No Cilantro: [Photo]
No Cilantro: I ran into Brother Long too.
OnlyLoveNoCilantro @No Cilantro: Holy crap, who is the woman next to Brother Long?
OnlyLoveNoCilantro: Did Tang Manman grow up to look like this?
No Cilantro @OnlyLoveNoCilantro: Are you blind?
No Cilantro: You can tell at a glance that it's not Tang Manman.
No Cilantro: Also, I told you to change your name and this is what you change it to?
No Cilantro: Just wait until I get back. ()
Fried Chicken Salad Rice @No Cilantro: Wait.
Fried Chicken Salad Rice: Ignore him for now, what on earth is going on?
No Cilantro: I don't know, I ran into them at the botanical garden in Y City.
Jiu Li: Holy crap!
Jiu Li: Brother Long is two-timing!
Little T @Jiu Li: Can you stop talking nonsense?
Little T: Maybe they are just siblings?
Jiu Li @Little T: ?
Jiu Li: Take a good look.
Jiu Li: What kind of brother and sister hold hands with their fingers intertwined?
Little T: ...
Little T: You have a point.
Little Sheep Baa Baa @Jiu Li: I think you really shouldn't jump to conclusions.
Jiu Li: ?
Little Sheep Baa Baa: How do you know Brother Long is just two-timing?
Little Sheep Baa Baa: Maybe he hasn't even broken up with that girlfriend of his who had the great figure.
Jiu Li: ...
Jiu Li: That makes so much sense, I actually can't argue with that...
Thanks to this intimate photo of the two holding hands, the group chat became unusually lively.
All the ancient lurkers and long-time ghosts popped up, eagerly gathering to enjoy the gossip.
Only one ID, usually quite active, fell completely silent, not making a single peep for a long time...
...
Tao Yaoyao knelt on the floor, quietly cleaning up the scattered mess.
Early this morning, Xu Mingyao threw another massive tantrum right after waking up, smashing a lot of things, including her own phone.
Through the badly cracked phone screen, Tao Yaoyao saw the reason for Xu Mingyao's anger.
The woman she yearned for day and night, the one she worshipped as a goddess in her heart.
On the phone screen, she looked completely different.
She was still breathtakingly beautiful, but her face completely lacked the usual coldness she showed the world.
She was kneeling on a black carpet, her gorgeous black evening gown in complete disarray, revealing more than half of her bare shoulders.
The soft curves of her chest were half-hidden and half-exposed, incredibly alluring.
The photo was taken from a top-down perspective.
A simple glance was enough to tell that Qingmo was kneeling in front of the person taking the picture.
That person was pinching her chin with one hand, forcing her to lift her flushed face and look at him.
Look at the camera lens held in his other hand...
...
Tao Yaoyao knew how much Xu Mingyao liked her.
And she understood her fierce rage.
But...
Tao Yaoyao let out a silent, soft sigh in her heart.
With things like this, what she wanted to say would have to be delayed for a long time again.
Tao Yaoyao had been following Xu Mingyao since their second year of middle school.
As someone whom Xu Mingyao kept by her side almost constantly, she naturally received the most favor and affection from her.
However, compared to people like Ye You and Wang Yanyan, Tao Yaoyao hadn't accumulated any astonishing wealth.
The reason was simple.
Because Xu Mingyao rarely gave her cash; she only gave Tao Yaoyao one thing: a gold card with an astoundingly high credit limit.
To this day, Tao Yaoyao still didn't know what the maximum limit of that gold card was.
She had never been a big spender. If it weren't for Xu Mingyao's demands that she must buy luxury items so as not to embarrass her, Tao Yaoyao wouldn't even spend six thousand yuan a month.
But as all the Xu family's assets were frozen, everything vanished with the wind, and that gold card became a useless piece of plastic.
Still, after so many years, through some unspeakable games, various gifts, and money transfers.
More or less, Tao Yaoyao had managed to save up some money.
Last night, Tao Yaoyao secretly did the math. If she sold all her jewelry and luxury goods, she could scrape together around three million yuan.
Over three million.
To an ordinary person, this was already an incredibly immense fortune.
But for the current Tao Yaoyao, it felt a bit inadequate.
Although this sum seemed like a lot, if she factored in her plan to buy a decent apartment as a place to settle down, the money didn't seem so abundant anymore.
Housing prices weren't as high as they had been a few years ago.
But a premium apartment in a good location still required a considerable expense.
Tao Yaoyao herself would actually be fine with anything.
Let alone buying a house, even if she had to squeeze into a cheap apartment building with a monthly rent of eight hundred, she could still live perfectly well.
But Xu Mingyao couldn't.
She had been pampered since childhood.
Having her live in a regular apartment building from now on was already a grievance to her, let alone an ordinary or even shabby room.
Tao Yaoyao had also considered just renting a place forever.
But that wasn't a long-term solution after all.
Only by having a little nest of their own would they have a fallback for whatever happened.
Moreover, it wasn't just about planning for the future; just the current expense of staying in a hotel was becoming too much for Tao Yaoyao to bear.
At the time, in order to soothe Xu Mingyao's emotions and prevent her from shutting down because she couldn't immediately accept the massive drop in her standard of living.
Tao Yaoyao had specifically chosen this hotel, which was considered top-tier in S City and even globally.
It was precisely so Xu Mingyao could stabilize her emotions in peace and slowly accept reality.
The accommodation fees here were extremely high; just one day and night cost over twenty thousand yuan.
Tao Yaoyao had originally planned to stay with Xu Mingyao for a period of time.
Once her emotions stabilized, she would tell her the truth, then take her away from this terrifyingly expensive hotel to buy a house, or rent a place to settle down for the time being.
But Lin Yu's continuous provocations made Xu Mingyao's already unstable emotions even more volatile.
How could Tao Yaoyao dare to bring up changing hotels with her now?
She could only postpone the matter once again.
And silently pray in her heart.
Pray that Lin Yu wouldn't provoke Xu Mingyao like this anymore...
...
After cleaning up the mess on the floor, Tao Yaoyao looked at the damaged items, her mood growing even heavier.
She didn't know how much extra money they would have to compensate the hotel when it was time to check out.
Hopefully, it wouldn't be too much.
Oh, right.
Before leaving, Tao Yaoyao suddenly remembered something.
She returned to the room and, while Xu Mingyao was still asleep, secretly took her phone to go to the mobile shop downstairs to replace the screen for her...
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.
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.”
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...
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
