After a simple greeting, Tang Manman noticed that neither of them showed any sign of heading out to shop. She immediately understood that someone was still missing.
As for who was missing, Tang Manman naturally knew, and she couldn't help but shoot Lin Yu a faint, resentful glare.
Lin Yu, standing to the side, completely ignored Tang Manman's resentful gaze.
He kept his eyes fixed straight ahead, waiting for Xia Muzhu's arrival.
You have got to be kidding.
How could you build a harem if you had thin skin?
A moment later, Xia Muzhu emerged from the nearby parking lot.
Seeing the three of them standing in a row, she paused, a look of slight surprise crossing her face.
But she quickly accepted the reality of the situation. A slightly awkward yet polite smile appeared on her face as she slowly walked over.
Xia Muzhu had never been the type to fight or hold grudges.
Facing Qing Mo, apart from her initial awe at her beauty, she didn't think too much of it.
Besides, compared to the other two, she had an outstanding feature that they could only dream of matching.
This gave her a lot of underlying confidence.
As for what that outstanding feature was, the first thing Tang Manman and Qing Mo saw was Xia Muzhu, and the very second thing they saw was that!
It couldn't be helped.
It was simply too eye-catching!
Tang Manman and Xia Muzhu were already acquaintances.
They exchanged a glance and a smile, which served as their greeting.
Then, Xia Muzhu shifted her gaze to Qing Mo.
Qing Mo sensibly reached out her hand first, a polite, faint smile playing on her lips as she said:
"Lin Yu must have mentioned me to you, right?"
"I am Qing Mo."
Xia Muzhu nodded, reaching out to shake Qing Mo's hand.
"He did."
"I didn't expect you to be so beautiful."
"I'm Xia Muzhu."
After the brief introductions, the three of them quickly fell into a state of having absolutely nothing to say to each other.
To avoid the awkwardness, Lin Yu hurriedly ushered the three of them into the mall to go shopping.
On the way, Lin Yu kept his hands firmly stuffed in his pockets.
He had no choice.
After all, he only had two hands, but three girlfriends. Under normal circumstances, he simply couldn't manage!
What?
Under abnormal circumstances?
Lin Yu looked down, took a glance, sniffled, and then looked back up.
Under abnormal circumstances, it would be a perfect fit.
It just might be a bit of a busy workout.
Anyway.
In broad daylight.
To avoid showing favoritism, Lin Yu could only hide his hands in his winter coat pockets, treating the three of them with a different kind of fairness.
Tang Manman didn't have much money and had never been to luxury boutiques to buy bags or clothes.
Xia Muzhu's financial situation was decent, but being practical, she rarely bought luxury goods with such high brand markups.
As for Qing Mo?
Heh.
Money was nothing but a number to her.
As such, the task of guiding the other two in buying clothes and bags naturally fell onto Qing Mo's shoulders.
Entering a luxury store, Lin Yu turned to Qing Mo and said:
"Help the two of them look around and see what outfits work best."
Qing Mo, who had almost never served anyone else before, gladly accepted Lin Yu's request.
She began looking for suitable outfits for the two.
Lin Yu sat down on a sofa nearby. Watching Qing Mo, Tang Manman, and Xia Muzhu getting along so peacefully, he couldn't help but smile.
How wonderful.
This was how life should be.
An acre of good land, a wooden cabin, three wives, and an uncountable amount of savings.
Yes.
A simple and peaceful life like this was just fine.
Lounging comfortably on the luxury store's plush sofa, Lin Yu picked up the coffee brought by the shop assistant, took a gentle sip, and watched the three of them busy themselves with a smile.
However, Lin Yu soon noticed that Tang Manman's expression was a bit off.
She looked somewhat uncomfortable and constrained.
She frequently shot him glances asking for help.
Just as Lin Yu was wondering what was wrong, she secretly sneaked over, bent down close to him, and whispered:
"The things here are so expensive!"
"Let's go buy from somewhere else."
Seeing Tang Manman's petty, money-pinching demeanor, Lin Yu, who already knew exactly how to handle her, didn't panic at all.
He reached out and gently pinched her soft cheek, lowering his voice to speak softly:
"It's fine."
"Buy whatever catches your eye."
"Hubby will pay for it."
Tang Manman was reluctant to spend money on these highly marked-up luxury items.
But it wasn't just her own money she was reluctant to part with.
She also couldn't bear to let Lin Yu waste his money on these things.
Simply put.
She just felt that spending so much money on these things was inappropriate!
Way too inappropriate!
Yet Lin Yu still managed to persuade her.
More accurately, he dazed her.
In Lin Yu's last sentence, compared to the words pay for it which were enough to make most women beam with joy.
Tang Manman cared more about the first word.
Hubby!
Hearing Lin Yu actually refer to himself as her husband.
A rush of joy went straight to Tang Manman's brain. In a sweet, honey-like daze, Tang Manman felt that nothing else mattered anymore.
Who cares if it was appropriate or not.
Who cares about getting ripped off.
I will do whatever you want!
"Alright, go hurry and pick things out with them."
Seeing that he had swayed Tang Manman, Lin Yu rubbed her cheek again and told her to go back and choose the things she liked.
When it came to handling Tang Manman, Lin Yu had her wrapped around his little finger.
If Qing Mo and Xia Muzhu hadn't already noticed them, Lin Yu could have used a light kiss as a finishing move, and Tang Manman would have been willing to commit murder for him!
Under Qing Mo's recommendations, the two of them each bought some quite expensive bags.
When it was time to check out, Qing Mo walked up to the counter. Just as she was about to pull out her phone to pay, a figure appeared beside her and said smoothly:
"I'll get it."
With that, Lin Yu pulled out an unlimited-balance black card from his pocket, one that Qing Mo was very familiar with, and handed it to the terrified and reverent shop assistant.
Qing Mo looked at his smug, shameless appearance, feeling a bit speechless but also finding it somewhat amusing.
Perhaps noticing Qing Mo's gaze, Lin Yu turned to look at her. With a forced, magnanimous smile that looked incredibly cheeky no matter how you looked at it, he said:
"No need to worship me."
"From now on, I'll provide for you!"
Qing Mo completely lost her composure and burst out laughing...
...
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
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.”
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.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
