Su Cheng rubbed his temples in exasperation, staring at the junior who had just handed him a "nice guy" card. "Alright, I'm not interested in you," he said dryly. "But I’ll make sure the chocolates reach the Su Cheng you mentioned. Stop overthinking it."
He extended his hand, signaling for her to hand over the chocolates.
"Huh? W-what do you mean you're not interested? Sorry, but your 'playing hard to get' act is really weak!"
The girl clearly didn’t believe a word he said. After huffing a few times, she finally passed him two neatly wrapped boxes of chocolates, adding, "Make sure you give them to him personally, okay?"
With that, she skipped away cheerfully.
"……"
Su Cheng silently watched her retreating figure before glancing down at the three exquisitely packaged chocolates now cradled in his arms. He sighed helplessly.
Seems his charm was indeed as overwhelming as the school forums claimed—so much so that even juniors were now actively chasing him down to deliver chocolates.
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"Weiyang, where’s your chocolate?"
Her friend had just finished writing a card and stepped out, chocolate in hand, only to find Weiyang lounging on a chair, swinging her fair legs leisurely, looking utterly pleased with herself.
But the chocolates she had just bought were nowhere in sight.
"There!" Weiyang tilted her chin toward the doorway. "Already delivered."
"What?! You said you were going to his classroom to hand them to Su Cheng personally! How did you just 'deliver' them?" Her friend gasped, scanning the surroundings in shock. "Wait—did you just see Senior Su Cheng?"
Weiyang burst into laughter, clutching her stomach as she doubled over, completely abandoning any pretense of ladylike grace.
"Hey, what’s so funny? I’m serious!" Her friend glared sternly. "Tell me, where’s Senior Su Cheng?"
"Stop looking, he’s already gone," Weiyang straightened up, gazing toward the distant entrance with a mischievous giggle. "He left ages ago."
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Meanwhile, as Su Cheng entered the school building with his armful of chocolates, he noticed something odd.
Dozens of girls in white uniforms kept passing by him—some nervously tiptoeing away, others scurrying off with flushed cheeks. The whole spectacle left him baffled.
Were they all delivering chocolates to upperclassmen?
Given his recent experience, it seemed highly likely.
Soon, he reached his classroom door—only to nearly collide with a sprinting girl. He dodged just in time, narrowly avoiding knocking her over.
And she looked familiar.
Wasn’t she the same girl who’d mocked him earlier while buying chocolates?!
"Sorry, Senior!"
Without stopping or even glancing at him, she dashed off, leaving behind only a faint, lingering fragrance.
Su Cheng shook his head and stepped inside—only to freeze at the sight of his desk piled high with chocolates. His mind flooded with confusion.
His classmates noticed his return. The boys wore mixed expressions, eventually settling into envy-laced resentment. The girls, however, barely reacted, as if this were entirely expected.
Li Guanqi glanced at the three chocolates in Su Cheng’s arms before calmly returning to her book.
"Look who’s back—the ultra-popular heartthrob, with even more chocolates in hand," Wang Guancong teased from the back row, his tone dripping with envy.
"Shut it. Here, take this."
Su Cheng tossed him a store-bought chocolate, then handed the "payment" from the earlier girl to Gao Ye.
"Whoa! I got a chocolate from Su Cheng!" Wang Guancong leapt up, immediately drawing Xuan Ying’s burning glare of jealousy.
Gao Ye smirked at his own chocolate. "Now this is a trophy worth bragging about."
Ignoring them, Su Cheng slumped into his seat, staring despairingly at the mountain of chocolates.
How was he supposed to deal with all this?
He couldn’t just openly stash them in his system inventory—he’d need a whole sack for that.
As he pondered, Wang Guancong’s next remark nearly made him faceplant onto the desk—
"Hey, what if I auctioned this on Xianyu? Label it ‘Chocolate Gifted by Su Cheng’—bet it’d sell for a fortune."
Xuan Ying’s ears perked up at this. She whipped around, eyes gleaming as if urging, Do it! Do it!
But Wang Guancong promptly doused her hopes.
"Just kidding. Friendship’s priceless, after all."
Xuan Ying deflated in disappointment.
"I’m going to grab a big bag from the store," Su Cheng announced, standing up to make his escape under the pretense of fetching supplies.
Once outside, he pulled out his phone and texted Li Guanqi:
"Responding to all these chocolates would cost a ton of time and money, right?"
He was genuinely stumped. Reciprocating meant buying chocolates of equal value—some cheap, others costing hundreds or even thousands. All together, it’d easily run into tens of thousands.
Li Guanqi replied: "No need to worry about costs. We can spend a weekend making them by hand. I think they’d appreciate homemade chocolates even more."
Handmade… Su Cheng marveled at her cleverness. That would slash expenses to a minimum.
But the other part—responding—was still a massive drain on energy.
He typed again: "How about I handle the replies?"
Li Guanqi: "Nope. You already promised. Leave it all to me."
Su Cheng had no rebuttal. She’d foreseen this scenario—earlier, when he’d only received a few chocolates, she’d suddenly made this request.
Back then, he’d never imagined the deluge to come, so he’d agreed without hesitation.
Sighing, he pocketed his phone, regretting his naivety. If I’d known it’d be this much, I wouldn’t have agreed.
As he passed the archery club, he walked in without thinking.
Class was still a while off.
And since he’d "borrowed" a flower from President Ji earlier, it was only polite to drop by.
"Here to see President Ji again?"
"Yeah. Is she in?"
"She is."
After exchanging greetings with the club members, he headed toward the training hall. As he raised his hand to knock on the ornate wooden door, a thought crossed his mind—
Will President Ji give me chocolates too?
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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.
