Chapter Eighteen
Didn't they just meet today? Why were they meeting again tomorrow?
Sensing the confusion between the two, Lao Gu, who was standing beside Ye Shulian, spoke up to explain.
Aren't you two off tomorrow afternoon? Your mother and I just discussed it. It's better to move during the break so you can adapt to the new environment early and avoid feeling out of place.
These words were directed at Ye Zhenzhen. Then, he turned to Gu Ran and said, We need to pack up properly tonight. Don't let your sister see that pigsty of yours when she comes over tomorrow.
Ye Zhenzhen: ???
Gu Ran: ???
Wasn't this a bit sudden?
Meeting today and moving in together tomorrow? This was moving at more than double speed.
But the two adults had already made up their minds. The opinions of the two children weren't particularly important. After all, once they moved in, it wasn't the two of them who would be sharing a bed.
Furthermore, when Lao Gu took out the loan to buy the house, he had specifically chosen a three-bedroom apartment so that both children would have their own rooms.
So, this was merely an announcement. Gu Ran understood this and remained quietly obedient.
Ye Zhenzhen was also a good girl. Although she was shocked, she could only accept reality.
Regarding the move tomorrow, the four of them reached a pleasant consensus, bringing brilliant smiles to the faces of Ye Shulian and Gu Xiangcheng.
Seeing their parents so happy, Gu Ran and Ye Zhenzhen also began to think calmly about their life together starting tomorrow.
The two shared a tacit glance, which ended when the girl shyly turned her head away.
...
Night.
Gu Ran sat in the passenger seat, watching the lingering smile on Lao Gu's face without saying a word.
Finally, Lao Gu noticed his son's complex expression. His heart skipped a beat, fearing his son might cause trouble, so he tentatively asked.
I didn't ask for your opinion before discussing the move with your Aunt Ye. Are you...
Knowing what he wanted to say, Gu Ran shook his head and said in a flat tone, It's fine, Dad. You bought the house. It's up to you who lives there.
Gu Ran's face looked calm and his tone seemed normal, but for some reason, Gu Xiangcheng felt like the words sounded a bit off, even a little sarcastic.
If... if you feel uncomfortable about it, I...
Before he could finish, Gu Ran raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile, If I feel uncomfortable, are you going to back out at the last minute?
No, I mean you can just bear with it for a bit. Anyway, you'll be going to college soon, so you won't be living at home much, Lao Gu shook his head, offering a blunt solution.
Gu Ran: ...
...
On the other side, Ye Zhenzhen followed her mother upstairs.
As soon as they entered the house, she grabbed her mother's hand and hurriedly asked why they were suddenly moving tomorrow.
Zhenzhen, our lease is about to expire. Your Uncle Gu and I have talked about this before, and we only decided to move after much discussion. As for why we're going tomorrow, it's because the landlord has been pressing us lately. Besides, the location here isn't great, and it's too far from your school. I've seen your Uncle Gu's place. You'll have your own separate room, the environment is good, and it's close to school, making it convenient for you.
Hearing this, Ye Zhenzhen's lips moved as if she wanted to say something.
Seeing this, Ye Shulian tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and continued.
I know what you want to say. The reason your Uncle Gu and I haven't registered our marriage yet was out of consideration for your and Gu Ran's feelings. But seeing how well you two got along today, we've decided to go get the marriage certificate next Monday.
Mon... Monday?!
Ye Zhenzhen's mouth hung open slightly, her eyes filled with shock.
She was completely floored by her mother's speed.
She shook her head, not intending to say anything more, and turned to go back to her room.
In her three years of high school, this was the first night she didn't study. Instead, she organized her room and packed her personal belongings.
She threw away what needed to be thrown and replaced what needed to be replaced; she wouldn't take any old or worn-out items.
She heard her mother say that Uncle Gu's house was in Riverside Garden.
Even if she didn't pay attention to real estate, she had heard of the most luxurious residential complex in the county.
Thinking about her future life under someone else's roof, she turned to look at the little bear on the bed that had been with her for over ten years.
It was a gift from her mother when she was a child. After more than ten years and countless washes, the fabric was poor to begin with, and now it was severely faded with hardly any fur left.
She reached out and stroked the bear's head. After careful consideration, she left the bear on the bed instead of putting it in her suitcase.
It wasn't a particularly sentimental item; it had just been with her for a long time.
But thinking about her stepfather's house in a luxury complex and Gu Ran being there, she was afraid the old, shabby bear would be looked down upon. In the end, she gave up on the bear.
...
Early the next morning.
Sunlight spilled into the room through the curtains, the soft light washing away the gloom of the night and awakening Gu Ran's consciousness.
He sat up lazily, stretched tiredly, got out of bed, and put on his clothes, preparing to start his daily morning run.
Stepping out of the house, the early morning air was a bit chilly. The cold wind brushed against his cheeks, and the bone-chilling sensation instantly cleared his head.
He picked up his pace and ran along the path by the river embankment.
After several consecutive days of exercise, he could feel his body becoming significantly more energetic. An eighteen-year-old body was indeed strong, as evidenced by the tent his shorts propped up every morning.
Bringing breakfast home, he began to tidy up his room since he had spent the previous night writing code.
He carefully placed his books neatly on the bookshelf and organized his messy clothes in the wardrobe, making everything orderly.
He meticulously wiped every piece of furniture and every inch of the floor, doing his best to create a comfortable and clean space.
Having finished the tidying, he picked up an air freshener and lightly sprayed it into the air.
A faint fragrance filled the room, bringing a sense of peace and comfort.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he could smell the scent of flowers and grass and feel the breath of nature.
This was good. Surely that girl, Ye Zhenzhen, would like this scent too. He then turned and entered the adjacent second bedroom.
It was the same size as his bedroom and had been cleaned by Lao Gu last night. This was the room prepared for his future stepsister.
He sprayed a light mist around the room, looking at the empty yet fresh space with great satisfaction.
Walking to the window, he pushed open the French doors. This room also had a balcony, but it was connected to the balcony of his own room.
Seeing that he could come over without using the door, Gu Ran was even more satisfied.
He could come over through the balcony anytime to bond with his future stepsister. Ye Zhenzhen would surely be so moved she'd want to cry.
With a face full of smiles, he walked out of the room and happened to bump into Lao Gu, who was coming out while yawning. The father and son glanced at each other, and Lao Gu's eyelid couldn't help but twitch...

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.”

agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)

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."

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.