"Get on!"
Lin Yu mounted the motorcycle and shouted toward Gu Yue, who was still frozen in the depths of the alley.
"Oh, okay."
The purple-haired delinquent girl was clearly still in shock. After Lin Yu's call, she hurriedly complied, carefully stepping over the groaning bodies strewn across the ground.
As she passed the obese man in a grimy sweat-stained shirt, whether intentionally or accidentally, her small leather shoe landed squarely on his greasy, pudgy face. She gave it a sharp twist before quickly running over to Lin Yu.
Once Gu Yue was settled behind him, Lin Yu twisted the throttle and sped off with her...
...
Maintaining a steady speed, they arrived at the seaside. Lin Yu parked the motorcycle, removed his helmet, and gazed at the boundless ocean.
It was a little past four in the afternoon, the early hours of dusk. The golden sun had shed its blinding intensity, now radiating a sacred warmth, casting a brilliant shimmer across the sea's surface.
The sea breeze brushed against his face, filling Lin Yu with an unprecedented sense of peace.
"You did well today."
Leaning against the roadside railing, Lin Yu turned to Gu Yue with a bright smile and gave her a thumbs-up.
Gu Yue looked like a ghoul straight out of A Chinese Ghost Story—her heavy makeup had completely melted from tears, smearing into a grotesque mess. The black eyeliner had mixed with her tears, leaving dark streaks down her face, making her truly resemble a ghost.
Yet her eyes were striking. The golden sea reflected in her focused gaze, softening the image of the person she was looking at.
"Since you performed so well today, the matter between you and Tang Manman..."
At this, Lin Yu's smile vanished instantly. His expression turned icy as he said,
"Of course, it’s not just going to be swept under the rug!"
"What’s wrong with you? How could you be so cruel?"
"Huh?"
Lin Yu jabbed his index finger against Gu Yue’s forehead in frustration.
"Bullying Tang Manman is one thing—a little lesson would’ve been enough. But scheming to take nude photos of her? What kind of sick idea is that?"
"You left her no way out."
"Were you trying to ruin her life?"
Gu Yue hung her head, obediently enduring Lin Yu’s scolding, and whispered an apology:
"I’m sorry."
"Listen up!"
"This isn’t over!"
Lin Yu glared at her, his voice laced with a threatening edge.
"From now on, you’re responsible for protecting Tang Manman at school. If anything happens to her, I’m coming for you first!"
Gu Yue gave a small nod. Under the dazzling golden light of the sunset, the brightness in her eyes dimmed slightly, the corners glistening with faint, barely noticeable moisture.
"However."
Lin Yu’s tone shifted abruptly, his warm smile returning as he said,
"I believe in rewarding good behavior too."
"You messed up, so I had to teach you a lesson. But today, you did something great."
As he spoke, he began unzipping his jacket, adding,
"So I’m going to reward you properly."
Gu Yue stared blankly as Lin Yu pulled down his zipper, her mind struggling to process what was happening.
Reward me?
Reward me with what?
Why are you taking off your clothes for a reward?
Who exactly is this reward for?
Are you rewarding yourself?!
...
...
Well… it’s not like I’d say no...
Soon, the bare skin of Gu Yue’s neck—untouched by makeup—turned a faint pink. As the shock in her eyes gradually gave way to a bashful, expectant shyness, Lin Yu suddenly stopped.
With his zipper only halfway down, he reached inside his jacket. When his hand reemerged, it was clutching a thick stack of hundred-yuan bills.
Lin Yu eyed the money that the second female lead, Xia Muzhu, had forcefully shoved at him earlier. Judging by the thickness, it was probably around three thousand yuan. After a brief consideration, he shoved the entire wad into Gu Yue’s hands and said,
"Take this. Work for me, and I won’t treat you unfairly."
"From now on, look out for Tang Manman at school. Make sure no one messes with her."
"But don’t overstep. Don’t interfere too much in her life either."
Lin Yu added the last part with a stern warning.
Gu Yue accepted the cash, her expression unreadable—somewhere between disappointment and reluctant gratitude. Finally, she nodded and forced a faint smile.
"Don’t worry, Brother Long. I’ll take good care of my sister-in-law!"
Lin Yu’s arm, which had been resting on the railing, slipped, nearly sending him tumbling to the ground. Regaining his balance, he shot Gu Yue a glare and snapped furiously,
"She’s not your sister-in-law! Call her that again, and I’ll punch you into next week!"
He shook a clenched fist in front of her face, his menacing expression leaving no doubt about his seriousness.
Gu Yue shrank back, nodding timidly.
Rolling his eyes, Lin Yu ignored her and turned back to the golden sea, letting the cool ocean breeze wash over him as he emptied his mind.
Lin Yu saw only one breathtaking view before him—the ocean. But in Gu Yue’s eyes, there were two. Most of the time, she gazed at the sea, distracted. Occasionally, her eyes would flicker sideways, stealing greedy glances before snapping back to the golden waves in feigned innocence.
And when her emotions stirred again, she’d let her gaze drift just a little longer...

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...

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)

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

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.”