"Alright, alright, Mengli, stop shaking me—I'll tell you!"
The director's arm was being tugged back and forth by Shen Mengli like an unshakable adhesive plaster. Seeing the earnest curiosity in Mengli's wide eyes, the director finally shared her observation.
"Mengli, haven’t you noticed how Ye Feng always freezes for a second whenever he meets your gaze?"
"Eh? Really?"
"Seems like you haven’t been paying close enough attention. From the very first day Mr. Ye arrived at the institute, I noticed his reactions slow down whenever he sees you."
"Seriously?! But what does that have to do with him having feelings for me?"
"Then let me ask you, Mengli—how do you feel when you lock eyes with him?"
"I... I feel happy..."
"Why happy?"
"Mmm..."
Shen Mengli pursed her rosy lips and murmured shyly,
"Because... because Xiao Feng is looking at me..."
"Exactly."
The director smiled knowingly.
"How is that 'exactly'?! Director Mom, you’re not making any sense!"
Mengli pouted, clearly impatient. The director’s words had only stoked her curiosity further.
"Oh, Mengli, you silly girl."
The elderly director tapped her forehead lightly.
"It means Mr. Ye is captivated by you. Your looks or personality must really be his type~"
"His type..."
Shen Mengli’s mind flashed back to the day she had impulsively kissed Ye Feng. At the time, she’d been too flustered and exhilarated to notice his reaction.
Now she vaguely recalled how serious he had seemed—yet beneath that stern expression, there had been a hint of shyness.
Could it really be...?
"Really?! Director Mom, are you serious?!"
"I can’t say for certain, but this is just a woman’s intuition speaking."
"I want to learn!"
"Hm?"
"I want to learn! Whether it’s intuition or judgment, I want to master it all!"
A burning desire for knowledge coursed through Shen Mengli.
"Well... alright. You are at that age, after all."
After a moment’s thought, the director finally agreed. A man as remarkable as Ye Feng would surely have no shortage of admirers. If Mengli—frail and inexperienced—wanted to stand a chance, she’d need every advantage. And since Mengli was practically her own child, she couldn’t let her fall behind.
"Director Mom had quite a few suitors back in the day, you know~ So don’t worry—I won’t let you lose at the starting line."
"Director Mom..."
Shen Mengli watched as the usually gentle and caring woman transformed before her eyes, her gaze brimming with determination.
......
"Perfect timing."
Standing outside Su Yuxin’s apartment, Ye Feng checked his phone and nodded in satisfaction. Seeing no sign of Yuxin yet, he idly scrolled through his notifications—until one headline caught his attention.
"Man Brutally Murdered in His Own Home—Shockingly, the Killer Was..."
The rest of the title was cut off, and curiosity got the better of him. He tapped it.
The full headline loaded:
"Killer Was... Wild Mushrooms He Picked Himself!"
"......"
Ye Feng stared blankly before closing the app.
Maybe I should just admire the scenery...
Before long, the crisp sound of leather boots echoed through the villa district. Glancing up, he spotted a petite figure sprinting toward him from the entrance.
"Ye Feng-gege~!"
Su Yuxin dashed over in a frilly pink Victorian-style dress, her golden twin tails and white lace socks making her look like a doll straight out of a fairy tale.
"Sorry for making you wait, Ye Feng-gege!"
"It’s fine. I just got here."
"No! Being late is being late!"
Yuxin lifted her chin stubbornly, stepping closer with an oddly serious expression.
"So to make sure I don’t repeat this mistake, please punish me like last time!"
"Huh? Yuxin, what are you talking about? It’s just a minor delay—punishment would be way too harsh."
"Mistakes deserve consequences! That’s an immutable law. If people are always forgiven, what’s the point of punishment?"
She clasped her hands over her flushed cheeks and whispered coyly,
"Maybe... tie me up with rope again? I think I need a proper lesson~"
"......"
Ye Feng sighed and resorted to the ever-effective karate chop to silence her.
"Ow... Ye Feng-gege, you’re so cruel!"
"Don’t even start. I wouldn’t have to do this if you didn’t spout nonsense."
"I don’t care! If you don’t punish me properly today, I won’t let this go!"
Has this girl developed some weird kink or something?
Defeated, Ye Feng relented. "Fine. As punishment..."
"Yes?!"
"...Go buy me a milk tea."
"Tch—"
"Did you just tch at me?"
"That was your imagination! Milk tea, right? Got it! Wait here, Ye Feng-gege~"
With a nod, Yuxin scampered off toward a nearby dessert shop. Ye Feng considered following, but she turned and waved him off.
"Teacher, just stay put! I’ll be right back~"
Cupping her hands like a megaphone, she called out before vanishing into the shop.
......
Ding-a-ling!
The sweet chime of a bell announced the door’s opening.
"Welcome— Oh, Miss Yuxin! What would you like today?"
The staff greeted her warmly—clearly, she was a regular.
"Two strawberry milk teas, please. Extra sugar in one~"
"Right away!"
Moments later, the clerk handed her a takeout bag.
"Thanks!"
Yuxin accepted it, then promptly headed for the restroom.
"Um... Miss Yuxin, you can leave the drinks here if you need to—"
"It's fine, I just popped in to wash my hands real quick ♡"
......

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."

shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]

reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?

esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.