After getting on the bus, Jiang Yunlu realized Lin Mo wasn’t following behind.
A moment later, she saw him walking over with his hands in his pockets.
Only after Lin Mo returned to his seat did the girl cautiously sit down.
She looked at him with concern.
“Did my dad… say anything to you?”
Lin Mo shook his head. “No. But I’m guessing he’ll dig up a lot about me by this afternoon.”
“You didn’t have to step in, you know. We were already back with the team by then.”
Lin Mo raised a hand to cut her off.
“I wasn’t planning to, but I couldn’t just let you get scammed. Besides, we’ve done nothing wrong—why should we hide? We’ve got nothing to be ashamed of.”
Hearing this, Jiang Yunlu lowered her head slightly.
“What if… I do have something to be ashamed of?”
Lin Mo gave her a strange look. “Don’t tell me you’ve got some arranged marriage with that guy?”
Jiang Yunlu smacked his arm.
“Arranged marriage? That’s such an outdated trope!”
“Good. Then what’s there to feel guilty about? It’s not like you’re cheating.”
The moment he finished speaking, Lin Mo got smacked several more times.
The commotion was noticeable, but no one said a word.
Some were on their phones, while others simply dozed off.
Up front, Qi Tao was struggling to keep his composure.
Others might not have noticed, but he’d been walking at the back and saw Lin Mo lift that guy off the ground with one hand before kicking him away.
He’d sized up that guy earlier—his upper body strength was no joke.
Yet Lin Mo tossed him aside like it was nothing. That meant Lin Mo’s strength was on another level.
He hadn’t fully believed the rumors before, especially after getting beaten up himself without even a scratch.
Now he realized Lin Mo must have held back.
Otherwise, things could’ve been much worse.
Without another thought, Qi Tao shrank into his seat. He wasn’t getting involved in this mess anymore.
Even after seeing Jiang Yunlu’s family’s Rolls-Royce Cullinan and knowing she was loaded, he didn’t dare make a move.
After all, Qi Tao wasn’t exactly a saint either. If rich families could dig up dirt as easily as they did in novels, his own past would definitely come back to haunt him.
Back to Lin Mo.
Jiang Yunlu looked at him and whispered, “So… what do we do now?”
“What do we do? Get some rest. Take a nap. Win the match this afternoon—don’t waste all the training I’ve put you through.”
With that, Lin Mo gently pressed her head onto his shoulder.
Jiang Yunlu’s cheeks flushed as she glanced out the window, making sure no one was watching.
Soothed by Lin Mo’s spiritual energy, she soon drifted into a deep sleep.
—System: Old man, if I park my ghost fire steed outside your cave, it won’t get stolen, right?—
The office air was thick with tension.
Jiang Chengshan stood with his back to the desk, silently gazing at the city skyline outside the window.
He flipped through the documents handed to him, his frown deepening with each page.
“Top of the school? Outperformed the drill instructor? Hmph. Interesting.”
The file also included the school’s public notice about dealing with local troublemakers—all surface-level information.
Even details about Lin Mo’s parents’ deaths were listed.
But Jiang Chengshan barely skimmed those sections.
The report wasn’t thorough enough, though gathering this much in half a day was impressive.
He needed more.
His male secretary hesitated before stepping forward, voice cautious.
“Mr. Jiang, since Lin Mo is currently Miss Jiang’s deskmate, should we… arrange for his removal from Guangba?”
Jiang Chengshan remained still, as if he hadn’t heard.
After a long pause, he let out a derisive snort.
“What nonsense are you spouting? He’s the school’s top student. The principal would have to be insane to expel him.”
Beads of sweat formed on the secretary’s forehead as he bowed.
“You’re right, sir. I wasn’t thinking clearly.”
Regaining his composure, the secretary quickly proposed an alternative, his tone even more careful.
“If direct removal isn’t feasible, perhaps we could arrange for them to be placed in separate classes during the upcoming arts/science division.
This would comply with school regulations and avoid drawing attention.”
Jiang Chengshan turned, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the mahogany desk.
This idea was at least less idiotic than the last one.
Class separation—justifiable.
But…
Jiang Chengshan’s frown returned. The semester wouldn’t end for months.
“Class division?” he repeated, irritation creeping into his voice. “And what about these next few months? Just let them spend every day together?”
The thought of his naive, sheltered daughter spending half a year side by side with some penniless upstart made his chest tighten.
This Lin Mo—his grades were unnaturally good.
He’d seen through Xia Yusheng’s lies in seconds.
Someone like that was bound to be calculating.
Jiang Chengshan recalled Lin Mo’s demeanor when speaking to him.
For a student, the boy had an unshakable confidence—not just youthful recklessness.
Seeing his boss’s reluctant acceptance but clear dissatisfaction with the timeline, the secretary hurriedly added,
“Mr. Jiang, we could arrange for Miss Jiang to skip evening self-study these months. Fill her schedule with extracurriculars.
She has that badminton tournament coming up, right?
We could hire elite coaches and private tutors to minimize their interaction.”
When Jiang Chengshan still seemed unconvinced, the secretary pressed on.
“I’ll also keep close contact with students and teachers at the school to monitor the situation and prevent any mishaps.”
Jiang Chengshan gave a noncommittal hum.
He wasn’t sure Jiang Yunlu would agree to skip evening classes.
But class separation was non-negotiable.
Rubbing his temples, he sighed. His precious daughter, raised so carefully for over a decade, and now some wild boar was sniffing around.
How was he supposed to handle this?
With a dismissive wave, he signaled for the secretary to leave.
The man bowed and retreated, relief palpable.
Alone again, Jiang Chengshan stared out the window as city lights flickered to life, his gaze growing colder.
Lin Mo, was it? He’d make sure to uncover every last secret this boy was hiding.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
