Chapter Excerpt
“So, can we just move past today? Don’t put too much pressure on yourself, Mengli. You only need to live for yourself.”
“Xiao Feng... you’re so kind...”
Shen Mengli nodded softly, as if agreeing with Ye Feng’s words.
“Alright, since you’re fine now, I can relax. But next time, please keep your phone ringer on, okay? Otherwise, I’ll really worry about you.”
“Mm, I understand.”
“Well then, I should start preparing dinner. Mengli, is there anything you’d like to eat?”
Ye Feng rolled up his sleeves and stood from the couch, heading toward the kitchen. But when Shen Mengli didn’t respond for a long while, he turned back, puzzled.
“Mengli?”
“Ah!”
Shen Mengli lifted her head, flustered, and waved her hands.
“I... I’m fine with anything. Just whatever’s easy.”
“Oh... alright then. Next time, let me know if you have a craving, okay?”
“Mm.”
As Ye Feng’s figure disappeared into the kitchen, Shen Mengli raised a hand to lightly touch her lips, as if savoring some lingering taste.
What I wanted to taste... I’ve already had. Anything else doesn’t matter now.
......
Thud.
“I’m home.”
Su Wanli, returning from work, kicked off his boots and loosened his tie, exhaustion weighing heavily on him.
“Father!”
The moment he switched to slippers, a sweet, cooing voice echoed from the staircase—instantly rejuvenating him.
“Ah, my daughter truly knows how to warm her old man’s heart. Such a sweet little cotton-padded jacket.”
The sound of hurried footsteps confirmed his hopes. Su Yuxin rushed down, her face eager as she skidded to a stop in front of him.
“Oh, careful, my dear! I know you’re excited to help your tired father, but don’t hurt yourself.”
Su Wanli grinned, extending his briefcase toward her.
“Fa... Father!”
But Su Yuxin ignored the briefcase, clasping her hands together earnestly.
“Tomorrow... can I go out and have fun for the day?”
“Hm? Fun? But Yuxin, you’ve always been so eager for your classes. Why the sudden change?”
Su Wanli was puzzled, though secretly pleased. At least his daughter wasn’t obsessing over that person—Ye Feng—for once.
“Aiya, Father, don’t ask so much! Just say yes or no!”
“Yes, of course! But it’s dangerous to go alone. Why don’t I take the day off too? Your mother and I can—”
Before he could finish, Su Yuxin bounced excitedly.
“Yay! Thank you, Father! But I won’t be alone—I’m going with Brother Ye Feng! So you don’t need to worry about me. It’s settled then! I’ll go pick out an outfit~”
With that, she scampered back upstairs, leaving Su Wanli frozen in the doorway, briefcase still outstretched.
He stood there, staring blankly at the empty staircase, as though he’d aged a decade in seconds.
“A... a nightmare. This must be a nightmare...”
......
“Xiao Feng... you’re really not mad at me?”
After dinner, Shen Mengli pouted at Ye Feng, who sat on the opposite end of the couch.
“Huh? Why would I be mad? Mengli, are you overthinking again?”
“Then why are you sitting so far away? You’re obviously keeping your distance on purpose.”
“That’s not it at all! I just don’t want another accident like today.”
“But this just means you don’t trust me...”
“Sigh... fine, fine, I’ll move closer.”
Ye Feng relented, shifting over. Immediately, Shen Mengli inched toward him, her movements slow but deliberate.
“Xiao Feng, I noticed you were on your phone earlier. Was something interesting happening?”
“Oh, that?”
Ye Feng saw no reason to hide it.
“I promised one of my students I’d take her out tomorrow. I was just checking for places we could go.”
“......”
Shen Mengli’s grip tightened slightly. Her imperfect body could never offer the same experiences as a healthy girl’s. The mental image of some unfamiliar girl clinging to Ye Feng’s arm twisted like a knife in her heart.
But Ye Feng, ever considerate, quickly added:
“Mengli, don’t worry. Once I have time, I’ll take you out too. Don’t let others’ opinions define you. You’re you—you don’t need to live by their standards.”
His reassurance soothed her unease, if only a little. Yet the fear remained. Ye Feng might stay by her side at home, but in the outside world? She could never truly keep him. And if someone else seized the chance to steal him away... how could she stop them?
“Mm, I’ll remember your words. Then... could you take me to the institute tomorrow? I’ll wait for you there.”
“Are you... sure?”
“It’s fine. But since you’re spending so much time with your student... could you spare a little more for me afterward?”
“Of course. The moment I’m done, I’ll come straight to you.”
Ye Feng’s tone was firm.
“Mm. Then I’ll rest easy.”
......
Somewhere on a remote island...
“Worthless... every last one of you!”
A lavishly dressed woman, her makeup flawless, hurled a wineglass to the floor. The men kneeling around her didn’t dare breathe too loudly.
“Weeks! And you can’t even capture one person?! Worse—your own base gets raided! The so-called ‘elites’ of this organization can’t even handle a single rogue tool?!”
The silence deepened. No one wanted to provoke the Mistress’s wrath.
“Speak! Have you all lost your tongues?! That trained mutt is rebelling—trying to kill its master! And you just cower here?!”
Heh... hehehehe...
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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!
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."
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.
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
