Lin Yu didn't know why Tang Qinqin had suddenly become so angry.
From the look on her face, it seemed as if she wanted to pounce on him and take a bite out of him.
"What are you looking at!"
Tang Qinqin questioned in a low voice, gritting her teeth.
Looking at what?
Lin Yu was a bit bewildered.
I was just looking at your mom, what's wrong with that?
Is it a crime to look?
Harboring doubts about how he had angered Tang Qinqin, Lin Yu turned his head to look at Tang Yu again.
It wasn't until this moment that he realized what was wrong.
Tang Yu was wearing a V-neck loungewear.
This kind of clothing was actually fine when sitting or standing, with nothing inappropriate about it.
But right now, Tang Yu was lying on her side.
Under the pull of gravity, the neckline of her clothes revealed an untimely amount of cleavage.
In fact, it didn't expose much.
Nowadays on the streets, women casually exposed several times more than this.
But that wasn't the point.
Lin Yu gritted his teeth and decided not to explain.
It was just as well, saving him from having to put on an act in front of Tang Qinqin again.
Moreover, Tang Qinqin's kick had just woken Lin Yu up.
Nothing good ever came after this damn familiar feeling appeared; he'd better just slip away quickly.
Lest some other accident happen in a while.
Thinking this, Lin Yu stood up and planned to leave.
Before leaving, Lin Yu left behind a very bastardly remark.
"What's the big deal?"
"If I'm not allowed to look, I'll just leave."
After saying that, Lin Yu got off the kang and left the inner room.
Tang Qinqin was stunned for a good while after hearing these words.
She never expected Lin Yu to say such a jerkish thing.
After reacting, furious, she immediately jumped off the kang and chased after Lin Yu.
Lin Yu wasn't walking fast; before he could even walk out of the yard, he was stopped by Tang Qinqin.
Without a word, Tang Qinqin punched him hard in the chest.
It was a heavy punch, but Lin Yu could only take it.
He even wanted to add fuel to the fire to elevate Tang Qinqin's anger towards him.
But looking at Tang Qinqin's reddened eyes, he suddenly found himself unable to open his mouth.
The cold wind was bleak; the wind mixed with snow dust crashed around the small courtyard and finally swirled up.
Tang Qinqin had chased after him in such a hurry that she hadn't even put on her shoes. Wearing only a pair of not-so-thick cotton socks, she stood on the stone ground covered with a layer of snow dust.
She looked at Lin Yu and questioned him sadly and angrily:
"Lin Yu!"
"Are you crazy!"
"You were never like this before!"
As Tang Qinqin spoke, her tears fell uselessly.
She sniffled her red, crying nose, feeling that the Lin Yu in front of her was truly detestable.
She didn't like this Lin Yu who was gentle and serious on the surface, but acted like a bastard in the shadows.
She didn't understand where the Lin Yu she liked had gone.
That Lin Yu who seemed cheeky on the outside but was gentle and reliable on the inside...
...
Tang Qinqin's angry questioning reached Lin Yu's ears, making him freeze for a moment too.
His past self?
Thinking about the past, Lin Yu suddenly found it a bit funny, but he couldn't bring himself to laugh at all.
In the end, a sourness began to well up in his eyes.
Looking at Tang Qinqin, who was glaring at him sadly, seemingly wanting an answer.
Lin Yu restrained his facial expression, revealing a tinge of sadness.
He wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything at all.
He couldn't even utter the most basic apology.
So Lin Yu could only reach out his hand, wanting to pat Tang Qinqin's head, which had a few specks of snow dust on it, to show his apology.
"Slap!"
Tang Qinqin mercilessly swatted away the hand reaching for her head.
Now, Lin Yu couldn't say or do anything even more.
Straightening his body and stuffing his hands into his pockets, Lin Yu could only look at Tang Qinqin silently, secretly saying sorry in his heart.
Tang Qinqin ultimately did not get the answer she wanted.
Lin Yu walked away silently, hands in his pockets.
She was so angry she wanted to throw her shoes at him.
But she wasn't wearing shoes, so she improvised and grabbed a loose snowball.
She threw it fiercely, hitting Lin Yu right in the back of the head...
...
Leaving Tang Manman's house, Lin Yu hopped around, shaking out the freezing snow crumbs from his collar while thinking about what he should do next.
His original plan for today was to stay with Tang Manman.
But now she was asleep.
What should he do?
After thinking about it, Lin Yu made a decision.
Go to the hospital to see Xia Yueshan.
The doctor said he needed the company of acquaintances, to talk about past events to stimulate him and wake him up.
Yeah.
He and Xia Yueshan had indeed experienced many unknown things together.
Those topics should have some stimulating effect.
Hmm...
If he whispered in his ear that the homeless man had appeared again, would Xia Yueshan suddenly jump up?
Lin Yu imagined that scene and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Come to think of it.
That really wasn't entirely impossible!
Skipping all the way to the roadside, Lin Yu finally shook out most of the snow from his clothes.
That little brat Tang Qinqin threw quite accurately.
Lin Yu couldn't help but complain inwardly.
Standing by the side of the road, Lin Yu waited for a taxi to pass by and take him to the hospital.
After waiting for a while.
The taxi didn't come, but Lin Yu waited for something else instead.
The childish Makka Pakka ringtone rang from his padded jacket pocket.
Lin Yu had originally planned to change this crappy ringtone.
But on second thought.
Rounding it up.
Lin Yu felt that this crappy ringtone had practically saved his life.
Thinking of this, Lin Yu decided to keep it.
Now, as the childish Makka Pakka ringtone rang again, Lin Yu took out his phone and saw that it was a call from Qing Mo.
Lin Yu tapped his finger and answered the call.
"Hello?"
"What's up?"
Lin Yu put the phone to his ear and asked casually.
"Xu Mingyao sent me a message."
Qing Mo's voice came from the earpiece, carrying an unshakable hoarseness, speaking in a rather strange tone.
"Sent a message?"
"What did she send you?"
Lin Yu asked.
Before leaving at noon today, Lin Yu had specifically instructed Qing Mo to keep an eye on Xu Mingyao.
No matter what she said on the phone or what messages she sent, she had to report them to him.
Through the earpiece, Qing Mo's voice paused, as if she didn't know how to start.
A moment later, she said in a hoarse voice:
"She apologized to me."
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.
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!
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
