"Dean, you don't need to apologize to me. I know you were just worried about Mengli and that's why you acted that way. It was also inconsiderate of me to take Mengli away without notifying you first."
Ye Feng didn't take the dean's actions to heart. Of course, he understood her concern for Shen Mengli. Anyone in her position would have been cautious.
"Mengli..."
After calming down, the dean placed her hand on her chest, taking several deep breaths before her breathing finally evened out.
"I'm the one who should apologize to you... If I had a better solution, you wouldn't have resorted to such actions... If it weren't for Mr. Ye Feng's help, I would have regretted this for the rest of my life."
The dean glanced at the utility knife by the pavilion. She had noticed it earlier that morning and didn't need to guess what Shen Mengli had intended to do with it.
"No... Dean, please don't blame yourself... It was me who acted too rashly."
Shen Mengli let go of Ye Feng's hand, pushed her wheelchair over to the dean, and hugged her.
"Dean, I've always known how much you care for me. It was my own lack of resolve that led me to do something so extreme. Now I realize my mistake, and I should be the one apologizing."
As Shen Mengli spoke, her voice trembled with emotion, and she buried her face in the dean's chest, tears streaming uncontrollably.
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."
"Mengli... my dear child..."
Watching the two of them embrace and cry, Ye Feng quietly left the pavilion. He knew that the dean and Mengli would need time to talk, and it was best to give them space.
As Ye Feng walked down the corridor, intending to take a stroll, a pair of small hands suddenly wrapped around his leg. Turning around, he saw that it was Wenwen, who had seemingly appeared out of nowhere.
"Big Brother!"
Wenwen grinned, her little teeth gleaming as she smiled sweetly at Ye Feng.
"Well, if it isn't Wenwen!"
Ye Feng gently patted Wenwen's head and then crouched down to her level.
"Shouldn't you be in class right now, Wenwen?"
"I was! I just came out of the classroom and saw you in the hallway, Big Brother. Are you here to see Sister?"
"Ah... yes... that's right."
Ye Feng couldn't possibly tell Wenwen what had happened with Shen Mengli. Fortunately, the innocent and cheerful Wenwen had no clue about the situation.
"Um..."
Wenwen suddenly stood on her tiptoes and gestured for Ye Feng to lean down, as if she had a secret to share.
"What is it, Wenwen? Go ahead, tell me."
As soon as Ye Feng lowered his head, Wenwen cupped her hands around her mouth like a makeshift megaphone and whispered, "Big Brother, can I ask you for a favor?"
"Of course, Wenwen. What do you need?"
How could Ye Feng refuse such an adorable request? Besides, Wenwen was an important part of his mission, and he was more than willing to buy her something or take her out to play.
"I was wondering if you could visit Sister more often?"
"Hmm? You mean Mengli?"
"That's right!"
Wenwen nodded earnestly and continued in a hushed voice,
"Because whenever you come to the institute, Sister seems so much happier. I don't like seeing her sad all the time. Ever since you started visiting, Sister has been smiling a lot more."
Ye Feng was surprised that Wenwen's request was for him to spend more time with Shen Mengli. He couldn't help but feel touched, realizing just how much the children at the institute adored Shen Mengli.
"Wenwen, you're such a thoughtful and kind child."
"So, does that mean you'll agree to my request, Big Brother?"
"Well... what I'm about to tell you might be a little different from what you're asking for."
"A little different? What do you mean, Big Brother?"
"Ahem..."
Ye Feng cleared his throat and explained,
"It's just that I might... take Mengli away from the institute..."
"Take Sister away from the institute? What do you mean?"
Wenwen clearly didn't understand what Ye Feng was trying to say. She blinked, trying to replay his words in her mind to make sense of them.
"What I mean is... I might be taking your sister away from the institute to..."
Just as Ye Feng was about to explain further, Shen Mengli's voice echoed down the corridor.
"Big Brother is taking me away for treatment."
"Sister!"
Hearing Shen Mengli's voice, Wenwen immediately turned around and saw the dean pushing Shen Mengli toward them.
Wenwen ran up to Shen Mengli and hugged her arm, her big eyes filled with confusion as she looked up at her.
"Sister, what do you mean by treatment?"
"Big Brother has found a way to help me walk again. It means I might be away from the institute for a long time."
"Away from the institute..."
Wenwen caught the key part of Shen Mengli's words. Her cheerful expression instantly turned to one of sadness. However, the thought of Shen Mengli going away for treatment softened the blow slightly.
"It's... it's okay. As long as Sister can get better, I'll wait for you no matter how long it takes!"
Though Wenwen said this, her eyes were brimming with tears, revealing just how much she would miss Shen Mengli.
"Wenwen... thank you..."
Shen Mengli wrapped her arms around Wenwen and spoke in a gentle tone, genuinely grateful to the little girl.
On one hand, Wenwen had brought her so much joy, always staying by her side during her darkest moments and even risking danger to bring her a teddy bear. On the other hand, Wenwen had given her hope—a hope she had never dared to dream of.
"Thank you, Wenwen. I truly am grateful to you."
"Sniff... Sister, I'll miss you so much. Please get better soon, okay?"
Wenwen wiped her nose, her eyes filled with reluctance to let Shen Mengli go.
"Will you come back to visit me, Sister?"
"Of course! Whenever I get the chance, I'll come back to see you and everyone else. So, Wenwen, you must grow up to be a wonderful big sister, okay?"
Hearing Shen Mengli's words, Wenwen clenched her little fists, wiped away the tears that were about to fall, and nodded bravely, holding back her sobs.
"Mm! Don't worry, Sister! I'll grow up to be just like you!"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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.”
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.
