Chapter 211
The lingering heat of the celebration banquet had not yet dissipated, and the air was filled with the scent of food and wine.
The table was a mess of cups and plates, and the scattered beer bottles bore witness to the revelry of this group of tech geeks tonight.
"Boss is awesome! Never fought such a rich battle in my life!"
"Burp... help me up, tomorrow... tomorrow I can still write another ten thousand lines of code!"
A few drunk programmers put their arms around each other's shoulders.
Talking nonsense, they stumbled out the door.
Li Si'nan looked at this group of "drunks".
She shook her head helplessly and resigned herself to cleaning up the mess.
"Teacher Li, leave it, find a cleaning lady to do it tomorrow."
Gu Ran's voice came from behind.
Li Si'nan turned around, only to see Gu Ran leaning against the door frame.
There was a hint of a drunken blush on his face, but his eyes were still clear.
"How can that be? It's so messy, the cleaning lady won't even be able to step inside tomorrow."
Li Si'nan said as she swept the trash on the table into a bag.
"Alright, listen to me."
Gu Ran stepped forward and took the trash bag from her hand.
"You go back first, I'll take care of this."
"You?"
Li Si'nan looked at him suspiciously.
"Didn't you drink too? Can you do it?"
"A man can't say he can't."
Gu Ran raised his eyebrows, took the rag from her hand, and started wiping the table.
Li Si'nan froze for a moment, then laughed.
She no longer insisted. Gu Ran looked young, but when he made up his mind, nine cows couldn't pull him back.
"Then... I'll withdraw first? Can you handle it alone?"
"Yeah, be careful on the road."
Li Si'nan nodded, walked to the door, and turned back.
Looking at the back of the young man who was seriously wiping the table, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes.
This "boss" who was a few years younger than her always had an incongruous sense of maturity about him, making people unable to help but want to believe in him.
The office door was closed.
Ye Zhenzhen originally wanted to help, but Gu Ran pressed her back into the chair with one hand.
The reason was—
"The boss's wife is in charge of supervising the work."
The young girl had to sit obediently, cupping her chin in her hands, her eyes glued to the busy figure.
As she watched, the fondness in her eyes almost overflowed.
"Come here."
Gu Ran tied the last trash bag, turned around, and waved at her.
Ye Zhenzhen walked over obediently.
As soon as she stood still, the masculine scent mixed with a faint smell of alcohol on the young man instantly enveloped her.
"You... are you drunk?"
Ye Zhenzhen looked at his cheeks, which were obviously redder than just now, and was a little worried.
"Yeah, a little bit."
Gu Ran frowned seriously, tilted his body, and fell towards her.
Ye Zhenzhen subconsciously wanted to dodge, but seeing his tightly closed eyes, she abruptly stopped her feet.
She let the young man press most of his body weight onto her.
Hiss, so heavy!
"So heavy..."
Ye Zhenzhen muttered softly, while struggling to support him.
At the same time, she reached out and felt his forehead.
"Are you dizzy?"
"Dizzy."
Gu Ran buried his face in her neck, his voice muffled, carrying a bit of softness and coquettishness that he didn't usually have.
Warm breath sprayed on the delicate skin of her neck, like a feather brushing lightly.
Ye Zhenzhen shuddered all over, her legs almost going soft.
"Then... then I'll help you to the sofa to rest for a while?"
Her voice trembled slightly.
"No."
Gu Ran shook his head, like a shameless large dog, rubbing against her neck even more vigorously.
"The sofa is hard, not as soft as you."
Ye Zhenzhen: "!!!"
How could this person be even more shameless when he was drunk than usual!
She felt her cheeks were so hot they could fry an egg.
"You... don't move around!"
Ye Zhenzhen wanted to push him away, but was afraid he would fall, so she could only let him cling to her like a giant pendant.
The two of them were deadlocked in an extremely ambiguous posture.
The office echoed with their rapid breathing.
"Zhenzhen."
"Huh?"
"You smell so good."
