"Mengli... This isn’t quite appropriate, maybe we should..."
Feeling the warmth radiating from Shen Mengli's thigh, Ye Feng couldn’t deny how much he was enjoying it. But Shen Mengli hadn’t fully recovered yet, and he worried this might burden her.
Just as Ye Feng was about to sit up, Shen Mengli gently pressed her hands against his head, holding him in place.
"Mengli?"
Ye Feng looked at her in confusion, clearly puzzled by her actions.
"Xiao Feng."
Shen Mengli called his name softly, then smiled at him.
"You know, Xiao Feng, it’s okay for you to rely on me a little more when you need to. Even if I can’t help much, as long as it’s something you need, I’ll do everything I can for you."
With that, she cupped his face in her hands. Before Ye Feng could react, she leaned in closer, her cascading white hair obscuring his surroundings, leaving only her beautiful face in his vision.
"Mengli..."
"Will you promise me, Xiao Feng?"
"I... I promise."
"Mmm~ Hearing you say that makes me so happy~"
Shen Mengli then lowered herself further, pressing her lips lightly against his in a fleeting kiss.
Though the contact was brief, the lingering sweetness of her lips left a faint fragrance on Ye Feng’s mouth.
"Consider this kiss our promise, okay~"
"......"
Ye Feng stared at her, momentarily speechless, as if she were a painting too exquisite to disturb. He had no idea how to respond.
"Xiao Feng?"
"Ah? Oh! Sorry, Mengli, I should go prepare the ingredients for dinner."
"Alright~"
Watching him hurry away, deliberately avoiding her gaze, Shen Mengli didn’t stop him. Instead, she smiled tenderly, satisfied with his reaction. Her plan had worked.
If she could slowly carve out a place in Ye Feng’s heart, then one day, when he felt lost, it would be her name he called out, wouldn’t it?
"Haah..."
Ye Feng exhaled deeply, staring at the running water in the sink.
What’s wrong with me? Why am I becoming so weak-willed? I wasn’t like this before...
I have to stay firm. I can’t let myself fall. I can’t hurt them. Absolutely not.
Closing his eyes, flashes of the girls he’d grown close to flooded his mind, their shared moments merging into a torrent that surged deep into his heart.
What... should I do?
......
"Old Li, why the long face? Did something happen?"
At the evening banquet, Su Wanli, as usual, sought out Li Jing for a casual chat.
"Ah, Old Su, you’ve really landed me in trouble this time."
Li Jing’s expression darkened further as he looked at Su Wanli.
Earlier, he’d received a report from Ah Fu about Li Mucheng’s reaction. It was clear that all the goodwill he’d painstakingly built up had been wiped out in an instant. He knew his daughter too well—when Li Mucheng appeared calm, it meant the situation was dire.
"What did I do? Are you having business troubles? How is that my fault?"
"Don’t play dumb. Not long ago, Mucheng found out about Ye Feng tutoring Yu Xin. According to Ah Fu, she’s furious."
"What?! Mucheng knows?!"
Su Wanli nearly dropped his wine glass, barely catching it in time. His face mirrored Li Jing’s worry.
"We agreed to keep this under wraps, but now there’s no fixing it. No room for negotiation."
Li Jing sighed deeply, then turned to Su Wanli, who was frowning in thought.
"Well? Aren’t you going to say something? You were full of ideas before."
"Old Li... I’m at a loss too. You’re her father—you know Mucheng’s temper better than anyone."
Seeing Su Wanli at a loss for words, Li Jing waved his hand dismissively. "Fine. So you’re leaving me to clean up this mess alone."
"Look, I had no choice! Yu Xin insisted, and how could I say no?"
Su Wanli’s voice grew quieter, his guilt evident.
"Who’d have thought that kid would be so charming? Even Yu Xin, who’s always been so well-behaved, has become so mischievous lately..."
"Uncle Su, Teacher Ye is not a 'kid.'"
A cold voice cut through the air from behind Su Wanli, freezing him mid-sentence.
"Ah! Right, right! My mistake—I shouldn’t have misspoken."
Su Wanli turned awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head as he faced Li Mucheng, who stood there in an elegant black gown.
Dressed for the banquet, Li Mucheng’s attire was understated yet stunning, her poise and beauty making her the most dazzling presence in the room—like a diamond shining in the dark.
"Good evening, Mucheng. I didn’t expect to see you here tonight."
"Good evening, Uncle Su."
Li Mucheng greeted him politely, though her tone remained icy.
"Uh... Mucheng, about this whole situation..."
"It’s alright, Uncle Su. I understand you were just looking out for Yu Xin."
Her expression remained calm, betraying no anger.
"But don’t you think making such a decision without consulting the people involved is a bit... discourteous?"
"Ah... You’re right. I didn’t think it through properly. My apologies."
Su Wanli looked genuinely remorseful.
"No need to worry. Actually, I came tonight hoping to chat with Yu Xin. Is she here?"
"Yes, of course! It’d be great for you two to catch up. If I remember correctly, she’s in the lounge having cake. You should find her there."
"Then I’ll take my leave. Goodbye, Uncle Su. Father... goodbye."
"Take care..."
Li Jing watched Li Mucheng walk away, pressing a hand to his forehead as his breathing grew heavy.
"Old Su... Do you think hiring Ye Feng was the right decision after all?"
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.
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!
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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."
