"Wuu..."
Ye Feng hadn't expected that after his attempts to comfort her, Shen Mengli not only failed to stop crying but became even more heartbroken.
"Xiao Feng... Wuu... Waaah..."
Feeling his clothes dampened by her tears, Ye Feng let out a deep sigh. Nevertheless, he continued patting Shen Mengli's back and pulled her into his embrace, speaking in a gentle tone, "Don't cry anymore, Mengli. Haven’t you always wanted me to tell you the truth? If you keep crying, I might just change my mind."
"Mmm... No... Don’t!"
Shen Mengli frantically shook her head, clearly showing how much this matter meant to her. She was terrified that any carelessness might cause her to miss something important.
"I... I won’t cry anymore. Xiao Feng, please don’t hate me, okay?"
"Silly, how could I ever hate you?"
Ye Feng chuckled and lightly tapped Shen Mengli’s nose before finally checking the wound on her neck. Fortunately, she hadn’t hurt herself badly—just a small scratch that would heal in a few days.
"I know you acted this way because you care about me, but I just didn’t want you all dragged into this mess."
"I don’t care about any of that! You were the one who pulled me out of that bottomless abyss. Now it’s my turn to save you."
"......"
Seeing Shen Mengli’s stubborn determination, Ye Feng knew further arguments would be futile. The situation was already set in stone, and he suspected her sudden resolve must have something to do with the other girls.
"Let’s go eat. After we rest, I’ll tell you everything."
"You promised, Xiao Feng! No taking it back!"
With Ye Feng’s assurance, Shen Mengli gradually returned to her usual lively and adorable self. She immediately looped her arm through his and led him out of the bedroom.
"Mmm~ It smells so good~"
Leaning over the table where the freshly cooked dishes were laid out, Shen Mengli sniffed lightly, her face lighting up with delight.
"Come on, you didn’t act like this when the food was just ready, did you?"
Ye Feng knew full well she was trying to cheer him up, so he playfully rapped his knuckles against her head.
"Hehe~ Okay, maybe I exaggerated a little, but Xiao Feng’s cooking really is delicious~"
With that, Shen Mengli picked up Ye Feng’s bowl, filled it with rice, and handed it to him.
"It’s dinnertime now, Xiao Feng. Let’s eat~"
"Mm, you should eat too, Mengli."
Watching Shen Mengli pick up her chopsticks, Ye Feng’s earlier frustration faded. With the weight in his heart about to be revealed, he even felt somewhat lighter. Though he couldn’t predict how things would unfold once Shen Mengli learned his secret.
Just as Ye Feng zoned out, a pair of chopsticks placed a slice of meat into his bowl. When he looked up, he saw Shen Mengli smiling at him, the tip of her chopsticks still between her lips.
"Xiao Feng, stop thinking about unpleasant things. This is our time together, and I won’t let your mind wander anywhere else."
"Alright."
Ye Feng nodded, and the two enjoyed a pleasant dinner together.
......
"Yuyan, you’re not eating anymore?"
Li Mucheng glanced at the leftover food in Xie Yuyan’s bowl, then up at her slightly furrowed brows, and asked with concern.
"Yeah, sorry, Mucheng. The food is delicious, but I just don’t have much appetite."
Xie Yuyan apologized, her gaze drifting to her phone on the table. For some reason, she felt an inexplicable discomfort, as if something heavy was pressing on her chest.
"Yuyan, you should take a break these next few days. Didn’t Shen Mengli say she was resting too? Use this time to relax."
"Mucheng, thank you, but I—"
Before Xie Yuyan could finish, her phone suddenly rang. Both of them fell silent, their attention snapping to the device.
After a moment, Li Mucheng studied Xie Yuyan’s dazed expression and whispered, "Is it Shen Mengli?"
"Yeah..."
Xie Yuyan nodded faintly and picked up the phone, but she hesitated to answer.
"But Shen Mengli said she wouldn’t call me for a while. What if Ye Feng found out I secretly contacted her with this phone? If I answer, will he start hating me?"
So that’s it...
Without another thought, Li Mucheng stepped forward, snatched the phone from Xie Yuyan’s hand, and pressed the answer button.
"Mu—"
Xie Yuyan tried to speak, but Li Mucheng raised a finger to her lips, signaling silence.
She knew Li Mucheng was sacrificing herself for her sake, and the gratitude only deepened her regret for her past mistakes.
"Hello?"
Li Mucheng spoke first, waiting for Ye Feng’s voice. But the next second left her stunned—the voice on the other end was still Shen Mengli’s.
"Li Mucheng? Why are you answering?"
"I... I didn’t expect it to be you either. Never mind that—what’s the matter?"
"Yeah, I have something very important to tell you all. It’s about Xiao Feng."
Hearing the seriousness in Shen Mengli’s voice, laced with a hint of sorrow, Li Mucheng’s heart sank.
Had Shen Mengli discovered some critical secret about their teacher?
Not daring to pry further, Li Mucheng quickly replied, "Alright, what’s the plan?"
"I’ll come to the manor tomorrow. Gather everyone."
"Got it. What about the teacher—"
"Xiao Feng is fine for now. That’s all for today. I’ll hang up."
"Okay..."
Li Mucheng lowered the phone, her face blank, and met Xie Yuyan’s questioning gaze.
"What happened? What did Shen Mengli say?"
"She said... she has something important to tell us tomorrow and wants everyone there."
"Something important... Could it be...?"
"Yeah, it must be about the teacher! If even Shen Mengli is this tense, it can’t be anything simple."
"It seems the thing I feared most is finally happening..."
Though Xie Yuyan spoke these words, she felt a strange sense of relief—as if she’d anticipated this all along. Or perhaps she was just glad the call hadn’t come from Ye Feng.

ial death, also known as "shè sǐ" in Chinese, generally refers to... well, never mind, it's not important. My name is Ye Cheng, and I'm about to experience social death firsthand. ... 【Host, your mission is to confess your love to the young lady of the Dongfang family, the current student council president, in a way that will be unforgettable for everyone at the freshman ceremony!】 【Host, assist the girl with a sprained ankle in front of you to reach the infirmary, and fulfill the wicked thoughts in your heart!】 【Host, act on your desires and punish the arrogant young lady before you mercilessly!】 【Host, follow your instincts—abandon shameful surrender, begging, or groveling, and ruthlessly criticize the domineering, ill-mannered young lady in front of you!】 【Host...】 Ye Cheng: "Here, here, you take this host role—I quit!" Wait, why is the girl with a sprained ankle the daughter of a mafia boss? And what kind of punishment method is this for the arrogant young lady? Also, who the heck said anything about wicked thoughts in my heart? Come out here, let’s settle this one-on-one!!! ... The haughty student council president, the scheming mafia princess, the fragile yandere young lady, the airheaded maid-in-waiting, the mixed-blood loli/...

d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!

lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.

+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!