"Are you alright?"
At the dinner table, the atmosphere was a bit delicate.
Jiang Yunlu's chopsticks were suspended in mid-air, forgetting to shovel the rice into her mouth. Her eyes were unfocused, not knowing what she was thinking about.
Lin Mo picked up a piece of luncheon meat and casually glanced at the opposite side, noticing Jiang Yunlu's abnormality.
He just asked casually.
This sound was like waking up a dreamer. Jiang Yunlu shivered all over, her chopsticks almost dropping on the table. She then shook her head vigorously, her voice a few pitches higher than usual.
"I'm fine! I was just thinking about tomorrow's matters."
This reaction was a dead giveaway.
Even Chu Miaomiao and Xie Yuling next to her stopped their chopsticks, staring at her curiously.
Lin Mo's gaze turned to Xie Yuling, his eyes sending a clear signal: What did you guys do? Scaring her like this?
Xie Yuling felt the gaze and looked back: I don't know, nothing happened when we came back.
Well, asking was in vain.
Lin Mo shrugged, too lazy to dig deeper, and buried his head in his meal.
After dinner, the crisp sound of bowls and plates colliding came from the kitchen, mixed with the girls' lowered chatter and laughter.
It was hard to imagine that girls who considered each other rivals could talk and laugh so cheerfully when alone.
As the unanimously recognized head chef, Lin Mo was naturally deprived of the right to wash the dishes. He slumped alone on the living room sofa, scrolling through his phone.
A local news push notification popped up.
Shocking! Mother murdered, son kills domestic violence father in self-defense!
Lin Mo's fingertip paused on the title, lacking even the desire to click in, and casually swiped past it.
This title was still too conservative. If it were those media from Hong Kong, they would probably write it into a wealthy family feud record, adding some taboo plots to spice it up.
As for whether the people from Yanhuang Awakening would trace it back to him, he didn't care at all.
The spiritual energy fluctuations had long been wiped clean by him. No matter who came to investigate, this would only be a family ethics tragedy with no traces left behind.
The sky gradually darkened, and the sound of opening the door came from the entrance.
Zheng Yuan entered carrying an eco-friendly bag, and at a glance, she saw Lin Mo on the sofa, a gentle smile appearing on her face.
"Have you all eaten?"
Lin Mo put down his phone and smiled in response, "We've eaten. What about you, Auntie Zheng?"
"I ate over at the ancestral hall. Where are Yuling and the others?"
Lin Mo pointed in the direction of the kitchen and joked, "They're all washing dishes in the kitchen. They said I'm the head chef, so I don't need to wash dishes."
Zheng Yuan was amused by him and nodded, "As it should be. By the way, regarding what happened at noon, I heard Yuling's uncle mention it briefly. You don't need to pay attention to that person. Our family doesn't interact much with theirs, so don't take it to heart."
"It's fine, Auntie Zheng. I didn't mind, as long as I didn't cause you any trouble."
Looking at Lin Mo's calm and sensible demeanor, Zheng Yuan felt increasingly satisfied.
Right at this moment, Lin Mo's phone vibrated on the coffee table.
Picking it up for a look, it was a message from the Old Geezer.
"When can Yunlu come back"
There wasn't even a punctuation mark, the tone urgent yet restrained.
Looking at this message, Lin Mo couldn't help but chuckle softly. He slowly typed a reply.
"Don't worry, she just finished eating at my landlady's house and is washing the dishes now."
"!!!"
He could guess that Jiang Chengshan was beating his chest and stomping his feet behind the phone. His daughter didn't have to do any chores at home, but ended up having to wash dishes when she went to your place.
"Alright, I'm coming to pick her up now."
After the Old Geezer lost his composure, he became somewhat submissive.
There was no longer the initial feeling of teasing him.
He could only say he was slightly disappointed.
"What's wrong?" Zheng Yuan asked.
"It's Jiang Yunlu's father saying he's coming to pick her up. I'll just walk her down in a bit."
Zheng Yuan couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. "Jiang Yunlu, huh? Are you very familiar with her father?"
Lin Mo thought for a moment and said, "Met a few times, exchanged contact info."
This made Zheng Yuan feel a sense of crisis. Could it be that her daughter couldn't snatch the good cabbage?!
Thinking of this, Zheng Yuan smiled and said, "By the way, do they want some zongzi? We still have a lot of zongzi that haven't been given away."
"Sure, I was going to pack a few for Miaomiao and the others anyway."
The three girls who were washing dishes in the kitchen walked out gracefully.
Although Jiang Yunlu rarely did chores, she wasn't like the young ladies in TV dramas who would break the bowls when washing them.
This young lady was not truly completely out of touch with household duties.
When Lin Mo mentioned the news that Jiang Chengshan was coming to pick her up, Jiang Yunlu's face fell.
"I wanted to play a bit longer."
At this time, Chu Miaomiao raised her hand, "My mom isn't home tonight, so can I sleep here?"
Zheng Yuan actually didn't mind, as it wasn't the first or second time Chu Miaomiao had stayed over.
Seeing that Chu Miaomiao was staying, Jiang Yunlu was somewhat envious, but she couldn't well suggest it, and besides, her dad was already coming to pick her up.
If she really could stay, she would prefer...
Thinking of this, Jiang Yunlu's cheeks flushed slightly, but she quickly lowered her head.
In just half an hour, Jiang Yunlu's phone rang.
Jiang Chengshan had arrived.
Lin Mo also took the opportunity to stand up, "Alright, I'll walk her downstairs, and then go back to rest."
Everyone waved goodbye.
Xie Yuling and Chu Miaomiao didn't say they wanted to follow downstairs either.
It seemed they were leaving space for Lin Mo and Jiang Yunlu.
One could only say that girls' thoughts are hard to understand.
Going downstairs, Jiang Yunlu was actually in a pretty good mood. At least today she had seen many things she had never seen before.
She even got to sleep on Lin Mo's bed, and even ate the food Lin Mo cooked.
As the two walked down the stairs, Jiang Yunlu suddenly pinned Lin Mo against the wall.
The legendary kabedon.
Lin Mo looked at this stairwell.
Wait! Why did you two both choose the same stairwell?
What kind of feng shui treasure land is this?!
Jiang Yunlu leaned in close to Lin Mo's ear, "Thank you, Lin Mo. I'm really happy today."
Her pearly white teeth gently bit on Lin Mo's ear.
The next second, the girl ran off like the wind.
Lin Mo stood in the stairwell, his heart beating slightly faster.
"I really couldn't imagine before how proactive girls could be."
Lin Mo muttered to himself, and then followed her.
Then he saw the girl standing at the bottom of the stairs, fiddling with the main door, trying to figure out how to open it.
"Let me do it." Lin Mo bypassed the girl, gave the lock on the downstairs door a twist, and the door opened.
Jiang Yunlu saw how simple it was and tilted her head somewhat awkwardly, "You're really capable."
"You're just clumsy."
"Don't call me clumsy! At any rate, my grades are among the top."
"Alright! Silly Girl." Lin Mo nodded.
"Hmph! I'm ignoring you." Jiang Yunlu turned and wanted to leave.
However, she had only taken two steps when she stood frozen in place. Looking at the people coming and going, she didn't know which way to go, after all, this was an urban village.
Lin Mo raised his hand and held the girl's hand.
"Let's go, I'll lead you out."

lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...

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.”

orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.