"No... there's no turning back now."
Li Mucheng shook her head slightly. She knew everything was over the moment she took this step. But she had no choice—as long as she could have Ye Feng, she was willing to pay any price.
"No... don't..."
Ye Feng reached out to stroke Li Mucheng's head, but his hand hovered mid-air before finally dropping.
"......"
Li Mucheng glanced at Ye Feng, now completely unconscious, and without hesitation, spoke to the driver in the front seat.
"Drive."
"Yes..."
......
"Teacher... could something have happened to him?"
Su Yuxin dialed Ye Feng's phone several times, but each call ended in a busy tone. Her heart leaped into her throat, and the cold milk tea in her hand remained untouched.
"I can't take this anymore! I need to see if Brother Ye Feng is home!"
Unable to bear the torment of waiting, Su Yuxin tossed aside her milk tea and dashed toward the roadside, her twin ponytails swaying behind her.
......
"Ye Feng... Ye Feng... I just can’t get enough of his scent, no matter what~"
After breakfast, Xie Yuyan had inexplicably returned to bed, inhaling the lingering traces of Ye Feng in the sheets. Her gaze grew increasingly unfocused.
"I want... I want to pick up where we left off last night. Maybe when Ye Feng comes home tonight, we can try breaking our record?"
Lost in her fantasies, Xie Yuyan was abruptly pulled back to reality by a frantic knocking at the bedroom door.
!!!!
The flush on her cheeks instantly faded as she snapped back to alertness.
"Could it be Ye Feng? Did he finish class already? No... he said he was going to mediate between those two students today. Maybe they reconciled because of him, so he came back early?"
With that thought, Xie Yuyan threw off the covers and hurried barefoot toward the door, her legs still trembling slightly.
Bang bang
When no response came from inside, the knocking resumed.
"Honestly, darling, you’re so impatient. Was waiting a few seconds really that unbearable?"
Without suspicion, Xie Yuyan swung the door open, ready to welcome Ye Feng home—only to find a petite, adorable girl standing outside instead.
"Ye Feng..."
"Brother Ye Feng..."
Su Yuxin’s words died in her throat the moment she saw Xie Yuyan.
Their eyes locked, and the air between them crackled with tension.
"Who are you?!"
Su Yuxin was the first to speak, her voice laced with hostility as she glared at the alluring woman before her. Instinctively, she sensed this woman was a formidable rival.
"Little girl, trespassing is very rude, you know."
Xie Yuyan narrowed her eyes, her tone dripping with disdain. She was also puzzled—how did this girl know where she and Ye Feng lived?
"Where’s Brother Ye Feng?!"
Unfazed by Xie Yuyan’s height, Su Yuxin straightened her back and lifted her chin defiantly.
"It seems you didn’t understand me the first time. I won’t warn you again."
"Move!"
Su Yuxin bristled like an angry kitten, refusing to back down. All she cared about was finding Ye Feng and demanding answers.
"This is your third warning."
Xie Yuyan blocked Su Yuxin’s path, her expression icy. Her patience had worn thin—this girl was not only disrupting her peaceful life with Ye Feng but also stirring a dark urge within her. Still, she knew acting on it would shatter any hope of normalcy.
"I don’t care how many warnings you give! Brother Ye Feng is mine! You’re the outsider who should leave!"
"Oh? I’m the outsider?"
Xie Yuyan couldn’t help but laugh, her eyes mocking.
"Sweetheart, isn’t it more likely that you’re the intruder? Ye Feng and I have been living together for a long time—you just didn’t know."
She shrugged dismissively, as if Su Yuxin were nothing more than a naive child.
"I don’t believe it! Impossible! Brother Ye Feng would never be with someone like you!"
Though reality stared her in the face, Su Yuxin clung stubbornly to her last shred of hope.
"Let me in! You must have trapped Brother Ye Feng! You witch!"
"Tch."
Xie Yuyan had no interest in arguing further. The truth was plain—she just needed to protect Ye Feng.
Stepping aside, she watched as Su Yuxin stormed toward Ye Feng’s room. The moment the girl stepped inside, her final hope shattered.
There, on the bed, were unmistakable signs of two people sharing a life. The sight broke her completely, leaving her hollow, like a doll stripped of its soul.
"Brother... Ye Feng..."
"Alright, you’ve seen enough. Now get out of my house. And don’t ever interfere in my life with Ye Feng again."
Xie Yuyan leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, her tone dripping with contempt. Yet, a flicker of unease pricked at her as she took in Su Yuxin’s devastated expression.
Thank goodness I got back in time. Any later, and our roles might’ve been reversed.
Just as Xie Yuyan prepared to shoo Su Yuxin out, a chilling realization struck her.
Ye Feng had gone to mediate between these two. So why was Su Yuxin here? That meant... she never saw Ye Feng at all.
Oh no. Ye Feng’s in trouble.
Xie Yuyan’s smug expression darkened in an instant.
If it wasn’t Su Yuxin... then the culprit had to be that woman—Li Mucheng.
What a devious trick.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
