The morning sunlight streamed through the gap in the curtains, casting a glow on Chen Zhi's face.
Chen Zhi woke up feeling suffocated.
He felt a heavy weight pressing down on his chest, making it hard to breathe, and something was wrapped tightly around his neck.
Opening his eyes with difficulty, the first thing he saw was a flawless sleeping face.
Pei Ningxue had one leg thrown across his waist and abdomen, one hand wrapped in a death grip around his neck, and her entire body was half-sprawled in his arms.
To make matters worse, the girl was a restless sleeper. Her black slip nightdress had ridden up to her waist, leaving a large expanse of bare skin pressed defenselessly against Chen Zhi's arm.
Soft, warm, and fragrant—the sensation was astonishing.
But right now, Chen Zhi only had one thought in his head: this woman is seriously heavy.
Huu... huu...
Pei Ningxue was sleeping soundly, her breathing even. Her breath tickled the crook of Chen Zhi's neck. Stripped of her usual arrogant demeanor, she looked incredibly docile right now.
Well, if you ignored the little drop of crystal-clear drool at the corner of her mouth.
Chen Zhi carefully pulled his arm out from under her, attempting to move her aside.
The moment he moved.
Pei Ningxue furrowed her brows, muttered something about son of a bitch in her sleep, and tightened her arms, hugging him even closer. She then nuzzled her head against his chest, finding an even more comfortable position.
...
Chen Zhi stared at the ceiling, feeling like he had nothing left to live for.
As a hot-blooded eighteen-year-old boy, facing this level of temptation first thing in the morning was indeed a bit taxing on the kidneys.
He took a deep breath, silently recited the Heart Sutra twice, and then reached out to pinch Pei Ningxue's perky nose.
Three seconds later.
Pei Ningxue's eyes snapped open, and she gasped for air.
She stared at Chen Zhi in a daze, her expression shifting from confusion to anger.
Chen Zhi!
Pei Ningxue slapped his hand away. Are you sick in the head?
If you're awake, then get off me. Chen Zhi pointed out the window. The sun is already high in the sky, Miss Pei.
Pei Ningxue rubbed her eyes, let out a lazy yawn, and flopped right back onto Chen Zhi's chest.
What time is it?
Seven thirty.
Only seven thirty? Pei Ningxue grumbled in dissatisfaction. Let me sleep a little longer. You tossed me around so much last night that I couldn't sleep for half the night. I'm exhausted.
That sounded incredibly ambiguous.
Chen Zhi's eyelid twitched. Get your facts straight. Who was tossing whom around?
Although they hadn't done anything substantial last night, they certainly hadn't been idle either.
This girl had pestered him under the covers to tell her about the glorious deeds of Chen Hansheng all night. She had listened with great relish, occasionally letting out goose-like honks of laughter, completely abandoning her goddess image.
I don't care, you're the one who kept me up. Pei Ningxue decided to play the rogue. My waist is sore, and my legs hurt.
Chen Zhi didn't want to waste his breath on her. Are you hungry or not? Who was the one yelling about wanting to eat Haidilao last night?
The moment she heard the word eat, Pei Ningxue's stomach let out a growl.
She finally deigned to climb off of Chen Zhi.
As she moved, the blanket slipped down, and that loose nightdress essentially covered nothing.
Chen Zhi gentlemanly averted his gaze, looking toward the nightstand.
His student ID card was there.
Hurry up and wash your face. I'll wait for you downstairs. Chen Zhi grabbed his ID card, shoved it into his pocket, rolled out of bed, and swiftly pulled on a T-shirt. I'm giving you twenty minutes. If you're late, I'm leaving without you.
Chen Zhi, you bastard! Couldn't you just carry me to the bathroom?
You have legs, and they aren't broken.
I have low blood sugar!
There's candy on the table, eat it yourself.
With a loud bang of the bathroom door closing, Chen Zhi fled, acting exactly like a ruthless scumbag who had just gotten what he wanted.
...
Half an hour later.
The Shangri-La Hotel restaurant.
Holding a plate of fried rice and two fried eggs, Chen Zhi sat by the window, wolfing down his food.
