"Whoosh"
The sound of curtains being pulled open was followed by the rustling of clothes being changed.
Under the faint light streaming through the window, Li Mucheng's delicate figure was fully revealed, her long, lustrous black hair cascading down as she stood by the bed.
"Though... I really wanted to share this moment with you, Teacher, I just couldn’t hold back any longer. I had to do this to avoid complications. But I’m sure you’ll understand me when the time comes, right?"
Li Mucheng giggled softly before retrieving a little treasure she had hidden under her pillow, her cheeks flushing as she gazed at Ye Feng.
"I’m... all ready now~"
......
"Ow..."
Shen Mengli let out a small gasp as a drop of blood from her pricked finger fell onto her white dress.
"Ah... the clothes Xiao Feng bought me!"
After sucking on her injured finger, she looked at the tiny red stain on her dress with dismay.
"I was just trying to cut some bread... Why am I so clumsy?"
Pouting, she suddenly felt an inexplicable pain grip her heart, as if an invisible hand were squeezing it. Shen Mengli clutched her chest and hunched over, her body trembling.
It hurts... Why does my heart hurt so much...?
After a while, the pain gradually faded. When she lifted her head again, her pristine dress was already damp with tears.
"Huh?"
Shen Mengli stared in disbelief at her uncontrollable tears, confusion filling her mind.
"Why... why am I crying? Why? It... it hurts so much..."
"Xiao Feng... Xiao Feng..."
Her lips trembled as she murmured Ye Feng’s name, her body swaying weakly toward the door.
"Xiao Feng... where are you... Xiao Feng..."
"Thud."
Her legs gave way, and she collapsed onto the cold floor. The wheelchair beside her toppled over, and her consciousness blurred as she passed out.
......
"Mmm... Is this love? Even if... there are obstacles... as long as I adjust, happiness will follow, right...?"
"Yes... Life really is getting better. Living alone can’t compare to having someone by your side. With you here, Teacher, everything feels different now."
"Hah... Teacher... Teacher♡"
Li Mucheng clung tightly to Ye Feng’s neck, burying her face against his shoulder. Her dark eyes shimmered with emotion.
After what felt like an eternity, they lay side by side on the bed. Li Mucheng turned her head, gazing at Ye Feng’s furrowed brow before gently smoothing it with her fingers.
"Teacher... I knew it... My choice was right. You, your charm, your strength—everything about you is one of a kind."
Her warm breath brushed against Ye Feng’s face as she lazily traced his cheek with her fingers, her body limp like melted wax. It took great effort for her to finally prop herself up on the bed.
"Teacher will probably wake up soon... I should get up."
Just as she mustered the will to rise, what she saw next left her utterly stunned.
"H-how...?! How is Teacher this... formidable?!"
"N-no... I have to pace myself. I can’t let short-term gains blind me to..."
"Gulp."
That’s right! If Teacher hasn’t given up, how can I?
......
"Mmm..."
After an unknown amount of time, Ye Feng slowly regained consciousness. He had expected to wake up feeling as sluggish as usual, but today, his body felt unusually light and refreshed—as if all his blocked meridians had been cleared.
Strange... Why don’t I feel terrible today? Wait, where’s Mucheng?
Ye Feng glanced around and realized he was lying in Li Mucheng’s bed, but she was nowhere in sight. Concerned, he sat up and prepared to go look for her.
The moment his feet touched the floor, his legs wobbled unsteadily, requiring extra effort to stand. Still, he dismissed it as a minor inconvenience.
"Mucheng! Mucheng?"
He called out as he stepped into the living room, a hint of worry creeping into his voice.
Then, faintly, he heard Li Mucheng’s weak response from the guest room.
"Te... Teacher... I’m here..."
"Mucheng!"
Assuming something was wrong, Ye Feng rushed to the door and flung it open. But inside, he found Li Mucheng bundled tightly under blankets, only her head peeking out as she gazed at him with pitiful eyes.
"Mucheng? What’s wrong?"
Ye Feng was baffled. She looked completely different from how she had been in the morning. What could have happened while he was asleep?
"I... I’m fine, Teacher. I just got tired after you fell asleep, so I came here to rest for a bit."
"But you don’t look well at all."
"N-no, really! Don’t worry about me! I just slept too long and feel a little weak, so I’m resting a little more."
"Weak?"
Ye Feng couldn’t fathom how sleeping would leave her so drained, but then it occurred to him—after he passed out, she must have struggled to move him to the bed. That must have exhausted her.
Touched, he stepped closer, intending to comfort her. But Li Mucheng suddenly raised a hand, stopping him in his tracks.
"No! Teacher, don’t come any closer!"
"What’s wrong, Mucheng...? Am I that scary?"
"It’s not that! I just... I’m just really tired."
"Oh... I see."
"Mhm! It’s getting late, Teacher. You should head back now. I’ll be waiting for you here tomorrow."
"What? Class is already over?"
Ye Feng pulled out the phone Li Mucheng had given him and checked the time. To his shock, he had slept straight through the entire school day.
How could I skip class like this? As a teacher, I can’t just slack off!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
