Seeing Shen Mengli trying to wriggle out of his embrace, Ye Feng had no intention of letting her escape. He tightened his grip around her waist and lifted her up effortlessly.
"Hmph, as the saying goes, 'One won’t shed tears until they see their own coffin.' Mengli, your behavior is the perfect example of that."
"Mm..."
Realizing Ye Feng might be serious, Shen Mengli’s mischievous demeanor instantly softened. Within moments, she obediently wrapped her arms around his neck, wearing an expression of resigned determination before firmly shutting her eyes.
"I know you’re just trying to scare me, Xiao Feng! I won’t fall for it!"
"Oh? Seems like you still haven’t grasped the situation, Mengli."
Ye Feng let out a sinister chuckle as he carried her toward the wooden cabin, then unceremoniously tossed her onto the bed under her startled gaze.
As Ye Feng sat at the edge of the bed, staring intently at her, the teasing words Shen Mengli had been about to say died on her lips.
Because she faintly glimpsed it—the barely concealed desire burning in his eyes.
And she knew exactly where that desire stemmed from.
If Ye Feng were likened to a seed yet to sprout, under ordinary circumstances, he would have grown steadily, eventually becoming a towering tree.
That should have been his natural path. But along the way, unscrupulous forces had sought to accelerate his growth, eager to pluck his fruits at their leisure. They had corroded and polished his body through various means, and as they wished, Ye Feng had indeed grown into a tree. Yet at its roots, toxins had seeped deep...
Still, she had to thank those so-called toxins. Without their efforts, how could she have obtained the very tree she had always longed for?
"Xiao... Xiao Feng..."
Breathing heavily, Shen Mengli reached out and pulled Ye Feng close, her earlier pretense crumbling in an instant. Her delicate fingers traced lightly over his chest.
"Don’t think I don’t know what you’re scheming, Mengli. You’re trying to make me back down, aren’t you? But this time, I won’t let you have your way."
With that, Ye Feng seized her wrist and pinned her firmly against the bed, fully expecting her to yield and admit defeat. But before he could react, a pair of soft lips pressed against his.
"Mwah~ ♡"
Huh?!
His mind blanked as the sensation of her lips silenced him, leaving him momentarily stunned.
"Meng... Mengli?"
As Ye Feng tried to speak, Shen Mengli—somehow summoning unexpected strength—pushed him down, reversing their positions in an instant.
"Xiao~ Feng~"
Perched atop him, she gazed down with an entirely different look in her eyes, the earlier confusion now replaced with unmistakable allure.
"Mengli, you... you..."
A foreboding sense of unease prickled at Ye Feng’s heart, as if he’d stumbled into some strange, inescapable trap.
"You walked right into this yourself, Xiao Feng. Today, I won’t let you escape."
"N-no! Mengli, wait! I was just teasing you earlier—don’t take it seriously!"
Too late, Ye Feng realized the gravity of the situation. Just as he braced himself to forcefully push her away, her lips captured his again.
It was clear now—this had been Shen Mengli’s carefully laid trap all along.
"Mmph... Mmengli... slurp..."
"Mwah mwah~"
"Pant... Hah~ ♡"
As her scent filled his senses, Ye Feng’s resolve crumbled bit by bit. But most dangerous of all were her mesmerizing crimson eyes, bewitching him like a spell, drawing him helplessly closer.
"Haah... hah..."
Shen Mengli finally released his lips, her plan a resounding success. Yet her stamina couldn’t match his, forcing her to pause and catch her breath before continuing.
Noticing the dazed haze in Ye Feng’s eyes beginning to clear, she leaned in again—but this time, her target wasn’t his lips.
Today would be the most important day of her life. She would claim Ye Feng, and in turn, let him claim her. Everything she’d done had been for this very purpose.
"Mengli... I-I’m sorry, okay? Can we slow down? My heart feels... strange."
"Strange is good. That’s exactly the reaction I wanted."
Entranced, Shen Mengli caressed his cheek while her hands slid to the hem of his shirt, her gaze never leaving his.
"Xiao Feng."
"Y-yes?"
"I... I want to give you something."
"What is it?"
"I want to give you a happy life~"
With that, she nestled against his chest, murmuring softly as her fingers traced his jawline.
"Leave the rest to me, okay?"
"Mengli, what do you—mmph!"
Before he could finish, Ye Feng was captured once more—but this time, in a way he’d never experienced before.
......
"Young Mistress, are you alright?"
Su Yuxin’s bodyguard rushed forward as she suddenly clutched her chest, her steps faltering.
"I... I’m fine. It’s just—my heart suddenly ached for no reason."
Shaking her head, Su Yuxin tried to refocus on her search for Ye Feng’s whereabouts.
Yet inexplicably, her heart had clenched as if something were suffocating it. Distracted, she misstepped and slipped.
"Thud!"
She tumbled to the ground, but before her bodyguard could help her up, Su Yuxin scrambled to her feet—clutching something in her hand.
It appeared to be...
A bloodstained coat!
Most glaring was the small, gunshot-like hole near the chest area, the darkened bloodstains indicating it had been here for a while.
Ignoring the mud staining her shoes, Su Yuxin immediately dialed Li Mucheng’s number. She knew—this coat was a crucial clue to Ye Feng’s disappearance after his fall from the cliff. The truth was finally within reach.
The call connected swiftly, and Li Mucheng’s voice came through.
"Yuxin? What’s wrong?"
"Mucheng... I think I’ve found Ye Feng."
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
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!
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?!
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."