Opposite him, Pei Ningxue was repeatedly stabbing the sausage in front of her with a fork.
She had changed back into the floral dress from yesterday, her hair casually tied into a low ponytail. With light makeup on her face, she had transformed back into the unattainable eldest daughter of the Pei family.
It was just that her peach-blossom eyes would occasionally shoot a vicious glare at Chen Zhi.
Chen Zhi, this is what you brought me to eat? Pei Ningxue poked at the buffet breakfast on her plate with disgust. I want to eat at a Black Pearl restaurant.
You're lucky to have anything to eat at all. Chen Zhi didn't even lift his head. I'm a student. I'm broke. There's no Black Pearl, only black rice porridge. Do you want it or not?
Pei Ningxue was fuming.
She pulled a black card from her bag and slapped it on the table. I'll treat you, okay? Take me somewhere good.
No. Chen Zhi refused flatly. Today is the second day of freshman registration, and I still have a ton of things to do. Eat fast and let's go, I need to get back to the dorm.
Pei Ningxue stared at him for a moment before suddenly smiling.
She put the card away, leaned forward, and got closer to Chen Zhi. Are you in such a rush to get back to campus because you're afraid I might try something? Or are you afraid of being discovered by your little celebrity girlfriend?
Chen Zhi paused his movements and swallowed the fried egg in his mouth.
I'm afraid you'll draw a crowd. Chen Zhi wiped his mouth. Student Pei Ningxue, you are now the goddess of the Guanghua School of Management. If someone sees you walking out of a hotel with me bright and early in the morning, what do you think they'll write on the school forums?
Let them write whatever they want. Pei Ningxue looked entirely unconcerned. I've already thought of the headline: Shocking! The Untold Hotel Night Between the Guanghua Goddess and the Yuanpei Top Scholar.
...
Are you full? Chen Zhi stood up. If you're full, let's go.
Pei Ningxue finished her last sip of milk and grabbed a tissue to wipe the corner of her mouth.
Let's go. She naturally linked her arm through Chen Zhi's. Take me to school.
Don't you have legs of your own?
I have a car. Pei Ningxue waved her phone. I had my family's driver come pick us up.
Chen Zhi stopped in his tracks.
He had originally planned to scan a shared bike or hail a cab to sneak back, since the Shangri-La wasn't too far from Peking University anyway.
But since there was a private car...
I'll hitch a ride, then. Chen Zhi's expression changed instantly, flashing a brilliant smile. President Pei is so generous, wishing President Pei good health.
Pei Ningxue rolled her eyes at him.
The two of them walked out of the hotel lobby.
At the entrance, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom with a Beijing A license plate was parked quietly.
Seeing the two come out, the driver, wearing white gloves, immediately jogged over to open the rear door and respectfully called out, Miss.
Then, the driver glanced at Chen Zhi beside her, his expression unchanging. Sir, please.
Chen Zhi didn't stand on ceremony either. He plopped down into the car, feeling the multi-million-dollar comfort beneath him.
Capitalists sure know how to live.
Yesterday he was taking a taxi, and today he was sitting in a Rolls-Royce.
Pei Ningxue leaned against the backrest and tilted her head to look at Chen Zhi. How is it? More comfortable than your taxi, right?
Definitely. Chen Zhi stroked the armrest. It smells of the sweet fragrance of money.
Do you like it?
I do.
Want me to give it to you?
Chen Zhi looked at Pei Ningxue's face; she didn't seem to be joking.
Pei Ningxue, don't mess with me. Chen Zhi said warily. One who is unaccountably solicitous is hiding evil intentions. What are you up to?
Nothing. Pei Ningxue looked at him with a beaming smile. If you marry me, everything I own will be yours, and I will be yours too.
...
Chen Zhi decided to keep his mouth shut.
The car quickly drove into Haidian District, and the scenery along the road became increasingly familiar.
"Master, right here is fine." Chen Zhi pointed to the intersection ahead. "You don't need to drop me off at the gate."
Today was the first day of school, and the entrance was swarming with freshmen and parents.
