"What do you mean by this, Mucheng?" Ye Feng looked puzzled at Li Mucheng, who was bowing her head, waiting for his touch.
"Hehe, actually, this is just a way to distract you, Teacher. That way, you won’t focus on the pain from your wound."
Li Mucheng tilted her head up toward Ye Feng, pursed her lips, and spoke in an expectant tone.
"Please don’t hold back, Teacher! I’ll gratefully accept this gift~"
Hiss... Why does Mucheng’s phrasing sound a bit off?
Ye Feng frowned slightly. It seemed that if he didn’t pat her head, the bandage on his arm wouldn’t get wrapped properly. This girl was clearly waiting for him.
"Alright, alright, I’ll do it, okay?"
Ye Feng raised his hand and stroked Li Mucheng’s head as usual. Meanwhile, the girl, still bowing her head, wore a satisfied expression.
"Ehehe~ Teacher’s hand is so warm~"
Li Mucheng lifted her head, squinting her eyes as she savored Ye Feng’s touch. But then it struck her—Ye Feng’s wound still hadn’t been bandaged. If bacteria got in now, it’d be bad. So she quickly snapped out of her blissful daze.
"Teacher, wait a moment. I’ll bandage your wound right away."
"Oh?"
Ye Feng thought his head-patting technique had worked wonders. Maybe he should try this approach more often when asking for favors.
After Li Mucheng finished wrapping the bandage, she tied a neat little bow at the end and nodded in satisfaction. "All done!"
"Mucheng, it’s just a small wound. No need to get so worked up."
"Teaaacher!!"
Li Mucheng’s gentle demeanor instantly sharpened, her eyes turning fierce as an overwhelming aura enveloped the oblivious Ye Feng.
Realizing he might have misspoken, Ye Feng hastily stood up, making up an excuse to leave. "Ahem, Mucheng, since the bandage is done, I think I’ll take a short rest now..."
Just as he turned to go, Li Mucheng grabbed the hem of his shirt. Ye Feng awkwardly glanced back.
"Ah! Wh-what is it, Mucheng? Something else?"
"Are you trying to run away?"
"Run away? Ha! Of course not! A real man like me would never do something so cowardly. Besides, I’m not going anywhere—how is that running away?"
"Hmph! No matter what, you’re not allowed to leave!"
Li Mucheng stubbornly clung to Ye Feng’s arm, pressing herself against him. But Ye Feng didn’t react much. Though she was a rich young lady, in one particular aspect... she wasn’t quite as fortunate.
"Teacher, you’re such an idiot! When it comes to protecting me, you’re so careful, afraid I’ll get even a scratch. But when it’s about yourself, you’re so careless! Don’t you realize there are people besides you who worry about you too?"
"Mm..."
This time, Ye Feng didn’t argue back. He just stood there quietly, listening to Li Mucheng’s outburst.
"Don’t think acting all mature and composed makes you seem so dependable! Even you have moments of confusion, and I’ll be there for you when you need me!"
After Li Mucheng finished, the room fell into silence, broken only by her own rapid breathing.
"......"
Only then did Li Mucheng snap back to reality, realizing she had just spoken so disrespectfully to Ye Feng. As a student, how could she dare talk to her teacher like that? Worse, this wasn’t the time for emotional outbursts. Yet, whenever it came to Ye Feng, her rationality seemed to be swallowed by some unseen darkness.
No! I have to apologize right now. Hearing those words must have hurt him. If I don’t fix this, I might lose him again!
"I-I’m sorr—"
Before she could finish, Ye Feng gave her a reassuring smile.
"It’s alright, Mucheng. I’m touched."
"Eh?"
Li Mucheng’s mouth fell open. She never expected Ye Feng to say something like that. Confusion swirled in her heart—along with a tiny spark of excitement.
"Even though we’ve only spent a couple of days together recently, I can feel the trust and care you’ve had for me from the very beginning. It reminds me of our time in class. Looking back, everything I’ve done feels worth it. I don’t regret any of it."
Ye Feng’s cryptic words—talking about things being "worth it" one moment and "no regrets" the next—left Li Mucheng’s brain completely short-circuited. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t decipher his meaning. Maybe only Ye Feng truly understood.
"Time really flies, doesn’t it?"
Ye Feng smiled nostalgically—but the next second, Li Mucheng threw herself into his arms.
"Mucheng?"
"No regrets..."
"Huh? What are you mumbling? And you’re hugging me a bit too tightly..."
Ye Feng tried to pry Li Mucheng’s hands off his waist, but she kept burrowing into his chest, making it impossible to free himself with just one hand. Then, her voice grew louder.
"I don’t regret it either!"
"Don’t regret what?"
"I don’t regret the time I’ve spent with you, Teacher! And I don’t regret the choices I’ve made!"
Li Mucheng tilted her head up, flashing Ye Feng a sweet smile while nuzzling her cheek against his chest.
"I’ll protect you! I’ll protect you, Teacher! And all the days we’ll spend together from now on. So... will you walk forward with me, hand in hand?"
"Mucheng..."
Ye Feng was momentarily stunned by her sudden outpouring of words. But he quickly composed himself. The emotions swirling in Li Mucheng’s eyes were too complex to ignore. She had laid her heart bare without forcing an ultimatum—her ambiguous phrasing left room for retreat, silently assuring him she wouldn’t resort to extremes like before.
"I understand. Then I’ll protect you properly too, Mucheng."
Ye Feng resumed his familiar gesture, gently patting her head—his unspoken answer clear.
"I... I see."
A flicker of disappointment crossed Li Mucheng’s eyes, but she quickly masked it. As much as she hated the idea of "forcing" Ye Feng...
"Teacher, I won’t give up! I’ll keep trying until the day you accept me."
"......"
Mucheng’s stubbornness really hasn’t changed at all.
Ye Feng withdrew his hand from stroking Li Mucheng's hair, realizing she had rejected his first proposal. There was no point in continuing the affectionate gesture now.
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】
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
