooded back.
"At home... is it okay?"
That spell-like sentence automatically replayed in her brain, perfectly overlapping with his current request.
Check his back...
At home...
How was this a request? This was clearly erotic!
Ye Zhenzhen whipped her head around, just about to scold him for being shameless, but she crashed straight into those bottomless eyes.
There was no teasing, only a heart-stopping focus.
He just looked at her quietly, his sincere gaze making her afraid to look him in the eye.
Right at that moment—
"Screech—!"
The bus hit the brakes hard.
Under the force of inertia, Ye Zhenzhen lurched forward uncontrollably.
Gu Ran reacted extremely fast. His free hand instantly wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his embrace.
"Oof!"
Her cheek crashed solidly against his hard chest.
The young man's heartbeat was strong, his scent fresh and clean.
"You see."
His chest vibrated, and his voice came from above her head.
"I told you, it's very dangerous."
Ye Zhenzhen lay in his arms, completely stunned.
It was over. Not only was it erotic, it was perverted now...
An auntie nearby wore a doting smile, whispering to her companion, "The youngsters nowadays, so affectionate. They really have a good relationship."
Hearing this, Ye Zhenzhen wished she could just die on the spot.
"We're at our stop."
Gu Ran released her waist, but he did not release her hand.
He led a dazed Ye Zhenzhen off the bus.
As the evening breeze blew, the heat on her face finally went down a little.
The walk back to the residential complex wasn't long. The two walked side by side, neither speaking, with only their clasped hands.
In front of the apartment building's entrance.
Gu Ran stopped in his tracks and finally let go of her hand.
Ye Zhenzhen subconsciously curled her fingers. Her palm felt empty, and an inexplicable hint of disappointment actually sprouted in her heart.
But the next second, she realized exactly what kind of damned thoughts were running through her head.
What a sin!
She kept her head down, staring at the tips of her shoes, only wanting to quickly end this torture and go home to hide under her blankets.
"Click."
Gu Ran opened the building door but didn't go in.
He turned around and faced her again.
The streetlamp stretched his shadow out long, completely enveloping her petite figure in darkness.
The sense of pressure suddenly increased.
Ye Zhenzhen's heartbeat sped up again, and she subconsciously wanted to step back.
Gu Ran suddenly took a step forward, closing the final distance between them.
He raised his hand.
Ye Zhenzhen's breath hitched.
His long, slender fingers gently brushed across her cheek, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
His fingertips faintly grazed her burning ear.
Ye Zhenzhen trembled all over. This kid was definitely crazy!!
"We're home, Ye Zhenzhen."
"Now, is it okay?"
At that moment, only one sentence remained in Ye Zhenzhen's mind—
When a younger guy stops calling you 'sister', his intentions are definitely wild!
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.”
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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.
