Jiangcheng International Airport, Terminal 3.
Partings are always accompanied by tears, especially for an old father.
"Xiao Chen, the weather is dry over in the capital. Remember to make Wanwan drink plenty of water."
"Also, if she isn't used to the food in the school cafeteria, take her out for something nice. If you don't have enough money, just tell Uncle."
"If anyone bullies her..."
Lin Shuxian held Chen Zhi's hand, rambling on endlessly.
Chen Zhi held back a smile and nodded solemnly. "Uncle, don't worry. If Wanwan loses even a single hair, I'll bring you my head."
"Shoo, shoo, what's all this about bringing heads? It's bad luck." Lin Shuxian sniffled, turned to look at his daughter, and opened his arms for a hug.
However, Lin Wanwan merely gave her father's shoulder a perfunctory pat. "Dad, we have to line up for security. We're leaving now. Remember to send my living expenses on time."
With that, the girl grabbed Chen Zhi and ran toward the security checkpoint without looking back.
Lin Shuxian froze in place, sighing as he watched his daughter's receding figure. "Little ingrate. Gets a boyfriend and forgets her dad."
...
For this trip to the capital, their first-class tickets were sponsored by Lin Shuxian.
In Lao Lin's words: "You can be frugal at home, but you should travel in comfort. My daughter has never flown economy in her life."
The plane took off smoothly, piercing through the clouds.
The first-class cabin was very quiet, and the flight attendant thoughtfully brought over slippers and blankets.
Lin Wanwan reclined her seat a bit and stretched comfortably.
With her movement, her white T-shirt rode up slightly, revealing a stretch of fair, slender waist.
Chen Zhi kept his eyes straight ahead as he helped cover her with the blanket, casually giving her waist a gentle squeeze.
It felt fantastic—soft, tender, and perfectly bouncy.
"Hooligan," Lin Wanwan said, swatting his hand away.
She took off her mask, revealing a delicate little face.
After the baptism of this summer vacation, the girl's aura had indeed changed. Previously, she had the pure and sunny vibe of a girl next door; now, she had an added touch of confidence and poise. Every gesture she made carried a bit of a celebrity's flair.
The championship title of The Voice of China held a lot of weight. Coupled with her god-given beautiful face, her Weibo followers had already surpassed a million before the grand finale even finished broadcasting.
Now, when she walked on the street, she would occasionally be recognized.
"Sigh, it's going to be hard to go to a street stall and grab skewers with you in the future." Chen Zhi leaned back in his seat, feigning regret. "Big star, do I have to be your bodyguard from now on?"
"Absolutely," Lin Wanwan said, lifting her chin proudly. Then, she mysteriously pulled a delicate dark blue box out of her small backpack. "Hold out your hand."
"What for?"
"Cut the chatter. Left hand!"
Chen Zhi obediently held out his left hand.
Lin Wanwan opened the box, revealing two watches resting quietly inside.
They were from Longines' Master Collection, featuring the classic barleycorn dial, blue steel hands, and an exquisite moon phase display.
The eight-hand moon phase was an advanced entry-level mechanical watch—understated, yet exuding an elegant nobility.
Lin Wanwan took out the men's watch, grabbed Chen Zhi's wrist, and earnestly put it on him, carefully adjusting the strap length.
With a click, the clasp fastened.
She examined it with satisfaction for a moment, then extended her own right hand in front of Chen Zhi and shook her wrist.
On it was the matching women's watch, only the dial was a size smaller and more delicate.
"Couple's edition," Lin Wanwan smiled, her eyes curving into crescents.
Chen Zhi looked at the watch on his wrist, then at Lin Wanwan.
These two watches combined had to cost at least fifty or sixty thousand.
"How much living allowance does Lao Lin give you a month? You're just blowing it like this? Aren't you afraid of starving yourself?"
"Twenty thousand."
Lin Wanwan said with a nonchalant look, "But this money wasn't from my dad. It's the appearance fees and signing bonus I earned myself."
She lifted her chin, looking proud. "What? Is that a problem? Don't you think it's especially meaningful to use my first bucket of gold to buy a gift for my boyfriend?"
Seeing her little expression practically begging for praise, Chen Zhi knew he was thoroughly locked down for the rest of his life.
"Originally, I wanted to get you a new phone."
Lin Wanwan suddenly pouted, glancing with some regret at the phone Chen Zhi had placed on the tray table. "But when I got back, I found you moved faster than I did and already switched to the latest 12 Pro Max."
Chen Zhi suddenly felt a pang of guilt.
Because this phone was a gift from Li Zhiyi.
To buy him this phone, that silly girl had worked as a tutor for two months.
He quietly picked up the phone and casually slipped it into his pocket.
"Ahem, well... my old phone was too laggy, and I happened to have some spare cash, so I replaced it."
Chen Zhi vaguely skimmed over the topic, trying to shift her attention. "You bought me such an expensive thing, and I haven't even given you a decent gift yet."
"Who cares about your gifts."
Lin Wanwan rolled her eyes and shrank back into her seat. "Didn't we agree? In the future, I'll make money to support you, and you'll just be in charge of looking pretty."
She stretched out a foot wearing a little white shoe and gently kicked Chen Zhi's calf.
"From now on, at home, massaging my legs and washing my feet will count as returning the favor."
Looking at her bossy demeanor, Chen Zhi couldn't help but laugh.
"Yes, Your Highness."
Chen Zhi lowered his voice, playing along with her act. "Eunuch Zhi pays his respects to you."
"Pfft."
Lin Wanwan was amused by his sycophantic display.
"Hmm..." Lin Wanwan tilted her head in thought, then reached out a finger to lift Chen Zhi's chin. "Then you'll massage my legs and wash my feet every day. Serve me well, and there will be great rewards."
"Yes, Your Highness." Chen Zhi cooperatively gave a bow. "Eunuch Zhi receives your decree."
The two of them huddled together, laughing.
After a while, Lin Wanwan rested her head on Chen Zhi's shoulder, playing with the new watch on his wrist.
"Chen Zhi."
"Hmm?"
"Do you know why guys wear watches on their left hand, and girls on their right?"
Chen Zhi thought for a moment. "Because men are left and women are right?"
"So stupid!" Lin Wanwan shot him a look of disdain, then extended her right hand and intertwined her fingers with Chen Zhi's left hand.
At this moment, the dials of the two Longines watches pressed tightly against each other.
The cool touch of the metal intertwined with the warmth of their palms.
"Idiot," Lin Wanwan said, her voice soft and her tone gentle enough to melt Chen Zhi's heart. "Because this way, when you hold my hand, they can lean against each other."
"That way, no matter where we go, our time is synchronized."
Chen Zhi looked down at the two watches pressed together, then at the girl in his arms.
Outside the window was the blue sky and white clouds at ten thousand meters high. Sunlight shone through the porthole, spilling onto her delicate cheeks.
At this moment, Chen Zhi suddenly felt that any relationship drama or time management was all just fleeting clouds.
I like her so much. I really want to marry her.
It seems I really am hopelessly lovesick too.
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.
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ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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?!
