Tang Manman visibly froze upon hearing the nickname "Manman," her expression growing increasingly hesitant.
Seeing Tang Manman wavering, Lin Yu decided to push her further.
As he opened the cake box, he beckoned Tang Manman over.
"Manman, come here. This cake is delicious—let me feed you."
A flash of temptation crossed Tang Manman's face.
She glanced at Tang Qinqin, who was watching them with a look that screamed "Don’t you dare betray the cause," then lowered her head sheepishly and slowly walked over to Lin Yu.
"Here."
"Ah~"
Lin Yu sat on the stool, scooping up a spoonful of mango cake and holding it out to Tang Manman.
She bent down, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear with one hand, revealing her flushed cheeks before taking the offered bite.
"Manman, did I force your sister to drink that chicken soup?"
Lin Yu set down the spoon, smiling as he asked.
Tang Manman chewed the cake twice, not daring to meet her sister’s dagger-like glare. With a red face, she shook her head weakly and murmured,
"I... I didn’t hear anything."
"Didn’t hear what?"
Lin Yu pressed, still grinning.
"I..."
Tang Manman stole a glance at her sister on the hospital bed, then quickly averted her eyes. After a pause, she spoke even softer, her voice barely audible:
"I didn’t hear you say anything threatening."
"Waaah!"
Before Lin Yu could even mock her, Tang Qinqin completely lost it. She slid down from her sitting position, flopping onto the bed like an overturned turtle, kicking and flailing as she wailed:
"WAAAAAH!!!"
"You two are bullying me!!!"
"I’m telling Mom!"
"I’ll tell Mom how you’re both ganging up on me!"
As Tang Qinqin threw her tantrum, Lin Yu scoffed, unimpressed.
"Tell your mom?"
"Hmph!"
"Won’t do you any good!"
"Your mom’s on my side too!"
"Huh?"
Tang Qinqin stopped mid-fit, gaping at Lin Yu in shock, her jaw practically hitting the floor.
From her stunned expression, Lin Yu quickly realized the unintended implication of his words.
He glared at her and scolded,
"What are you imagining, you little brat?"
Tang Qinqin pouted, her face scrunched up in displeasure.
Ignoring her sulking, Lin Yu picked up another clean spoon and shared the rest of the cake with Tang Manman, taking turns feeding each other.
Tang Qinqin watched furiously from the bed.
Her favorite mango cake was being devoured bite by bite, and her sweet, gentle sister was being led astray by that annoying guy!
After finishing the cake right in front of Tang Qinqin, Lin Yu asked for her contact info.
Though reluctant, she eventually handed it over.
With her details secured, Lin Yu didn’t linger. He retrieved a stuffed toy hidden outside the door, handed it to the now wide-eyed Tang Qinqin, then left the hospital amid her sweet farewells, heading home by taxi.
Outside the hospital, taxis waited around the clock like spawn points in a game—no matter how many left, new ones appeared in the blink of an eye.
Lin Yu chose the nearest cab and turned to say goodbye to Tang Manman.
"I’m off."
"Bye."
Tang Manman nodded lightly, a faint smile on her lips.
"Bye."
Lin Yu nodded back, opened the car door, and got in.
"Lin Yu."
A soft voice called from behind. He paused mid-motion and turned to look at her.
Tang Manman’s face was flushed—whether from the cold or something else, it was hard to tell.
She bit her pink lips, as if struggling to speak.
Finally, with resolve flashing in her eyes, she met his gaze and said firmly,
"I’ll become rich someday."
"So..."
"Please give me some time, okay?"
Lin Yu blinked, quickly understanding her worry.
He couldn’t help but laugh before reaching out to ruffle her hair, chiding gently,
"Didn’t I tell you not to overthink it?"
"Relax."
"I’m not interested in her."
He almost added that he didn’t care much about money either, but remembering her academic struggles, he held back—better not kill her motivation. Instead, he teased,
"Sure."
"I’ll wait for you."
"Work hard, okay?"
Tang Manman nodded seriously, as if sealing an important promise.
Lin Yu found it amusing but didn’t comment further.
After closing the door, the taxi pulled away smoothly.
Too impatient to wait until home, Lin Yu took out his phone and grilled Tang Qinqin: Why did she have Xia Yueshan’s phone? Why did she pose as him to invite Lin Yu to a hotel?
And what was the deal with hiding the phone behind the potted plant?!
After relentless badgering, Tang Qinqin caved and spilled everything.
The truth left Lin Yu feeling oddly hollow.
No grand conspiracy, no mastermind pulling strings—just two idiots stumbling into a mess through sheer coincidence.
In the end, he could only sigh at fate’s whims.
But was it really fate?
Gazing at the snow-blanketed world outside the window, Lin Yu fell silent.
Whatever.
No point dwelling on it.
He shrugged it off. Screw fate.
At this point, he’d already shaken off the second female lead, Xia Muzhu.
Even if Xia Yueshan remained a loose thread, what could that kid possibly do?
The fourth lead, Su Yuyao, was easy too—they had zero ties now. He wouldn’t seek her out, and he’d shoo her away if she tried.
The only tricky one was Qing Mo, but even that wasn’t a big deal.
Even in the worst-case scenario, it’d just be Qing Mo and Tang Manman together.
The depraved orgy from that hentai-esque ending would never happen.
He’d keep his principles, resist temptation—no way he’d sleep with all four and knock them up.
Unless they overpowered him!
Which was impossible.
Xia Muzhu alone would never do such a thing.
She was far too gentle for that.
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?!
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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!
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!
