Chapter Sixty-Nine
Rolling her beautiful eyes slightly to give Gu Ran, who was gulping down his tea, an eye-roll, Ye Zhenzhen held the delicate teacup with both hands and began to take small, light sips.
Seeing that the young girl had let go of her reservations, the corners of Gu Ran's mouth curled up slightly.
Putting down the teapot, he refilled the water for Lao Gu and the girl one by one, earning praise from the two elders.
Ye Zhenzhen imitated Gu Xiangcheng's manner, nodding her head as if she understood. Looking at the young man pouring tea with a gratified expression, she couldn't help but praise, "Tsk, you've grown up."
Gu Ran: "..."
For a moment, he wanted to put the teapot on this girl's head and make her balance it!
Imitating the girl's previous look, Gu Ran gave her an eye-roll back, then turned his head to continue watching the fireworks outside the window.
Ye Zhenzhen held her teacup, chatting with Lao Gu, watching TV, and occasionally glancing at the young man beside her.
The peaceful time slowly passed by...
At six o'clock in the evening, the Gu family started dinner.
The four people sat in a circle around the table.
Gu Xiangcheng brought out his treasured original box of Moutai and poured a glass for himself and Ye Shulian.
As for Gu Ran and Ye Zhenzhen, they drank Huiyuan juice.
Smelling the aroma of the wine, Gu Ran scratched his nose, wanting to taste this aged brew that Lao Gu had collected for who knows how long.
He sneakily took out a water cup, preparing to pour some into it while Gu Xiangcheng wasn't paying attention.
He didn't need much, just a sip.
But as soon as he made a move, he was discovered by the young girl who had been watching him the whole time.
"What are you doing!"
Stretching out her small foot, she lightly kicked a certain Mr. Gu's calf, covered her mouth and coughed lightly, immediately drawing the young man's gaze.
Gu Ran turned back and glared at the meddlesome girl, gesturing for her to stop.
Ye Zhenzhen: "???"
This guy actually dared to glare at her?!
Staring into his eyes, the girl was furious, her teeth unconsciously clenching.
Kicking him again, her cold eyes immediately slanted over, perfectly capturing the commanding aura of an older sister.
For some reason, seeing Ye Zhenzhen glaring, Gu Ran felt an inexplicable guilty conscience.
He subconsciously shrank his neck, pulled back the hand reaching for the Moutai, and scratched his cheek awkwardly.
He was very surprised in his heart, complaining inwardly with bewilderment.
No, she wants to dominate this family!
Well, sorry, who is he? The future god! He wasn't afraid at all.
The next second, he straightened his back and glared straight back at the girl.
Today, Gu Ran would let this girl understand what the authority of the head of the household was.
"Uncle!"
Noticing his gaze, Ye Zhenzhen turned her head directly to look at Gu Xiangcheng, scaring a certain someone who had just stood tall into immediately softening again.
"What's wrong, Zhenzhen?"
Gu Xiangcheng, who had just sat down, heard the girl's call and looked over with a smile.
Seeing this, Ye Zhenzhen quickly picked up the cup in front of her, stood up obediently, and said, "Uncle, I toast to you. Happy New Year!"
"Ah, okay, Happy New Year."
Lao Gu also stood up, clinked glasses with the girl, and then looked at the large table of dishes made by Ye Shulian, continuing with a smile, "Then let's all clink our glasses together, wishing us all a Happy New Year!"
"Happy New Year!" x4
After the four clinked glasses, Gu Ran frowned as he drank the sweet juice, turning his head to glance at the girl beside him.
Unlike Gu Ran, Ye Zhenzhen was very satisfied with drinking juice.
Taking a small sip, her eyes narrowed, and a satisfied smile appeared on her exquisite face.
Noticing Gu Ran's gaze, she immediately turned her head, her black and white eyes instantly glaring at him.
Gu Ran: "..."
Was she really completely unreasonable?
She tattled, and then glared at him viciously; even Zhang Erhe wasn't as arrogant as her!
Silently withdrawing his gaze, he picked up his juice and praised Ye Shulian's cooking skills, making the latter laugh repeatedly.
Ye Zhenzhen sat quietly in her seat, watching them talk, enjoying the family atmosphere, the corners of her mouth rising unconsciously.
After several rounds of food and drink.
Gu Xiangcheng was a little flushed from drinking, and Gu Ran took the initiative to pick up the wine bottle and pour him a drink.
"Come, Dad, I toast to you!"
Saying that, he smoothly poured himself a glass as well, the whole process so silky smooth that Gu Xiangcheng didn't notice any problem at all.
Ye Shulian noticed, but after thinking about it, she didn't say anything, assuming that having a drink together was how this father and son interacted.
But she still planned to wait until they went back to their room to have a good talk with Gu Xiangcheng about this issue.
The child was still so young, how could he drink like this!
Watching Gu Ran pour himself that glass of wine made her eyelids twitch; a two-ounce glass filled to the brim, she couldn't imagine how much this child could drink.
Regarding her worries, Gu Ran was also a bit confused. After pouring for Lao Gu, he got used to the motion and immediately filled his own glass.
He looked at the wine bottle and frowned slightly.
This... it wouldn't be good to pour it back.
So... he would just drink it slowly.
Making up his mind, he turned to look at the dazed Lao Gu. Seeing that he wasn't scolding him, he quickly picked up his wine glass and clinked it with his.
"Dad, wishing you smooth sailing and reaching a higher level this year!"
Hearing this, Lao Gu nodded, also raising his glass to clink, "And I wish you progress in your studies and that you get into a university!"
Gu Ran: "..."
No, is there such a way to bless someone?
Shouldn't it be getting into an ideal university?
What does getting into a university mean?!
Why not just wish him to roast a sweet potato!
He complained continuously in his heart, but on the surface, he still maintained an obedient and humble appearance, afraid that one wrong move would make Lao Gu realize that what was in his glass was liquor.
After all, he also wanted to experience the legendary feeling of returning home in glory driving a luxury car, his uncle making him sit in the center of the dinner party, his cousin-in-law whom he had never met remembering he didn't eat onions or ginger, chatting about family matters, as he opened an original box of Moutai...
"Cough, cough!"
Although Gu Xiangcheng was a bit dazed, someone else was not.
Watching him raise the wine glass to his mouth, the young girl eating silently next to him coughed dryly a few times.
Instantly, Gu Ran's movements paused.
Wanting to pretend he didn't hear and continue taking a sip, he faintly heard the sound of teeth crunching.
That was the girl forcefully chewing on a piece of cartilage.
Inexplicably recalling the fear of being dominated by those canine teeth, Gu Ran shuddered, took a deep breath, savored the aroma of the wine, and then put the wine glass down.
His face was solemn, putting on a serious appearance.
Alcohol harms the body; he swore, starting today, he wouldn't touch a drop of alcohol!
Gu Xiangcheng was very happy tonight. For so many years, this was the happiest Spring Festival he had spent, and the day with the best atmosphere at home.
His son didn't talk back to him and instead became more and more sensible.
And Ye Shulian not only made him feel the warmth of a home again but also successfully made him radiate a second spring!
So naturally, in a moment of inattention, he drank too much.
By the time everyone finished eating, he had already lowered his head and fallen asleep...
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.”
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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."
