Shen Mengli could still vividly remember the illusionary dream she had the night before.
Ye Feng, who seemed to be living a peaceful life, had finally discovered the undercurrents beneath the surface. Disappointed and frightened, he chose to flee in panic to avoid being imprisoned once more by the women who harbored selfish desires for him. But just when he thought everything was safe, it was already too late. In the end, under the relentless pursuit of an inescapable net, he fell into a rushing river, battered and wounded. The scene shifted as the currents carried him to this shallow shore.
"It should happen within the next few days... It seems the trigger for this outcome was the video Xiao Feng saw."
At this point, Shen Mengli pulled out her phone from her pocket, checked that she hadn’t received any messages, and then turned it off.
"Well... All that's left is to wait and see how things unfold..."
......
"Hehe~"
Xie Yuyan narrowed her eyes slightly, wearing an expression of pure contentment as she gazed at the simmering pot of pork rib soup. The glow on her cheeks suggested she had recently experienced something... invigorating.
"Haa..."
At the same time, Ye Feng stepped out of the bathroom. After letting out a long exhale, he slowly walked up behind Xie Yuyan, wrapped his arms around her, and gently rested his head on her shoulder.
Xie Yuyan, as if she had anticipated his arrival, wasn’t startled by his embrace. Instead, she kept her attention on the pot, speaking in an exceptionally tender voice: "Doesn’t a hot bath ease the fatigue in your body and mind? Just rest well today, Ye Feng. I’ll take care of everything else."
"It’s fine. Just holding you like this already clears my head."
Breathing in Xie Yuyan’s fragrance, Ye Feng closed his eyes and quietly leaned against her back. Xie Yuyan lifted a hand and placed it over his.
"I’ve never seen you this clingy before, Ye Feng. Who knew you had such an adorable side?"
"Ahem! Yuyan, your choice of words is a bit off! How can you describe me as 'adorable'?"
"Tehe, just speaking my mind~ Don’t take it so seriously, Ye Feng."
As she spoke, a peculiar glint flashed in Xie Yuyan’s beautiful eyes. She tilted her head and planted a kiss on Ye Feng’s cheek.
"Yuyan?"
"Could you help me set the table, Ye Feng? Dinner will be ready in just a little while."
"Mm, leave it to me."
Not wanting Xie Yuyan to overexert herself, Ye Feng immediately turned to arrange the tableware, giving her a moment to step away.
"Ye Feng..."
Xie Yuyan murmured his name, her eyes brimming with deep remorse in that instant. Then, she reached into her apron pocket and, after a brief moment, pulled out a small packet of powdered substance.
"I’m sorry, Ye Feng... Please forgive my rudeness. I just... want to make sure our life together is more secure..."
As the powder dissolved into the steaming pork rib soup, Xie Yuyan swiftly took out a pill and swallowed it herself.
......
"So, Ye Feng, how does the soup smell?"
Once everything was ready, Xie Yuyan first ladled a bowl of soup and placed it beside Ye Feng.
"With your cooking, could it ever taste bad? Just the aroma alone makes my mouth water!"
"Hah, seems you’ve got a silver tongue after all. I thought you’d just be like a block of wood, only saying 'it’s good.'"
Ye Feng clicked his tongue in mock exasperation. "Yuyan, can’t you think a little better of me? Do I really seem that awkward?"
"Who knows? That’s why you need nutritious meals to keep your body healthy. Now, hurry up and taste the soup. I spent a long time on this."
"Then I definitely can’t let your efforts go to waste!"
Savoring the rich scent, Ye Feng lifted the bowl, blew on the steaming broth, and took a small sip.
"Well?"
Xie Yuyan leaned in eagerly, clearly waiting for his feedback.
"Hmm..."
Ye Feng pondered for a moment, took another sip, then set the bowl down and gave her a thumbs-up.
"Perfect! The sweetness of the corn, the tender fall-off-the-bone ribs—it’s like a tidal wave crashing over my taste buds. I feel like I could down three bowls of rice with this!"
"It’s not that exaggerated~"
Xie Yuyan covered her mouth with a giggle, happily accepting his praise.
"Yuyan, don’t just stand there. You’re the chef—you should enjoy your masterpiece too. There’s a whole pot to share."
"Alright, alright~"
Xie Yuyan served herself a bowl and began sipping it in front of Ye Feng.
"Mmm, it really is rich and flavorful. My whole body feels warm after drinking it."
"That’s all thanks to your amazing cooking. Meeting someone as wonderful as you is truly my good fortune."
"That’s my line..."
"Huh? What did you say? Sorry, your voice was too soft."
"Ah! Nothing."
Xie Yuyan shook her head quickly.
"I said it’s the least I can do. Let’s eat before everything gets cold."
"Sure."
After dinner, the two nestled together on the sofa, too exhausted from their earlier conversations to speak.
"Ye Feng."
Suddenly, Xie Yuyan spoke up, resting her head on his shoulder as she gazed at the night sky outside the balcony.
"Yeah?"
"Do you think... we’ll be together forever?"
"Of course? Why are you suddenly saying things like this? Don’t dwell on unnecessary worries, okay? Overthinking will only poison your peace of mind."
"But... what if..."
"No 'what ifs.' Yuyan, remember—what matters is what’s real. Hypothetical fears don’t reflect reality. Isn’t it better to live in the moment and experience things firsthand?"
"But if we don’t consider the possibilities, what if reality turns into a nightmare or disaster?"
"Then we’ll change it! We’ll keep changing it until everything is right!"
Ye Feng’s tone grew firm, his words resolute.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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."
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?!