"..."
The young girl's mind suddenly flashed with the classic monologue of the heroine in the domineering CEO manga Pei Susu had shown her.
It's over.
It seems it will be hard to walk out of this door innocently tonight.
!!!
What on earth was she thinking?!
Ye Zhenzhen!
Please stop your fantasies!!
The young girl blushed with shame, resigning herself to dragging this "drunkard", moving step by step to the sofa.
"We're here, we're here, let go quickly."
She had just put the person on the sofa and hadn't had time to straighten up, when her wrist was suddenly caught.
A burst of spinning.
"Ah!"
Ye Zhenzhen was tightly enclosed in the young man's arms, her nose filled with the good smell on him.
"What are you doing!"
The young girl was both shy and angry, struggling to get up, but was held even tighter.
"Don't move."
Gu Ran's voice sounded above her head, with a hint of hoarse magnetism.
"Let me hold you for a while."
With this tone, where was the slightest hint of drunkenness?
Ye Zhenzhen instantly realized.
"Gu 'Dog' Ran! You're pretending to be drunk!"
She raised her head, glaring at him angrily.
Gu Ran looked at the face in his arms that had become even more delicate and charming due to shame and anger, and chuckled softly.
He didn't speak, just lowered his head.
Accurately capturing that chattering little mouth.
"Mmm..."
All protests were blocked back.
Ye Zhenzhen's mind went blank, leaving only the domineering yet gentle breath between their lips and teeth.
She felt like she was about to suffocate.
This kiss was deeper and more aggressive than the one in the car before.
The young man's hand had somehow slipped under the hem of her clothes.
His fingertips slid across the delicate skin of her back, igniting a cluster of prairie fires wherever they passed.
"Don't... don't do it here..."
When the kiss ended, Ye Zhenzhen collapsed limply in his arms, her voice as soft as a mosquito's hum.
This was the office!
Although the door was locked, the immoral feeling of being caught at any time made her body soft.
"Then where to go?"
Gu Ran's lips pressed against her earlobe, his voice hoarse beyond words.
"Back to the car?"
Ye Zhenzhen's face exploded with a "boom".
In the car?
The image instantly flooded her mind, that was a place even more shameful than the office!
"No... no..."
"Then what should we do? Dr. Ye?"
Gu Ran's fingers gently pinched a piece of soft flesh, his tone teasing.
"Mmm..."
Ye Zhenzhen shuddered all over, letting out a suppressed moan.
She felt like she was going to be driven crazy by this bad guy.
"I... I'll drive, we... we'll go back to school..."
The young girl's voice carried a crying tone, sounding extremely pitiful.
"Okay."
Gu Ran stopped while he was ahead, kissing her swollen lips heavily, and finally released his grip.
He knew that a meal had to be eaten bite by bite, and a rabbit pushed to the limit would also bite.
Ye Zhenzhen climbed up from the sofa, her hair messy, her clothes disheveled, her cheeks so red they could drip blood.
She glared fiercely at Gu Ran, turned around, and ran out.
"I'll go get the car!"
Gu Ran leaned lazily on the sofa, watching the young girl's fleeing back, unable to suppress the smile at the corner of his mouth.
He slowly took out his phone, his fingers quickly typing a line of words.
[Silly Bear: The car key is in my pants pocket.]
Ye Zhenzhen, who had just run to the door, felt her phone vibrate.
She looked down, and her footsteps suddenly froze.
She turned around mechanically.
Looking at the young man lying on the sofa with a wicked smirk on his face, she stomped her foot in shame and indignation.
This bastard!
Gritting her teeth and blushing, she inched her way back step by step.
When her trembling hand reached toward Gu Ran's pants pocket, she felt as if she had thrown her dignity all the way to the Pacific Ocean.
"Did you find it?"
Gu Ran's voice was full of teasing.
"...No."
"Then reach a little lower."
"Gu 'Dog' Ran! Go to hell!!!"
......

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."

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"

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.”