Seeing Su Yuxin’s expression suddenly change, Su Wanli couldn’t help but tense up. Hesitantly, he began, "Yuxin, if you think about it carefully, doesn’t Ye Feng’s attitude toward you seem more like he sees you as a little sister?"
"You’re lying, Dad!"
Su Yuxin’s reaction was immediate, like a kitten with its fur bristling. She glared at Su Wanli with visible anger in her eyes.
"Brother Ye Feng has never thought of me that way! He’s always treated me like a girl!"
"But Yuxin, haven’t you noticed that Ye Feng has been deliberately keeping his distance from you...?"
"No, that’s not true!"
Su Yuxin shut her eyes and shook her head violently, cutting off Su Wanli’s words. Her voice, once confident, now wavered. His words felt like a sharp sword piercing through the illusion she had built in her heart. Fear spread like a widening wound, and her pupils contracted abruptly. Without another word, she turned and ran from the dining table toward her room.
"Yuxin!"
Liu Yue, who had been watching, immediately moved to follow her, but a strong hand gripped her wrist. Turning, she saw Su Wanli’s stern expression as he shook his head at her.
"Let go of me, Wanli! How could you say such things to Yuxin? You’ve never been like this before!"
"Calm down, dear. I didn’t want to say those things to Yuxin either. But Li Jing spoke to me, and after thinking it over, I realized we needed to intervene."
"Intervene?"
Liu Yue shot Su Wanli an annoyed look and pulled her hand free.
"What did Li Jing say? Explain everything to me, from start to finish."
"He told me that the relationship between our niece Mucheng and Yuxin has already soured because of Ye Feng. The reason is simple—"
"Yuxin has feelings for Ye Feng."
Liu Yue, being Su Yuxin’s mother, immediately pinpointed the crux of the matter.
"Yes... And Mucheng also has feelings for Ye Feng. What are we supposed to do? Li Jing and I both know that Ye Feng only sees them as his students, nothing more."
"So you want Yuxin to give up on Ye Feng before she gets hurt?"
"Exactly. I don’t want to see Yuxin in pain. Do you remember when I accidentally broke her favorite toy when she was little?"
"Of course. She cried for ages. If you hadn’t bought her that giant box of strawberry cake, she probably wouldn’t have forgiven you to this day."
At this, Liu Yue finally understood Su Wanli’s dilemma. She sighed and stood on her tiptoes to pull her tall husband into a hug.
"Alright, leave this to me. I’ll talk to Yuxin. You’ve been carrying this burden alone for too long."
"Dear..."
Liu Yue patted Su Wanli’s shoulder gently before turning and heading upstairs toward Su Yuxin’s room.
Knock knock.
"Yuxin? Are you in there?"
Silence.
"Yuxin, if you don’t answer, I’m coming in."
Liu Yue wasn’t about to wait. She opened the door and stepped inside.
The moment she entered, she saw Su Yuxin lying on the bed, her back turned to the door.
"Yuxin?"
Liu Yue closed the door quietly and sat on the edge of the bed, speaking in a soothing tone.
"Yuxin, your father and I are waiting for you to come back and eat. I even brought your favorite dessert today. Let’s eat first, okay?"
"Sniff..."
From beneath the covers, Su Yuxin let out a quiet sob.
"Mom... is what Dad said true?"
"Yuxin, that’s something you should ask yourself."
Liu Yue reached out and gently stroked Su Yuxin’s hair.
"How do you think Ye Feng sees you?"
"I... I’m Brother Ye Feng’s..."
Su Yuxin hesitated. Deep down, she had feelings for Ye Feng, but when it came to defining their relationship, the only roles that came to mind were "student" and "little sister."
"See, Yuxin? If even you aren’t sure, how can Ye Feng possibly understand your feelings?"
Su Yuxin slowly sat up and turned to face Liu Yue, her eyes filled with confusion.
"Mom... what should I do to make Brother Ye Feng understand how I feel?"
"It’s simple—be direct."
"No way! If I confess outright, he’ll definitely reject me! And then... he might even leave me..."
"That’s not what I meant. I’m not telling you to confess outright. Instead, show him your feelings through your actions. Only when he senses your love will he start to see you in a different light."
"R-really?"
Su Yuxin’s emerald eyes sparkled as if she had grasped something crucial. She threw herself into Liu Yue’s arms.
"Mom! Please help me! I want Brother Ye Feng to know how I feel!"
Seeing Su Yuxin’s spirits lift, Liu Yue finally relaxed. She knew her daughter’s personality well and wrapped her arms around her tightly.
"Silly girl, of course I’ll help you. I want you to have the happiness you deserve."
"Mom!"
......
Later that evening...
"What? Ye Feng, you’re really going?"
Xie Yuyan, sitting on the couch, stared at Ye Feng in disbelief.
"Yes. Tomorrow’s my scheduled class, and there’s something important I need to do."
Ye Feng recalled his promise to Li Mucheng—to accompany her to Su Yuxin’s home and help mend their relationship. He couldn’t back out now. Though his injury hadn’t fully healed, as long as he avoided strenuous activity, he’d be fine.
"But... why? Your wound isn’t even healed yet. Why rush back to teaching?"
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!
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
u serious?" Chen Feng watched helplessly as his painstakingly trained disciple, fresh off a championship victory, publicly abandoned him. "You had your chance, but you didn’t appreciate it. Now, face the consequences of your choice!" Chen Feng possessed the "Master System," a treasure trove of supreme martial arts techniques, capable of molding ordinary individuals into peerless prodigies. "Legs like yours? A shame not to train in the Crippling Kick." "Ever heard of a palm strike that descends from the heavens?" "Auntie! I see extraordinary bone structure in you—a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand." The once-defiant senior disciple, now watching her juniors rise to fame one after another, dominating the internet, was consumed by endless regret.
