When the two girls came out of the theater after watching the movie, it was already around 9 PM.
Xuan Ying looked exhausted and dispirited, while Zhao Yan sighed inwardly at the sight, thinking to herself, "Ah, poor child."
"Has he gone home already?"
At the entrance of the cinema, Xuan Ying looked around, and when she didn't see that familiar figure, her eyes reddened.
"He's probably gone back already."
Zhao Yan took out her phone, saw that Su Cheng hadn't replied to her message, and told Xuan Ying as she put her phone away.
"Is... is that so?"
Xuan Ying responded absent-mindedly, mumbling as if she hadn't clearly heard what Zhao Yan was saying.
Seeing her in such a dazed state, Zhao Yan felt sympathetic but could only remain silent.
"Let's go home!"
Xuan Ying took a deep breath. Although she felt like crying, she didn't want to lose face in front of Zhao Yan, so she suppressed her emotions and said softly.
"Mm."
Zhao Yan nodded and took out her phone again to call Sister Qin, whom she had met earlier today.
A cold wind swept by.
The breeze made Xuan Ying, who was only wearing a dress, shiver and hug her arms. Zhao Yan also felt the chill and quickly moved to take off her coat to put it around her.
Just as she extended her arm, she froze, because suddenly a figure had appeared behind Xuan Ying and draped his own coat over her shoulders.
"Ah!"
Xuan Ying felt the warmth and turned her head. When she saw who it was, her face immediately flushed red, and she avoided eye contact, unable to look at him directly.
"Th-thank you!"
She stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. If it weren't for her pleasant voice, it would have been impossible to hear.
"Don't mention it!"
It was Su Cheng. Seeing Xuan Ying looking cold, he had instinctively wanted to help her.
"Mm-hmm."
Xuan Ying nodded shyly, afraid to meet his gaze lest he notice something unusual about her. But she clutched the coat tightly as if afraid someone might take it away.
Her heart was rippling with emotions, beating rapidly.
At this moment, she felt incredibly sweet, happy, excited, and even somehow secure.
"Are you heading back?"
Su Cheng asked.
During the past two hours.
He had been elsewhere buying some food to store in his system space, and had only just returned.
Since the two girls had come to find him, he naturally wanted to make sure they got home safely.
"Yes, we called a car, we're about to leave."
Zhao Yan nodded, glancing at the coat on Xuan Ying.
"Then let me wait with you until your car arrives!"
Su Cheng nodded.
Xuan Ying remained silent, only gripping the coat more tightly, as if trying to hold onto it. Her lips were pressed together tightly, seemingly restraining something.
Yes, restraining the urge to smell the coat.
"Su Cheng, thank you for your help!"
Zhao Yan said to Su Cheng.
Looking at Xuan Ying's expression, she sighed inwardly, understanding why her friend was acting this way.
Disappointment, joy, nervousness, and that barely contained excitement.
And so, the three of them waited in an awkward atmosphere until a taxi arrived.
"We'll be going then."
Zhao Yan said to Su Cheng.
"Alright, goodbye."
Su Cheng smiled.
"See you Monday."
Zhao Yan finished, pulling Xuan Ying into the taxi.
"I'll wash it and return it to you on Monday."
Xuan Ying suddenly turned and said.
"Hm?"
Su Cheng paused, then smiled and said, "Alright, see you next week."
As the car started moving, he waved goodbye and watched them leave.
He wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but he felt the taxi driver's gaze on him was somewhat strange, making him feel uncomfortable.
"I didn't expect rich people to take taxis too,"
Su Cheng shook his head and remarked, then started walking toward his apartment.
However, when passing by the villa district, he suddenly stopped, planning to take a different route.
Because he saw a girl with golden twin tails wearing white knee-high socks. She was currently searching for something at the entrance of the villa district, looking very annoyed, even stamping her feet in frustration.
She looked quite cute like that.
But Su Cheng preferred to admire girls with such personalities from afar rather than approach them.
"Su Cheng?"
Unfortunately, the girl seemed to have spotted him and called out delightedly.
Su Cheng froze at the sound, forced to stop, thinking to himself: "How troublesome!"
"Psyduck, do you need something?"
Seeing the girl slowly approaching, Su Cheng put on a cold demeanor and asked.
The girl saw Su Cheng's attitude and put her hands on her hips, frowning, "Su Cheng!"
"My name is William Henry Cornelia, not Psyduck. That's very impolite of you!"
Cornelia, hearing Su Cheng call her Psyduck, became somewhat angry. She pouted, glared at Su Cheng, and said irritably.
"Alright, Cornelia, what do you need?"
Su Cheng asked impatiently.
"We're not close enough for you to address me so casually, are we?"
Cornelia pursed her lips, asking somewhat dissatisfied.
"Uh..."
Su Cheng felt helpless and asked, "Then how should I address you?"
"You can call me William."
Cornelia said seriously.
"Alright, William, do we have something to discuss?"
"I have a favor to ask!"
Cornelia quickly nodded and said, "The kids in your complex keep stealing my takeout. It's really annoying. Could you help me talk to their parents?"
"Why me?"
"Because I think Su Cheng is very reliable, and you're the only person I know here, plus you live in that complex."
"Me? Reliable?"
Su Cheng was stunned.
"Mm-hmm."
Cornelia nodded.
Su Cheng pointed at himself incredulously: "The confession maniac? Reliable? Are you sure?"
"You're not that at all. I saw the school paper on Friday and know you were being threatened!"
Cornelia finished speaking and looked at Su Cheng, her beautiful eyes full of hope.
Su Cheng was surprised, only now realizing that his "confession maniac" title had been pinned on Eddie by his classmates.
"Fine."
Su Cheng felt this wasn't really a big deal, so he nodded in agreement.
"Thank you so much, really!"
Cornelia was delighted and immediately took out a box of cookies from her pocket, offering them to Su Cheng: "This is all I have on me, please take it as thanks!"
Su Cheng looked at Cornelia with surprise but didn't reach for the cookies.
"Just take them since I'm giving them to you!"
Cornelia blushed, clearly embarrassed about giving cookies to a boy, and urged him.
"The cookies aren't necessary, it's just a small favor."
Su Cheng shook his head and continued, "So, do you know which family's children are stealing your takeout?"
"I..."
Cornelia paused, her hand holding the cookies suddenly becoming stiff.
"What about their appearance?"
Cornelia shook her head.
"Their clothes?"
Cornelia shook her head again.
True to her 4.5 intelligence.
Su Cheng was speechless, not knowing how to respond to the foolish girl before him.
"Ah, what should we do then?"
Cornelia became anxious, her beautiful eyes darting around, seemingly seeking Su Cheng's attention.
Su Cheng fell silent, looking at her with an expression reserved for those who needed special care.
At this point, Cornelia noticed Su Cheng's strange look and nervously asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"It's nothing,"
Su Cheng shook his head, put his hand in his back pocket, and pretended to take out a bottle of 'Eight Walnuts' drink, handing it to Cornelia, saying, "Here, take this."
"Huh?"
Cornelia instinctively took it, looked at it, and asked confusedly, "Why are you giving me a drink?"
"No reason. Check the security cameras or let me know when you see who it is clearly. I need to get home now!"
Su Cheng waved his hand and said.
"Eh?"
Cornelia was a bit dumbfounded, but she still nodded instinctively. Then, looking at the 'eight walnuts' and cookies in her hand, she muttered to herself: "How did he know I hadn't eaten dinner?"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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."
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.”
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
