"Xie Yuyan is in the guest room?!"
Li Mucheng exclaimed upon hearing Shen Mengli's reply, then quickly covered her mouth, realizing she might have been too loud.
"H-How did this happen?"
"Probably when we were walking out of the hallway—she must have slipped in secretly."
Shen Mengli answered calmly.
"Ugh! That’s so sneaky! Xie Yuyan, that wicked woman!"
Among the three, Su Yuxin was the most furious. After all, she still hadn’t gotten a proper chance to get close to Ye Feng, while others seemed to be enjoying their moments. Indignant, she declared,
"I’m going to drag her out myself! Such shameless behavior is absolutely unacceptable among us!"
With rare determination, Su Yuxin marched straight to the guest room door and flung it open without hesitation.
"......"
Seeing Su Yuxin frozen in place, Li Mucheng and Shen Mengli exchanged glances before peering into the room.
"Hah..."
There, Xie Yuyan lay on the bed with a satisfied smile, while Ye Feng sat casually on the sofa, looking at them as if nothing were out of the ordinary.
"Oh... you’re here."
Noticing the three heads peeking through the doorway, Ye Feng stood up from the sofa and walked toward them.
"Y-Ye Feng, did I... interrupt something?"
Finding the scene far less intimate than she’d imagined, Su Yuxin spoke softly, her voice tinged with guilt.
"I’m sorry... I should’ve knocked properly."
"It’s fine."
Seizing the moment, Ye Feng slipped out through the door and gently closed it behind him.
"Yuyan was tired, so she fell asleep. I just stepped out to get some water. Don’t worry about it, Yuxin."
Relieved, Su Yuxin nodded eagerly and clung to Ye Feng’s arm, murmuring sweetly, "You’re so kind, Ye Feng~"
"Well... let’s just—"
"Wait!"
Just as Ye Feng was about to leave, Shen Mengli suddenly called out, stopping him in his tracks.
"W-What is it, Mengli? Why’d you stop me?"
Turning back, Ye Feng gave her a puzzled look, forcing a smile.
"Xiao Feng, you’re hiding something!"
Sharp as ever, Shen Mengli detected mischief. She strode forward and, under Su Yuxin’s bewildered gaze, grabbed Ye Feng’s clothes and sniffed intently.
"Hmm... Xie Yuyan’s scent is faint on you, but not too strong. Seems harmless for now..."
"Mengli, since when did you become a detective?"
Ye Feng replied helplessly, unaware that a flicker of panic had flashed in his eyes—one that Shen Mengli’s keen gaze caught instantly.
"Xiao Feng... you can’t fool me~"
"M-Mengli, what nonsense are you spouting...?"
"If you won’t confess, I’ll expose you myself~"
With a sly grin, Shen Mengli suddenly leaned in, pressing herself against Ye Feng’s chest. He tried to step back, but it was too late.
"W-What in the world is this?!"
Witnessing the scene, the innocent Su Yuxin covered her eyes in shock—though curiosity got the better of her, and she peeked through her fingers.
Li Mucheng, meanwhile, remained composed, though even she was taken aback by Shen Mengli’s boldness. Silently, she observed, trying to stay unnoticed.
Ye Feng, flustered beyond words, lifted Shen Mengli away. But seeing her dazed, dreamy expression, his face flushed red.
"Huh? That’s odd... nothing here either..."
As Shen Mengli slowly opened her eyes, her reckless investigation finally came to an end.
"Ahem..."
Ye Feng’s pointed cough snapped her back to reality, and the weight of her actions dawned on her. A deep blush spread across her fair cheeks.
"Xiao Feng..."
"What happened to that fierce attitude of yours, ready to execute me on the spot? Why are you whispering now?"
Ye Feng pinched her soft cheek playfully, leaving Shen Mengli too flustered to argue. She buried her face in his chest and mumbled,
"I-I’m sorry, Xiao Feng..."
"It’s fine. I’m not blaming you."
Ye Feng patted her head gently, easing her guilt.
"But I accused you unfairly..."
"Well... not entirely unfairly."
"Eh?"
Shen Mengli blinked in surprise at his sudden admission.
"W-What do you mean? Not unfair?"
"Yuyan was just giving me a head massage in the room. It wasn’t as scandalous as you imagined..."
"Oh... I see..."
Shen Mengli buried her face deeper, mortified.
"I’m sorry..."
Sensing the awkward tension, Li Mucheng stepped in. "Um... Teacher, there’s something I’d like to discuss with you. Could we...?"
"Of course."
Ye Feng agreed readily, his usual reservations fading as he grew more open with them.
"G-Great! Thank you! Let’s talk in the living room!"
Li Mucheng cheerfully took Su Yuxin and Shen Mengli’s hands, whispering conspiratorially,
"What I’m about to say concerns all of us."
"All of us?"
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."
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.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
