"Was I wrong?"
Xie Yuyan pressed on, watching the despondent Shen Mengli. She didn’t care about Shen Mengli’s emotions—her only goal was to break her resolve and make her give up her obsession with Ye Feng.
Of course, Xie Yuyan would keep her promise: she’d give Shen Mengli a substantial sum of money, enough to ensure she lived comfortably.
"Ye Feng is already exhausted. He even has to run around taking care of you. If you truly want what’s best for him, I advise you to leave him. There’s no happy ending between the two of you."
"Me... and Xiao Feng... no happy ending..."
At these words, Shen Mengli finally lost the last bit of strength holding her together. She lowered her head, covering her face with her hands as quiet sobs escaped her lips.
"Wah... wah... I’m sorry, Xiao Feng... I’m so sorry... I’ve been nothing but a burden to you all this time..."
"......"
Seeing Shen Mengli like this, Xie Yuyan said nothing more. She took a card from her pocket and placed it on Shen Mengli’s wheelchair.
"There’s enough money in here to buy any medical equipment you need, plus enough to live on. Whether you stay here or move elsewhere is up to you. I just hope you’ll heed my words today. I don’t want to make things any uglier than they already are."
"......"
Without waiting for a response, Xie Yuyan turned and left. She had done all she needed to. Whatever Shen Mengli chose next was no longer her concern. Judging by that look of utter despair, the outcome was already decided.
Then, like a passing breeze, Xie Yuyan vanished from the welfare home as if nothing had happened.
Time slipped by unnoticed until Shen Mengli slowly lifted her head, her gaze fixed on the garden. Eventually, she wheeled herself to the nearest flowerpot and reached out.
"Rustle, rustle..."
As she brushed aside the leaves, a phone lay hidden in the grass. Shen Mengli picked it up, and a strange smile curled her lips as she watched the video playing on the screen.
"Just as the vision predicted—Xie Yuyan would come here. If Xiao Feng were to see this footage, her standing in his heart would crumble instantly. But the real question is... when should I reveal this recording to maximize its impact?"
As she murmured to herself, Shen Mengli glanced at the card Xie Yuyan had left beside her. She tucked it away carefully before silently wheeling herself back to her bedroom.
This is getting more and more interesting, Xie Yuyan. You brought this upon yourself. I’ll make you vomit out every last drop of love you have for Xiao Feng!
......
"Mmm..."
A faint movement stirred Ye Feng from his sleep. Blinking groggily, he found Xie Yuyan nestled against his chest, her cheek rubbing affectionately against him. He didn’t think much of it—this kind of intimacy was nothing new between them.
With a soft sigh, he wrapped his arms around her and closed his eyes again, drifting back to sleep.
Ye Feng... so warm...
Xie Yuyan’s bright eyes fluttered open, gazing lovingly at him. His embrace filled her with satisfaction—proof that she held an irreplaceable place in his heart. Visions of their future together danced in her mind.
How wonderful... No worldly conflicts, no scheming outsiders coveting my Ye Feng. Just living happily like this might be the most beautiful time of all.
With that thought, she closed her eyes again, savoring the warmth of their shared slumber.
Unbeknownst to her, beneath the calm surface of the ocean, turbulent undercurrents were already swirling.
......
"Good morning, Ye Feng~"
The sound of Xie Yuyan’s voice roused him early the next day.
When he opened his eyes, he found her propped up on one elbow, staring at him intently. Ye Feng glanced out the window, then flopped back onto the bed.
"Yuyan? Not going back to sleep? It’s still barely dawn."
"No need. Nothing makes me happier than waking up to see you."
"You and your sweet talk."
Though he’d planned to sleep in, the sight of Xie Yuyan’s alluring expression banished any drowsiness.
Their relationship had progressed at an almost surreal pace. Looking back now, even Ye Feng found it hard to believe.
"Ye Feng? Why are you staring at me like that? Could it be~?"
"Cough! Xie Yuyan, that’s not what I meant! I was just thinking about how far we’ve come and how incredible it all feels."
"Yeah... incredible..."
For some reason, Xie Yuyan seemed lost in thought. She burrowed under the covers, pressing her face against his chest.
"Ye Feng... I love you... I love you so much..."
"Yuyan."
He ran his fingers gently through her hair, and she responded like a pampered kitten, purring softly under his touch.
"Hey... at least try not to make those weird noises."
Despite his words, his hand never stopped stroking.
"It’s all because of you, and you know it. Besides, you’re clearly enjoying yourself."
"Cough... I’m just following my heart. Can’t fight nature."
"Oh?"
She drew out the word teasingly, then lifted her head, her fair neck stretching like polished jade. Her lips, ripe as cherries, hovered temptingly close.
"Then why not indulge your heart a little more? Who knows what wonders might happen~?"
"Gulp..."
Ye Feng’s throat tightened. Xie Yuyan’s allure had him ensnared, pulling him in like a moth to flame.
"Let’s make this morning unforgettable, darling~"
"Yuyan..."
All hesitation vanished from his mind as he leaned in, capturing her lips in a kiss.
"Mmm~"
Feeling the depth of his affection, Xie Yuyan closed her eyes in triumph. His rare initiative was proof—he was finally embracing her completely.
Everything was falling perfectly into place.
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?"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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.”
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
