Su Yuyao kept her head down, her pale, creamy little hands nervously rubbing the hem of her shirt.
She looked up at her sister Qing Mo across the table.
Seeing the coldness in her brows, she felt even more heartbroken, her eyes turning red with grievance.
Qing Mo was silent for a long time before finally speaking in a cold voice, "I can't tell him about this."
After saying that, Qing Mo coldly added, "And I won't allow you to tell him either."
Su Yuyao snapped her head up, her tear-filled eyes looking at Qing Mo with confusion and hurt.
A warm tear slipped from the corner of Su Yuyao's eye.
Seeing her crying so sadly, Qing Mo couldn't bear it and added, "At least not right now."
"Why?" Su Yuyao sniffled softly, let out a sob, and asked, her aggrieved voice laced with tears.
Qing Mo remained silent for a moment before finally voicing her concerns. "Because he has recently encountered some things that hit him very hard."
"Not long ago, he even had suicidal thoughts."
Hearing this explanation, shock surfaced in Su Yuyao's teary eyes.
"So in the near future, I don't want him to be triggered again." Qing Mo looked at Su Yuyao and asked softly, "Do you understand what I mean?"
Su Yuyao's expression went blank and numb. As if she had lost her soul, she slowly lowered her head, her clear black and white eyes filled with panic and confusion about the future.
Su Yuyao's devastated expression made Qing Mo hesitant to continue.
But there were some things that, no matter how much Qing Mo didn't want to say, she had to.
"Yaoyao."
"Actually, no matter the outcome."
"Whether Lin Yu accepts you or not."
"You..."
At this point, Qing Mo paused. After reorganizing her words, she spoke again, "You shouldn't be tied down by it for the rest of your life."
"You are still young."
"You're only a senior in high school."
"You haven't even graduated yet."
"If you really do this."
"You won't have any freedom in the future."
Su Yuyao's lifeless eyes flickered.
How could she not know what Qing Mo was saying?
But...
...
It was a child who would one day crisply call her mom...
...
Under the envious and jealous gaze of the driver, Lin Yu acted like a smug big bad wolf with its tail in the air, triumphantly helping the two women out of the car.
After getting them all the way back to Xia Muzhu's house, Lin Yu tossed them onto the bed.
And took off everything that got in the way.
Afterwards, Lin Yu turned off the lights and smoothly slipped into bed between the two of them.
He put one arm around each, letting them lean softly against him.
Having done all this, it seemed like what should follow were some activities unsuitable for children.
But after a long time, nothing happened.
In the quiet room, aside from the steady breathing of the two women, there was only Lin Yu's sigh, full of exhaustion and helplessness.
Lying in bed, Lin Yu stared blankly into the empty darkness before him.
He just felt tired.
Really tired.
Lin Yu felt he was truly insatiable.
A life where he had a woman in each arm and didn't have to worry about food or drink.
Even an ancient emperor had it no better than this, right?
No!
If an emperor didn't want to be cursed at, he still had to diligently attend to state affairs, care for the common people, and balance the powers in the royal court.
But what about him?
Where did he have so many troublesome things to do?
Yeah.
It seemed his current life was really one he wouldn't trade even to be an emperor.
Then what are you still dissatisfied with, Lin Yu?
Why do you still feel so tired?
Are you just asking for it?
Are you just being overly dramatic?
Lin Yu questioned and cursed himself in his heart.
He tried to make himself understand that this current life was great.
So great that it couldn't get any better.
The kind of great you wouldn't trade for an emperor's throne.
So you should be content.
You should feel happy.
You shouldn't be making a fuss over nothing and feeling emotionally exhausted like you are now.
Yes.
Lin Yu silently told himself in his heart.
His current life was really amazing.
If he were a monkey.
Then he already possessed countless peaches, innumerable apples, and even several beautiful female monkeys for company.
They could swing through the jungle together.
Living freely and stylishly.
But on a quiet, lonely night.
The monkey would still miss that banana he yearned for the most, but had accidentally lost.
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?!
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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!
