"After all I've said, you still don't believe me?"
"N-no! It's not that!"
Li Mucheng was terrified that Ye Feng might grow impatient with her, fearing she'd lose him again.
"It just feels... too surreal to me. Like an unattainable luxury."
"It's not as exaggerated as you make it sound."
Ye Feng then steered the conversation toward Li Mucheng herself—there were things he still wanted to clarify.
"Do you usually get medical checkups?"
"Ch-checkups? Not really... I never paid much attention to that."
"I see..."
Ye Feng nodded thoughtfully at her response.
"O-oh, right..."
Li Mucheng seemed to recall something, clenching her fists as she stammered.
"C-can I... still call you... teacher?"
"Mm."
"Ugh..."
Hearing his answer, Li Mucheng nearly burst into tears—except she'd cried so much before that now, even when overwhelmed, the tears wouldn't come.
Finally... finally, Teacher has forgiven me! I thought I'd spend the rest of my life drowning in regret and pain.
Her heart was a whirlwind of emotions. On one hand, she'd gotten back the very person she'd pushed away—joy and excitement mingled with sorrow and remorse.
On the other, she worried about how to interact with Ye Feng moving forward, desperate to avoid repeating past mistakes. Still, this was already a good start.
I still have a chance! This time, I won’t let my emotions control me. I won’t lose him again!
"T-teacher... thank you."
"No need for thanks, Mucheng. I haven’t done anything. As for lessons, they’ll have to wait until next week. There are... complications."
"I... understand."
Li Mucheng obediently didn’t pry into what those "complications" were, though curiosity gnawed at her. She knew better than to push her luck—Ye Feng giving her this chance was already a miracle. She wouldn’t ruin it with careless words.
"Then... promise me you’ll stay safe, okay? If—if anything dangerous happens, call me. I’ll talk to my father. No matter the cost, I’ll help you!"
"You really don’t have to, but I appreciate the sentiment. My life is fine as it is."
"Your life now..."
The moment he said it, images of Xie Yuyan and Ye Feng together flashed in Li Mucheng’s mind. Once, they’d filled her with rage and confusion. Now, they barely stung—she knew it was all her own fault.
"Teacher must be... really happy now."
"Yeah. I am."
"......"
The air between them, which had softened, suddenly turned heavy.
BANG!
The clinic door burst open. Ah Fu rushed in, panic written across his face.
"Ye Feng! Is the young mistress alright?!"
"I’m fine, Ah Fu. No need for dramatics."
Li Mucheng waved him off, and Ah Fu clamped his mouth shut, panting. He’d sprinted here the second he parked, fueled by Ye Feng’s earlier description—he’d have grown extra legs if he could.
"Since you’re here, Ah Fu, I’ll leave the rest to you. Mucheng’s fine—just needs proper rest to heal faster."
Ye Feng rose from his chair. He’d already wasted too much time; Xie Yuyan would be waiting.
"Understood. Young mistress—"
Ah Fu turned to Li Mucheng, but she cut him off.
"Teacher!"
"What is it? Something else?"
Ye Feng glanced back, curious. Her urgency suggested something important.
"I just... wanted to say thank you. For everything. Being your student... it made me so happy!"
"......"
Ye Feng gave a slight nod and walked out, leaving a bewildered Ah Fu and Li Mucheng—her lips curled into a faint smile.
Only when Ye Feng vanished from sight did Ah Fu whirl around, frantic.
"Young mistress, you scared me half to death! Why’d you come here without telling anyone? If something happened to you—"
"Enough, Ah Fu. It’s over. Now... I’m starting fresh."
Li Mucheng pushed aside the blanket and carefully stood, gripping the bedframe.
"I won’t disappoint Teacher again. Never..."
......
Ring ring!
Ring ring!
Ye Feng had just reached his apartment when his phone buzzed. The caller? Xie Yuyan, who’d been waiting far too long.
Guilt pricked him. He’d lost track of time because of Li Mucheng. He quickly answered.
"Hey—"
"Darling, it’s been hours. Did you get lost? Or... did you forget where home is?"
"No, Yuyan, I just got back. Earlier, I—"
"Oh? Back at the apartment but still wandering? That eager to avoid me?"
"Let me explain. The reason I’m late is—"
"Because you were busy getting cozy with Li Mucheng? Even hugging her, hmm?"
The voice didn’t just come from the phone—it echoed behind him.
Ye Feng spun around. Xie Yuyan stood barely a few steps away, phone in hand.
"What’s wrong? You look shocked. Did I interrupt your little reunion?"
"You followed me?"
Ye Feng stared, baffled.
"Oh? Is that a problem? My apologies for inconveniencing you."
"Why? Why would you do this? Trust is the foundation of our relationship!"
"Trust?"
Xie Yuyan smirked, as if he’d told a joke.
"Does your idea of trust involve sneaking off with other women?"
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
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!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
