A Certain Hotel
Su Cheng stepped out of the bathroom after his shower, drying his damp hair while gazing out the window.
The moment his phone had charged, some wicked woman had called him "hubby."
"OMG, SOS, fam, can you even?" he muttered to himself.
On top of that, he had just gotten in touch with Li Guanqi and learned they were staying in a villa just five kilometers away.
Cornelia, however, had gone radio silent.
No idea what she was up to.
Just as he finished drying his hair and was about to return the towel to the bathroom, he noticed a small card slipped under the door.
Curious, he bent down to pick it up. It read, "Returning Urban Beauty…" and at the bottom, a string of digits—a phone number.
"—xxxxxx."
"Tsk tsk…"
Su Cheng was about to toss it into the trash bin when, unexpectedly, there was a soft knock at the door. His eyes widened in shock. Was this some kind of high-tech, telepathic business card? He hadn’t even called, and yet service was already at his doorstep?
How absurd!
With a mix of bewilderment and caution, Su Cheng carefully opened the door.
To his surprise, it wasn’t some "mysterious card deliverer" but Gu Ruoxue standing there, arms crossed, her icy gaze fixed on the card in his hand.
Startled, he quickly tossed it into the bin and forced an awkward smile. "What’s up?"
Gu Ruoxue had her hair tied up in a neat bun, revealing her delicate oval face and slender, porcelain neck, giving her an effortlessly elegant aura.
"I’m not comfortable going out alone. How about hiring you as my bodyguard?" Her tone was calm, almost indifferent, as if she couldn’t care less whether he agreed or not.
"Sure, just give me a sec."
Su Cheng nodded, then grabbed a face mask, slipped on his shoes and socks, and topped it off with sunglasses and a baseball cap—making sure he wouldn’t be recognized before following Gu Ruoxue out.
Being spotted in his hometown would be disastrous. The hotel room had been booked under Gu Ruoxue’s name, so neither of them had needed to show ID.
……
They arrived at the hotel lobby.
Gu Ruoxue strode forward with confident steps, forcing Su Cheng to trail behind like a shadow. Her striking looks drew stares from everyone in the lobby.
In their elite school, her beauty was already top-tier, but in this rural town? It was like a celestial goddess had descended, captivating every onlooker—even the hotel manager shot Su Cheng an envious glance.
After all, a man and woman checking into a hotel together?
What else could they be but a couple?
Gu Ruoxue ignored the attention, breezing through the lobby and heading straight for the hotel’s souvenir shop.
The shop sold local specialties—homemade liquor, tea, beans, pastries, snacks, and gift sets.
Su Cheng had no clue why Gu Ruoxue wanted to buy this stuff, but as she meticulously examined the shelves, he plopped down on a sofa in the waiting area.
With the late hour, the shop was nearly empty. The murmurs of two clerks chatting in their local dialect filled the air, stirring an unexpected warmth in Su Cheng’s chest.
He glanced around, taking in the rows of shelves packed with knickknacks—small trinkets, local beverages, and regional-brand bottled water.
Meanwhile, Gu Ruoxue stood frozen in front of the pastry section, staring intently at a box of fragrant cakes. Her pink tongue darted out, lightly tracing her cherry-red lips as if savoring a childhood memory. The sheer focus on her face was downright adorable.
After a moment of hesitation, she grabbed a bag and began filling it with the cakes.
But then—she sensed eyes on her.
Their gazes locked.
Gu Ruoxue immediately withdrew her hand, pretending to browse casually while Su Cheng cursed inwardly.
Damn, shouldn’t have looked. Now he’d ruined her moment.
Who knew she could be this tsundere?
He averted his eyes and pulled out his phone.
A few seconds later, Gu Ruoxue peeked at him, confirmed he was distracted, and boldly returned to the cakes, stuffing a generous amount into her bag.
She’d eaten these before, and now, seeing them again, nostalgia had gotten the better of her.
Once satisfied, she moved on, leisurely wandering until she paused at a display of lightweight clay figurines.
"Miss, need any help?" A young woman crafting soft clay dolls greeted her.
"Does this one have licensing rights?"
Gu Ruoxue pointed at a chibi-style figurine—a tiny archer with closed eyes, mid-draw.
The resemblance was unmistakable: it was Su Cheng.
The clerk’s smile widened, though her face was pale, her frail health evident. "Yes, he’s aware and allows it."
Gu Ruoxue’s eyes flickered with interest. Then she noticed—subtle but there—the girl’s right leg was a silicone prosthetic. Realization dawned: this girl must be from the same orphanage as Su Cheng.
Nodding, Gu Ruoxue said softly, "Wrap this one up, please."
"Right away!"
The girl beamed, carefully packing the figurine into a box.
As she worked, she glanced toward Su Cheng’s direction, but the shelves blocked her view. Knowing he preferred to stay incognito, she said nothing more.
Handing the package over, she bowed slightly. "Here you go."
"How much?"
"Fifty yuan."
Gu Ruoxue’s brows rose. That was shockingly cheap—most figurines this detailed sold for at least a hundred. But she didn’t comment, simply paid and left, mixing the doll into her bag with the other purchases.
Su Cheng, lounging on the sofa with his legs crossed, spotted her and pocketed his phone. "All done?"
Gu Ruoxue nodded, then ignored him, marching to the checkout counter as if to say, "Don’t hover."
But Su Cheng followed anyway, curious about her choices. Maybe he could have similar items sent to school later.
Gu Ruoxue stiffened, shooting him a glare. "Following me to pay, are you?"
I thought these words would make Su Cheng back off, but unexpectedly, he pretended not to hear them. He tilted his head up, blew at his mask, and acted like he couldn’t care less.
This left Gu Ruoxue at a complete loss. She took a few deep breaths, silently praying that the cashier wouldn’t pull out the clay when ringing up the items—otherwise, she could just imagine the look on Su Cheng’s face.
Although the clay was packaged, the wrapping was a transparent plastic shell, making the shape inside clearly visible.
Unfortunately, fate had other plans. The moment she placed the bag on the counter, the cashier immediately began pulling out every item inside, weighing them and slapping on price tags.
She couldn’t bear to watch, covering her eyes in dismay.
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