If he stepped out of a Rolls-Royce, he would probably be the talk of the entire university by tomorrow.
He just wanted to keep a low profile.
"What are you afraid of?" Pei Ningxue rolled down the window and instructed the driver, "Drive straight in, go to the Guanghua Building."
"Hey, no..." Chen Zhi panicked. "I'm in Yuanpei College, I'm not going to Guanghua!"
"It's on the way." Pei Ningxue said righteously. "Drop me off first, then you."
The driver obviously only listened to the eldest miss. He stepped on the gas and drove straight toward the school gates.
The security guard at the entrance took one look at the license plate, saluted, and let them straight through.
The car slowly drove into the campus.
Along the way, countless gazes shot over.
After all, a luxury car of this caliber was a rare sight inside the university.
The car finally stopped at the foot of the Guanghua School of Management building.
"We're here." Pei Ningxue pushed open the car door and stepped out with her long legs.
Instantly, all the passing students stopped in their tracks.
A luxury car and a beautiful woman.
This combination would be the center of attention no matter where it was.
Chen Zhi shrank back in the car, trying to pretend he didn't exist.
"Chen Zhi, get out and help me with my suitcase." Pei Ningxue stood outside, leaned over, and tapped on the window.
Chen Zhi gritted his teeth.
This woman was definitely doing this on purpose!
He took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and braved the dozens of curious, probing, and envious gazes as he forced himself to step out.
He grabbed the small silver suitcase from the trunk and shoved it into Pei Ningxue's hands.
"Here you go, goodbye, I'm not seeing you off!"
With that, Chen Zhi turned around to run.
"Stop right there."
Pei Ningxue called out to him.
In front of everyone, she walked up to Chen Zhi, reached out, and helped him straighten out his slightly crooked collar.
The gesture was intimate, like an old married couple who had been together for years.
A collective gasp echoed from the surrounding crowd.
"Let's have dinner together tonight." Pei Ningxue patted his chest, a hint of slyness in her eyes. "Don't forget, you still owe me a Haidilao meal."
Chen Zhi felt as if his back was being shot full of holes by countless stares.
He lowered his voice and gritted his teeth, "Pei Ningxue, are you trying to get me killed?"
"How could I?" Pei Ningxue leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I'm helping you fend off unwanted romances. With me around, those flirty girls on campus won't dare to harass you anymore."
"Well then, thank you and your whole family!"
"You're welcome." Pei Ningxue took a step back, her smile as beautiful as a blooming flower. "Go on, study hard, and make progress every day."
Chen Zhi walked away without looking back.
He pulled out his phone and checked the time.
9:00 AM.
Good, not too late.
Following the signs, Chen Zhi found the freshman dormitory building for Yuanpei College—Building 36.
It was an older building with red brick walls covered in ivy, exuding a heavy sense of history.
Chen Zhi swiped his card to enter and found Dorm 404.
The door was slightly ajar, and a cacophony of voices drifted out from inside.
"Holy shit! Bros, look at the forum! The Guanghua side is blowing up!"
"What happened, what happened?"
"There's a goddess freshman who came in a Rolls-Royce! She's insanely gorgeous! And it looks like she's already taken!"
"For real? Which bastard got that lucky?"
Chen Zhi stood at the door, his hand freezing on the doorknob.
What the hell...
News traveled way too fast, didn't it?
And that "bastard" seemed to be him?
Chen Zhi hesitated for two seconds before pushing the door open, wearing a harmless smile.
"Hello everyone, I'm your new roommate, Chen Zhi."
The dorm fell silent.
Three guys turned their heads in unison, staring at Chen Zhi.
The next second.
Fatty, who was holding his phone and scrolling through the forum, widened his eyes drastically, his gaze darting back and forth between Chen Zhi's face and the photo on his phone screen.
"Holy... shit?!"
Fatty pointed at Chen Zhi, his hand trembling.
"B-Bro, you're that sugar baby who stepped out of the Rolls-Royce... uh, no, I mean, that winner in life?!"
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.
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?!
. 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!"
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!
