"Hmm..."
Li Mucheng nodded thoughtfully, her mind replaying that night she had spent with Ye Feng. Back then, just as Shen Mengli had described, Ye Feng had treated her with nothing but gentleness.
"The duet sounded even more perfect after that."
As Shen Mengli spoke, her cheeks flushed slightly. She moistened her dry lips before continuing.
"And then came the highlight of the duet."
"......"
For some reason, after Shen Mengli finished explaining the entire process, neither Su Yuxin nor Li Mucheng said a word. They simply swallowed hard.
"Mmm... I... I really want to sing a duet with Brother Ye Feng too..."
Su Yuxin accidentally blurted out her innermost thoughts. By the time she realized it, it was too late—Li Mucheng, who had been composed until now, and Shen Mengli, with her teasing gaze, were both staring straight at her.
"Y-you... heard all that?"
Su Yuxin trembled as she asked, frozen in place like a statue. Only when Li Mucheng and Shen Mengli nodded one after another did she cover her face in embarrassment.
"Ugh... f-forget it! Forget everything I just said!"
......
"So? How do you feel? Fresh air helps relieve stress."
Ye Feng led Xie Yuyan to a lush green lawn, surrounded by a crystal-clear stream and the faint fragrance of flowers at its edge.
"Mmm... it's... it's really nice."
Xie Yuyan was nothing like her usual assertive self—more like a docile fawn, holding Ye Feng's hand tightly as she followed behind him, a soft smile gracing her lips.
"Yuyan? Do you not like it here?"
Noticing that Xie Yuyan didn’t seem as enthusiastic as he’d expected, Ye Feng cautiously asked.
"Huh? Not like it? N-no! That’s not it at all!"
Afraid that Ye Feng might misunderstand, Xie Yuyan shook her head frantically in denial.
"I was just... so lost in the moment with you. As long as I’m by your side, I... I’m happy."
"Yuyan..."
There was no denying it—Xie Yuyan’s words hit Ye Feng hard. Was this really the same "Blood Rose" he had known before?
"Alright, Ye Feng, don’t stare at me like that. Even I can get embarrassed, you know."
Xie Yuyan averted her gaze, her fair cheeks turning bright red in an instant.
"Ah... sorry."
Though Ye Feng wasn’t sure why he was apologizing, he still held Xie Yuyan’s hand and led her to the stream.
"I just think you’re acting... kind of cute today."
"Eh~"
Xie Yuyan narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at Ye Feng with disbelief. It was as if her bright, piercing gaze could see right through his thoughts.
"Really? You’re not just saying that, are you?"
"Of course not. You’re just... really cute today. I can’t explain why."
"Is that so? Then... do you like it, Ye Feng~?"
Seeing Ye Feng flustered, Xie Yuyan couldn’t resist teasing him. But before she could say anything else, Ye Feng answered first.
"I do. No matter how you act, I’ll always like you."
"Honestly..."
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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."
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
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, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
