"You're too thin! Eat more from now on!" Li Ming's voice rang in Xia Hong's ear.
Only then did Xia Hong realize that she was being held horizontally in Li Ming's arms. One of his hands went through under her armpit to support her, and the other went under her legs. She was completely being carried in a princess - carry!
Xia Hong really blushed this time! Don't be fooled by her usual bold and unrestrained demeanor, sexy and unconventional dressing style, and the red - soled high - heeled shoes she wore every day, along with her tendency to say some explicit things. In fact, she was still an innocent young girl!
Xia Hong nervously grabbed Li Ming's clothes, trying her best not to show her nervousness too obviously. She said stubbornly,
"I'm just slender! What do you know! Stop holding me like this. Are you going to keep doing this? Put me down quickly! Do you still want to eat or not?"
Looking at Xia Hong with a slightly red face, Li Ming let out a hearty laugh. He never thought that Xia Hong, who always had an air of a mature and confident woman, could also be shy.
He gently put Xia Hong on the ground, then picked up the mop beside him to wipe the water off the floor. After that, he left the kitchen, having accomplished his task.
At this moment, Xia Hong looked at the palm - shaped watermarks on her upper and lower body. She stamped her foot in a fit of pique.
"This little hooligan! He really knows how to take advantage. He doesn't give me any leeway at all."
Xia Hong then recalled Li Ming's broad and strong arms. When he held her, she felt like a human pendant. She never expected that his body, which didn't look particularly muscular, could have so much strength!
What a well - built man! Thinking of this, Xia Hong's cheeks felt a little hot.
However, she knew the relationship between Lin Xi and Li Ming. She also knew that Li Ming was sent to this prison by his parents to develop a relationship with Lin Xi. So, her face suddenly darkened.
Xia Hong patted the watermarks on her body, stopped thinking about it, and picked up the ingredients to start cooking.
Before long, Xia Hong walked over with a plate of delicious - looking fried rice, swaying her slender waist.
"Eat, eat! This is what a real fried rice with eggs should be like."
Xia Hong sat across from Li Ming. Seeing the surprised look on Li Ming's face, she couldn't help but smile proudly.
"Delicious, really delicious! Sister Hong, whoever marries you will be so lucky!" Li Ming took the plate. The aroma of the fried rice made his mouth water. He couldn't wait to pick up the spoon and start eating. While eating, he didn't forget to praise Xia Hong.
Li Ming thought Xia Hong would be extremely delighted and break into a big smile after his praise.
However, to his surprise, Xia Hong, who had been smiling just now, suddenly looked downcast. A flash of sadness crossed her face.
Li Ming naturally didn't miss this change in Xia Hong's expression. He realized that he might have said something wrong and quickly said,
"Sister Hong, did I... say something wrong? You seem to be unhappy all of a sudden."
Hearing this, Xia Hong waved her hand and quickly regained her smile.
"It's nothing. I just remembered some unbearable past..."
Seeing this, Li Ming wasn't in a hurry to eat anymore. He suddenly had a strong urge to know about Xia Hong's so - called past.
He knew that Xia Hong used to be a top student and had better development and prospects outside. But for some unknown reason, she suddenly faded into obscurity. Instead of living a glorious life outside, she came to this women's prison to work as a prison doctor.
It was a huge drop that most people couldn't accept, but Xia Hong seemed to enjoy it. She spent her days in the prison leisurely, looking like she was really enjoying life.
However, Li Ming keenly sensed that Xia Hong didn't really want to be in the prison. There must be some hidden reason behind it!
Li Ming hesitated for a moment. Seeing that Xia Hong wanted to gloss over the matter again, he thought for a while and then used his skill on Xia Hong!
The sincere shall be blessed!
As Li Ming's mind moved, the skill landed on Xia Hong.
Xia Hong, who had just wanted to stop the topic, suddenly felt extremely aggrieved and couldn't help but pour it out! And Li Ming was a man she had a good impression of. Somehow, she thought Li Ming was very reliable.
After much hesitation, she let out a long sigh.
"What's wrong, Sister Hong! You can tell me about your past. I'm very tight - lipped. You'll definitely feel better after sharing it. Otherwise, keeping it all inside might make you sick!" Li Ming looked at Xia Hong with a smile. He knew the skill had taken effect.
"Come on! You're the one who'll get sick from keeping things in!" Xia Hong gave Li Ming a disdainful look. Then she lay on the dining table, propped her chin on her arm, and opened the dusty memories.
"Well! I almost got married before! It was just a hair's breadth away... He also praised my cooking and said that whoever married me would be very lucky. So when you said that, it brought back old memories."
"Are you men all so good at sweet - talking to girls?" Xia Hong pointed at Li Ming's lips that could so easily utter sweet words.
"Hey! I'm not like that. Your cooking is really delicious. I'm just echoing what he said." Li Ming said with a grin.
Xia Hong didn't believe it and waved her index finger at Li Ming.
Li Ming didn't mind and continued to ask,
"What happened later! Why did you say you almost got married..."
Hearing this, Xia Hong's face showed some pain again, but this time she didn't try to change the topic. Instead, she recalled and slowly began to speak,
"Later... We got engaged... He was also a doctor, and a highly - skilled chief surgeon. On the day of our engagement... We went to a bridal shop to try on wedding dresses. He suddenly got a phone call."
"It was from the hospital. A patient had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and needed an emergency operation. And the patient's status was extraordinary. He had to perform the operation with the hospital's top doctors. He had already taken a leave..."
"But... Under the pressure from those people, he decided to go back for the operation. I was still in my wedding dress, and he didn't wait for me. He drove back to the hospital alone."
"At that time, I didn't think much of it. I tried on one wedding dress after another in the bridal shop. When I changed back into my own clothes, I found more than a dozen missed calls from the hospital on my phone."
"I was shocked and quickly called back, but what I heard..."
"... was the news of his car accident!"
As she said this, Xia Hong's face suddenly turned pale, and her expression was full of horror. It was as if the scene was right in front of her eyes, and she couldn't stop trembling.
Li Ming quickly held her trembling hand on the dining table and comforted her,
"It's okay, it's all in the past... The dead can't come back. It's been so long. You should let it go. His spirit in heaven wouldn't want to see you like this. He definitely hopes you can live a happy life."
Hearing this, Xia Hong shook her head. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she continued sadly,
"At that time... He didn't die..."
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.”
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
