"Wh...what?! Make all of us fall in love with you, Ye Feng?"
Shen Mengli frowned in confusion at Ye Feng's sudden statement, her delicate brows knitting together as she pressed further.
"Ye Feng, we’ve already fallen for you. Is someone among us pretending?"
"Of course not. The system has an exact numerical measure of your affection toward me. For example, Mengli, your affection level is 99%. Aside from Li Mucheng, the others are also at 99%."
"Wh...what? Ninety-nine percent?"
Hearing Ye Feng's response, Shen Mengli was slightly taken aback. She hadn’t expected his concern to revolve around a mere number.
"Affection level? Ye Feng, could you explain this first? My head’s a bit fuzzy."
"Alright... The affection level represents how much you like me. Since it’s a system, it quantifies your feelings with numbers. And 99% is one of those metrics. According to the mission’s requirements, I need to raise everyone’s affection to 100% to receive the reward."
"So, Ye Feng, you’re saying... aside from Li Mucheng, none of us have reached full affection?"
"That’s right."
Ye Feng answered honestly, then continued in a reluctant tone.
"Though I don’t know how to reach the so-called 100% affection, the system essentially wants me to keep bouncing between the four of you to achieve it. But I don’t want to do that."
"......"
"At first, I lost myself, forced into this mission. But after spending time with all of you, I realized what I was doing was hurting you in ways I couldn’t see. The backlash I got was deserved. From then on, I stopped caring. No matter what pressure comes, I won’t bow to it again."
"But... what if the punishment it inflicts on you..."
"Then that’s my fate."
Ye Feng replied calmly, even offering Shen Mengli a faint smile.
"Now, I just want to live the remaining time the way I choose. Mengli, you’ll support me, won’t you?"
"Mm! No matter what choice you make, I’ll stand by you."
Shen Mengli answered without hesitation, her response swift and firm.
"Thank you, Mengli."
Ye Feng stepped forward and wrapped his arms tightly around her. Listening to his steady heartbeat, Shen Mengli understood—he truly no longer cared about his own fate.
"It’s alright, Ye Feng. Now, can we eat cake together? Let’s put aside these unhappy things and face life positively!"
"Alright."
......
As time passed, night fell. When the bedroom door opened, Ye Feng finally made his way to the bed.
"Phew..."
Still steaming from his shower, Ye Feng slipped under the covers and pulled Shen Mengli into his arms. Gazing into her radiant eyes, he couldn’t help but sigh.
"Nothing beats a hot bath. Mengli, do you want to go to the beach tomorrow? This time, we can stroll along the shore together."
A flicker of emotion passed through Shen Mengli’s eyes. It was clear Ye Feng’s suggestion had stirred something in her, but she quickly buried it.
"Ye Feng, as romantic as that sounds, because of you, I can’t go anywhere far for a while."
She pouted, feigning annoyance.
"Huh? Because of me? But Mengli, I haven’t done anything. Why say that?"
"It’s because the day before we came back, you didn’t hold back at all. My legs still hurt."
She muttered under her breath.
"Oh... that..."
Ye Feng scratched the back of his head awkwardly, then pressed a kiss to her forehead.
"Sorry, I’ll hold back next time. It’s just... your charm is too much to resist."
"Ye Feng, you think sweet talk will make me forgive you? Tomorrow, you’re making breakfast as punishment!"
"Yes, ma’am! Miss Mengli~"
"Idiot!"
Shen Mengli pouted again before burying herself in his arms, falling silent.
Thinking she wanted to rest, Ye Feng held her close and drifted off, his worries now completely dissolved. Unbeknownst to him, after he fell asleep, Shen Mengli quietly opened her eyes.
Ye Feng... forgive me for lying to you. For you, I’d give everything. As long as you stay by my side...
"What? Mengli, you’re going to Li Mucheng’s estate?!"
Early in the morning, after breakfast, Ye Feng stared at Shen Mengli in disbelief as she sipped her milk.
He couldn’t understand why she’d suddenly make such a request, and an uneasy feeling crept into his heart.
Is she planning to reveal my secret to the others? No, Mengli wouldn’t do that. She’s never liked Xie Yuyan and the others—she even finds them irritating. After all, Xie Yuyan once nearly...
"Relax, Ye Feng. Today, I just want to talk to Li Mucheng about her funding for Hope Orphanage."
"Funding the orphanage?"
"Yeah. Didn’t you know? When I visited the orphanage last time, the headmistress told me the Li Group had generously supported them before. I just want to thank Li Mucheng on her behalf."
"Li Mucheng did something like that? She never mentioned it to me. But she’s always been kind-hearted, especially after correcting her mistakes."
"Maybe that’s why her affection reached 100%..."
Shen Mengli murmured, then quickly added to ease Ye Feng’s doubts, "Out of all of them, Li Mucheng is the only one I can talk to. The others? I can’t stand them."
"Then... Mengli, should I come with you?"
Ye Feng asked tentatively.
"Of course! I’d love for you to come. That way, I can flaunt you in front of Li Mucheng and make sure she gives up on you for good!"
Shen Mengli puffed out her chest, her tone full of determination.
Since when did Mengli become so feisty...? She’s almost turning into a schemer...
"So, Ye Feng, shall we go now~?"
"Ahem..."
Imagining the scene of Shen Mengli confronting Li Mucheng, Ye Feng shook his head.
"W-well, Mengli, I think I’ll pass. Today, I’ll visit Wenwen and the others at the orphanage. I also need to talk to the headmistress about something."
"Oh... I see... Well, alright then..."
Shen Mengli pouted in disappointment.
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!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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."
