"Xie... Xie Yuyan? Are you listening?"
Ye Feng was startled by Xie Yuyan's strange demeanor, and his voice gradually grew louder.
"......"
Xie Yuyan didn't speak, only giving a slight nod, seemingly maintaining some semblance of composure.
"Actually, I didn't want it to be like this..."
Ye Feng sighed deeply, his heart aching as he looked at Xie Yuyan. The reason he had been so cold was because of the system. He didn't dare to gamble, especially not with Xie Yuyan's feelings for him.
"I'm sorry..."
Just as Ye Feng was struggling to find the right words, Xie Yuyan unexpectedly spoke first.
"I'm sorry, Ye Feng. I let my emotions get the better of me."
"Xie Yuyan?"
Ye Feng looked at Xie Yuyan sitting beside him, momentarily stunned. He hadn't expected her to say something like that.
"Ye Feng, you must have your own difficulties, right?"
Xie Yuyan suddenly smiled, reaching out to hold Ye Feng's stiff hand, her resolve growing stronger.
As expected, she was glad she had noticed the conflict in Ye Feng's eyes. Otherwise, she might have been overwhelmed by her emotions.
Xie Yuyan recalled how she had been so desperate for Ye Feng to reciprocate her feelings that she had overlooked the mysteries surrounding him.
When she was in danger, he had appeared as if by divine intervention, claiming it was fate. The strange medicine he had taken during a crisis, and the antidote that had suddenly appeared after she was poisoned...
These inexplicable phenomena were likely the reason Ye Feng had been keeping his distance.
Although it felt like he was carrying out some kind of mission, Xie Yuyan could sense that Ye Feng's feelings for her were genuine. Thankfully, she had kept herself in check... Otherwise, things could have gotten much worse.
In a place where Ye Feng couldn't see, Xie Yuyan withdrew her hand from her waist, letting out a soft sigh as she regained her composure.
Seeing Xie Yuyan suddenly return to her normal self, Ye Feng blinked in confusion, relieved that nothing had gone wrong. But what did she mean by "difficulties"?
"Difficulties? You... you know?"
"Maybe."
Xie Yuyan answered without hesitation, her deep blue eyes twinkling as if she had discovered something.
"Ye Feng, is it because you don't have a stable life yet and are afraid you can't give me happiness? Is that why you're acting this way?"
"Huh?"
Hearing Xie Yuyan's words, Ye Feng was momentarily stunned. He had been trying to figure out how to explain himself, but after hearing her reasoning, he couldn't help but nod.
"Ah... yes... that's right..."
"Oh, so that's how it is~"
After receiving Ye Feng's confirmation, Xie Yuyan's fox-like eyes narrowed slightly, a subtle smile forming at the corners of her lips.
From Ye Feng's initial hesitation, she had already guessed the reason for his inner conflict. But she knew he wouldn't reveal this secret to her, so she had interpreted his actions in a way that suited her narrative—a narrative that was closely tied to her. Once Ye Feng admitted it, he had essentially fallen into the trap she had set.
Perhaps Ye Feng himself hadn't realized he had already stepped into the pit Xie Yuyan had dug for him. In his haste to change the subject, he had overlooked other important details.
"Alright, then let's continue as we were before. Is that okay with you?"
Xie Yuyan quickly pulled Ye Feng toward the dining area, not giving him a chance to reconsider what he had just committed to.
"That's fine... but Xie Yuyan, are you really okay with this? After all, we've been through..."
Ye Feng stopped mid-sentence, as if the next part was too embarrassing to say out loud.
"Oh?"
Xie Yuyan let go of Ye Feng's hand and slowly moved behind him, wrapping her arms around him and whispering softly into his ear.
"What... have we been through?"
"We've been through..."
Ye Feng struggled for a long time but ultimately sighed.
"Nothing... it's nothing..."
"Ha~ Ye Feng, where's that prideful attitude you used to have? Why are you so meek now?"
"Hey, stop teasing me. Let's just eat."
Ye Feng truly didn't dare to do anything to Xie Yuyan now. Even though he had saved her, the incident with the antidote had caused an even bigger mess. Knowing he was in the wrong, he could only pretend not to hear her.
"Really, why are you acting like a mute now? You're not saying a word."
Xie Yuyan pouted, poking Ye Feng's cheek until they finally sat down at the dining table and the playful banter came to an end.
"Here, Ye Feng, try this beef stew with potatoes. It's a new recipe I learned."
Xie Yuyan picked up a piece of beef with her chopsticks and held it to Ye Feng's mouth.
"No... no need, Xie Yuyan. Just put it in my bowl. I can eat it myself... Mph!"
Only after successfully stuffing the beef into Ye Feng's mouth did Xie Yuyan withdraw her chopsticks, muttering, "Really, just eat when I tell you to. Why make it so complicated?"
"Mmm... gulp..."
Ye Feng chewed reluctantly for a while before finally swallowing the beef. After licking the sauce from his lips, he said,
"Xie Yuyan, you could've at least warned me. You almost choked me!"
"Well, if you weren't so indecisive, it wouldn't have happened. Just be more straightforward~"
Xie Yuyan rested her chin on one hand while using the other to carefully select another piece of beef from the pot and place it in Ye Feng's bowl.
"So, how does it taste?"
"Actually, it's not bad!"
Ye Feng ate the beef from his bowl and gave Xie Yuyan a thumbs-up.
"Xie Yuyan, your cooking keeps getting better. The sauce is really flavorful, though I don't know why the beef is so tough to chew."
"Well, there's nothing I can do about that. This piece of meat just wouldn't soften no matter how long I stewed it, so I had to cut it into smaller pieces and cook it slowly~"
With that, Xie Yuyan picked out another piece of beef and placed it in Ye Feng's bowl.
"Alright, alright, Xie Yuyan, stop putting food in my bowl. I can serve myself."
Ye Feng quickly interrupted. He was starting to feel that his relationship with Xie Yuyan was becoming a bit too ambiguous. At first, he hadn't noticed, but now, looking back, he realized she had become much bolder than before. After what had happened, wasn't she embarrassed? After all, that was...
Ah, never mind.
"Huh?"
Ye Feng suddenly noticed that Xie Yuyan was meticulously picking out pieces of beef from the pot. But wasn't the pot full of beef? Why was she being so selective? It wasn't like there was a difference in fat or lean meat.
Could there be some special way of eating beef that most people don't know about?

close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

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.”