A fascinating scene suddenly unfolded in the kitchen.
Two men, one on the left and one on the right, each occupied a counter and began preparing ingredients simultaneously.
Lin Mo's movements were swift and rhythmic, yet his hands remained incredibly steady, slicing the fish with absolute precision.
Jiang Chengshan, on the other hand, was calm and experienced. Though his movements were slower, every step was highly methodical.
Jiang Yunlu stood to the side, looking at her father, then at Lin Mo.
Under the lights, amid the soft hum of the range hood, the sight of the two men's backs as they prepared dinner for her deeply touched the softest part of her heart.
An unprecedented sense of belonging and happiness welled up within her.
She really wanted to rush over, hug Lin Mo from behind, and softly call him husband in his ear.
As soon as this thought popped up, her cheeks burned red. She could only bite her lip hard to suppress the urge.
Just as her mind was wandering, she caught sight of a few figures appearing at the kitchen door out of the corner of her eye.
It was the person who had been following Zhou Nianqian earlier.
The woman, now changed into a tight tank top, was leaning against the doorframe with her arms crossed, her eyes roaming over Lin Mo with great interest.
Her gaze was undisguised, full of aggression and the thrill of the hunt.
Alarm bells instantly went off in Jiang Yunlu's mind.
She was too familiar with this kind of look!
Hmph!
A very soft, cold snort escaped her nose, carrying unconcealed hostility.
Ye Qiaolin at the door seemed to sense this stare. She slowly turned her head, her gaze locking accurately onto Jiang Yunlu, a playful smile curving the corners of her lips.
Oh, little girl.
Her voice was not loud, but it carried a hint of provocative laziness. She didn't explicitly say anything, yet it felt like she had said everything.
Jiang Yunlu's face instantly tightened. Like a little beast whose territory had been invaded, she stared back warily, her eyes screaming that this was her man.
Ye Qiaolin didn't care about her hostility; instead, she found it even more amusing.
Her gaze bypassed Jiang Yunlu again, lingering on Lin Mo's focused side profile for two seconds, the interest in her eyes growing stronger.
Interesting.
She chuckled lightly and didn't say anything more. Turning around, she swayed her hips and walked toward her own camp.
Although the person was gone, that challenging gaze felt like a thorn piercing Jiang Yunlu's heart.
This woman was definitely not someone to be trifled with!
She had to make Lin Mo stay away from her.
At the other camp, the bonfire was burning brightly, crackling and popping.
Old Zhou, you are awesome, catching five fish in one afternoon!
Ye Minghui dangled his pathetic string of three fish, spit flying as he talked. I only caught three. Of course, I am also pretty awesome.
Zhou Nianqian sat on a folding chair, methodically wiping down his expensive fishing gear used today. The firelight danced in his pupils, obscuring his expression.
He just twitched the corners of his mouth and didn't reply.
Smack!
With a crisp sound, the back of Ye Minghui's head took a solid hit.
Hiss... Sis, what are you doing!
Ye Qiaolin retracted her hand, a trace of disgust in her eyes. That guy named Lin Mo caught thirty-two fish. You caught three, who are you showing off to?
Hearing this number, Zhou Nianqian's wiping motion paused, but immediately returned to normal, though with a bit more force.
Thirty-two.
He had seen it clearly in the afternoon; that guy was constantly reeling in fish.
Ye Minghui, on the other hand, jumped up clutching the back of his head, looking completely unconvinced. Sis! I am your biological brother, okay? That guy is obviously an experienced angler. For novices like us to get any catch is already impressive!
The coach standing behind them shrank his neck, not daring to breathe loudly.
Let alone Ye Minghui, even he himself hadn't caught many fish all afternoon.
Those two were simply monsters. One caught thirty-two, the other thirty-four, adding up to over sixty fish. Even scooping with a fishing net wouldn't be this ridiculous.
The inexplicable irritability in Zhou Nianqian's heart had now been firmly suppressed.
No rush.
He had already sent someone to investigate Lin Mo's background.
Not just surface-level information, but deeper details.
Just then, Ye Qiaolin ignored her brother's howling. She took out an expensive beer from the ice bucket, opened it, tilted her head back, and took a large gulp.
A drop of cold liquid slid down her fair neck, glinting in the firelight.
She put down the bottle and calmly announced in a voice everyone could hear.
I have decided. I am going to bag that guy named Lin Mo.
Pfft!
Ye Minghui, who had just tried to take a sip of his drink, spat it right out.
Zhou Nianqian also abruptly stopped wiping his fishing rod. Both of them turned their heads in unison to look at her, their faces written with shock.
After a long while, Ye Minghui patted Zhou Nianqian's shoulder with a touched expression. Sis, you are a true friend! To help Old Zhou vent his anger, you are actually willing to sacrifice yourself!
Ye Qiaolin glanced at him with a look reserved for idiots.
You are overthinking it. She took another sip of beer, her tone indifferent. I genuinely think Lin Mo can improve our Ye family's genetics.
She paused, her gaze falling on her brother.
After all, if we rely on you, the Ye family is finished.
As soon as these words came out, Ye Minghui was completely dumbfounded. He opened his mouth but couldn't speak for a long time.
This sounded way too wrong!
No, sis! Are you crazy? What do you see in him? What is so good about him?
A lot.
Ye Qiaolin began to analyze seriously, as if evaluating an investment. He is smarter than you, first place in the provincial competition.
He has better stamina than you. Thirty-two fish in an afternoon, compared to your three.
He is more handsome than you and has a better body.
He is better at taking care of people than you.
With every sentence she spoke, Ye Minghui's expression grew more sluggish.
Finally, Ye Qiaolin delivered the critical blow.
Most importantly, he definitely has a bright future. If he gets the backing of our Ye family, it will be even better.
It sounded like something very wrong to say.
Ye Minghui curled his lips, his face full of disdain and contempt.
What do you mean better? You just want to snatch something, to steal the person beside that Jiang Yunlu. Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, he instantly bristled.
Thinking about it carefully, this didn't seem so bad after all.
After all, if she really managed to steal him away, Jiang Yunlu probably wouldn't be able to withstand Old Zhou's advances either.
So Ye Minghui eventually sat back down.
Suit yourself. But let me make this clear first, I will never call Lin Mo my brother-in-law. Absolutely not!
Zhou Nianqian, on the other hand, remained silent.
He actually also felt that if Ye Qiaolin could snatch Lin Mo, he might indeed be able to quickly get closer to Jiang Yunlu.
After all, given how proud Jiang Yunlu was, she would never allow the person she liked to like someone else.
Just as planned!
Next, all Ye Qiaolin had to do was create a rift between Lin Mo and Jiang Yunlu.
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.”
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.
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...
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
