To be honest.
Lin Yu really hadn't planned for things to turn out this way.
He just thought everyone could meet up, get to know each other, and look out for one another when Xia Yueshan eventually came charging over.
But how did things end up like this?
Lying in bed, Lin Yu felt a bit bewildered by the three delicate bodies sprawled out beside him.
Oh.
Right.
It all started after they left the mall yesterday.
Yesterday, they had met up.
Walked around.
Gotten acquainted with each other, and the atmosphere was quite nice.
Having achieved the goal of getting to know each other, everyone was supposed to go their separate ways and head home to their mothers.
However, as early as dinner that afternoon, Lin Yu had already promised his evening away as a reward.
After all, you can't ask a horse to run without feeding it, right?
Troubling Qing Mo like this, he had to give her a whip...
Bah!
He had to give her a sweet treat!
As a result, Xia Muzhu went to her home, Tang Manman went to hers, and he followed Qing Mo back to her grand villa.
When they parted ways, everything was perfectly normal.
Although Xia Muzhu and Tang Manman didn't look too pleased when they saw him leaving with Qing Mo.
But thinking about it, that was normal.
Even though everyone had accepted this kind of arrangement and knew the score.
But when it actually happened right in front of their eyes, they were bound to feel a little emotional.
Thinking back on it now, maybe Tang Manman and Xia Muzhu hadn't actually gone home after he and Qing Mo left, but instead stayed together, feeling gloomy.
Two defeated underdogs huddling together.
Perhaps they gave each other courage.
Or maybe one of them raised a finger and, struck by a sudden inspiration, declared, "I have a great idea."
Anyway, no matter what happened between the two of them, or what bizarre emotional journey they went through.
The final result was that the two of them asked him for Qing Mo's address.
And then Xia Muzhu drove them over in a blazing hurry.
As for what happened next, it wasn't exactly smooth sailing.
When the two arrived at Qing Mo's villa and witnessed the tip of the iceberg of Qing Mo's immense wealth for the first time, they couldn't help but feel timid and reserved.
But as for the reason they came.
Lin Yu knew it perfectly well.
I originally had no intention of doing this.
But when they deliver themselves right to my door, wouldn't it be unromantic of me not to take a bite?
Afterwards...
Ummm...
It turned into this.
However, he was definitely right about one thing.
Under these unusual circumstances, he was just barely able to handle the workload.
Although he was a bit flustered at first, once he got used to it, he managed to cope.
Speaking of which.
Why did it feel like anyone could bully Qing Mo when she was in bed?
Recalling last night's experience, Lin Yu wanted to laugh.
After going through something like this, Xia Muzhu and Tang Manman surely wouldn't feel she was unapproachable just because of her seemingly aloof exterior.
Not bad, not bad.
Everyone getting along harmoniously and loving each other is for the best!
Looking at the three sleeping soundly beside him, a wicked idea suddenly popped into Lin Yu's mind.
He thought of someone.
It would be a real pity not to let her admire such a wonderful scene.
With this in mind, Lin Yu got out of bed, gently moved the three of them closer together, and covered their bodies with the quilt, leaving only their three heads exposed.
Looking at it this way, anyone who didn't know the truth would just think these three were good friends, besties.
After all, it's perfectly normal for close female friends to occasionally sleep in the same bed.
But if Xu Mingyao, who knew the inside story, saw it.
Hehe.
She wouldn't die of anger, would she?
Ummm...
It's better if she doesn't die.
The big show hasn't even started yet!
The fall of a pristine first love is certainly heartbreaking.
But the betrayal of someone who has accompanied you for a long time, never leaving or forsaking you, without complaint or regret—that is the real sharp blade piercing the heart!
The good show hasn't even begun!
This kind of plot is the most common in NTR comics, but it's also the most classic, and equally the most devastating!
Sigh.
Back when he used to stay up all night reading those, he probably never imagined that one day he would become this kind of home-wrecker himself, right?
He breathed out softly.
Since things had already come to this, Lin Yu didn't want to overthink it anymore.
There was no need to add to his worries.
Lin Yu hopped out of bed, fished his phone out of his padded jacket pocket, and paced around the bed. After finding the best angle, he tapped the screen and snapped a photo.
After texting it to Xu Mingyao, Lin Yu put his phone down in satisfaction.
As for what to do next...
Lin Yu stroked his chin, and Wicked Idea Number Two surfaced in his mind.
If he just sneaked away like this, it would be hilarious to see them staring blankly at each other when they woke up.
Lin Yu felt this was a genuinely great idea.
But actually running away wouldn't do.
He could just hide outside the room, drink some coffee, eat some breakfast, and so on.
Thinking of this, Lin Yu put on his clothes and pants. After checking Qing Mo's phone to make sure it wasn't on silent, he turned the volume up to the maximum, placed it under the bed, and quietly slipped away.
As he reached the door, Lin Yu paused and looked back at the three women on the bed.
Seeing the three of them unconsciously huddling together in an even more intimate sleeping posture, Lin Yu felt his teeth heat up and quickly bared them in a wide grin to let them breathe.
He wondered what kind of expressions they would have when they woke up and faced each other.
It was really something to look forward to.
With a wicked smirk on his lips, Lin Yu pushed the door open, stepped out, and gently closed it behind him...
...
In the silent room, everything was still. Only the steady, rhythmic, and barely audible breathing of the three people could be heard, painting a picture of tranquility.
On the alluring large bed, the three women slept soundly.
Tang Manman was the first to notice something was wrong.
In her groggy state, she furrowed her delicate brows, feeling that the chest she was leaning against was a bit too high and far too soft.
But overall, it was still quite comfortable.
And it smelled wonderful~
Eh?
Wonderful?
Lin Yu did smell nice, but he had never smelled this fragrant!
Just as Tang Manman vaguely realized something was amiss.
A melodious phone ringtone echoed from beneath them at maximum volume.
The sudden noise made all three of them frown, and they groggily opened their eyes one after another in displeasure...
...

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!

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.”

nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...