"Thank you... Mr. Ye Feng..."
After calming down, Shen Mengli kept her head lowered, still too embarrassed to look at Ye Feng. For her, having him witness her in such a vulnerable state was deeply humiliating.
"It's alright. As long as everything has been resolved, that's what matters. But you mustn’t harbor such thoughts anymore, okay? For them, your safety and well-being are more than enough."
"Okay..."
Seeing Shen Mengli's hesitant demeanor, Ye Feng thought she might still be resisting internally, so he continued to explain, "Actually, I know you want to contribute to the institute in your own way, and you’ve already done so much."
"For example, when you were teaching Wenwen, you were like a caring older sister, guiding her on how to be a good person. And during meals, as the eldest sister, you took care of the younger children, allowing the director to have more time to rest. Aren’t these all ways you’ve helped them?"
"I... I’ve already figured it out, Mr. Ye Feng. I understand what you mean."
Shen Mengli raised her beautiful eyes and gazed deeply at Ye Feng, her tear-streaked face making her even more endearing.
"I just... just wanted to apologize to you, Mr. Ye Feng."
"Huh? Apologize? Why suddenly apologize?"
Ye Feng looked at Shen Mengli in confusion. In his eyes, she had merely been venting her emotions earlier—hardly something that warranted an apology.
"Because... because I said such harsh words to you, Mr. Ye Feng..."
"Harsh words?"
Ye Feng carefully reviewed their earlier conversation but couldn’t recall anything that had crossed a line.
"You mean when you told me to leave or something like that?"
"Yes..."
"Oh, that? That’s nothing. It was just you venting your emotions. I didn’t take it to heart at all."
"Even... even so! I still need to apologize to you, Mr. Ye Feng! No matter what, I said those words, and you must have thought of me as..."
"Alright, alright."
Just as Shen Mengli was halfway through her sentence, Ye Feng reached out and gently placed his hand on her head, stroking her smooth hair while speaking softly.
"You’re overthinking this, Shen Mengli. I never had such thoughts. How could I possibly hold it against someone as lovely and beautiful as you?"
"Lovely... beautiful..."
Shen Mengli repeated Ye Feng’s words, her eyes blinking rapidly.
Is... is Mr. Ye Feng complimenting me? He must be! But how could someone like me, with all my flaws, ever match those words? He’s surely just trying to comfort me.
Yes, that must be it!
"That’s right. To be honest, when I first saw you, I was stunned. I thought a fairy had descended to the mortal world."
Ye Feng wasn’t lying. Shen Mengli’s beauty was like a painting, and anyone who saw her delicate appearance would find her stunning.
"A fairy?"
!!!!!
Mr. Ye Feng... he’s not just saying this to humor me!
After confirming that Ye Feng’s words were genuine, Shen Mengli, who had just calmed down, suddenly became flustered again. Her pale cheeks flushed red, and in just a few breaths, her face was completely crimson.
"Ah..."
"Shen Mengli, are you okay?"
"Ah!"
Shen Mengli could feel her face burning, but with no way to retreat or hide, she could only cover her face with her hands like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.
"Please... Mr. Ye Feng, don’t look at me... please..."
"Ah... sorry, sorry."
Only then did Ye Feng realize that Shen Mengli was embarrassed. He had never seen her like this before, so he quickly stood up from the wheelchair and carefully placed his hands on the backrest, asking softly,
"Would you like to go to the fountain to calm down a bit?"
"Please... thank you..."
......
"Phew..."
Shen Mengli stared at the fountain in front of her. With Ye Feng out of sight, she gradually began to relax, though her body remained stiff, knowing he was still behind her.
"Mr. Ye Feng, may I ask you something?"
"Of course, go ahead."
"Well... someone as outstanding as you must have a girlfriend, right?"
"A girlfriend?"
When Shen Mengli asked this, the first person who came to Ye Feng’s mind was Xie Yuyan. The reason for this was the indescribable experiences they had shared, though he was unaware of them at the time. He wondered how Xie Yuyan was doing now.
"I suppose I do."
Ye Feng wasn’t entirely sure how to define his relationship with Xie Yuyan. It was like a tangled ball of yarn, with the knots only getting tighter the more he tried to unravel them.
"You suppose? That’s a strange way to answer, Mr. Ye Feng."
"Ah... it’s complicated, really. The situation is a bit messy."
"I see..."
Shen Mengli noticed the troubled look on Ye Feng’s face, and for some reason, his answer left her feeling unsettled. The stuffed bear in her hands suddenly felt uncomfortable to hold.
"Who is this lucky lady? I’d love to meet her. To have someone as wonderful as you, Mr. Ye Feng."
"No, no, you’re giving me too much credit. As for her... I’m not sure where she is now. Maybe she’ll come back someday."
Huh? Maybe she’ll come back?
Does that mean she left Mr. Ye Feng? How could that be? Who would ever want to leave someone as kind as him? Could it be that Mr. Ye Feng is one of those naive, pure-hearted boys who got played by a heartless woman?
Unbelievable! Absolutely unbelievable!
The usually calm Shen Mengli, after a whirlwind of thoughts, seemed like a completely different person. She suddenly turned around and stared intently at Ye Feng.
Facing her dazzling gaze, Ye Feng couldn’t help but shiver.
"What’s... what’s wrong, Shen Mengli? You look like you have something to say."
"Mr. Ye Feng, I..."
"Sister!"
Just as Shen Mengli was clutching her stuffed bear, about to speak, a young voice called out from the garden. It was Wenwen, who had just arrived.
Hearing Wenwen’s voice, Shen Mengli immediately stopped herself. She turned away and took a deep breath.
Phew... thank goodness... I didn’t say it. Why do I always get so flustered around Mr. Ye Feng? What’s wrong with me?

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."

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.