Xu Mo was stunned.
Earlier, he had only been thinking about helping An Youyi deceive her mother.
He hadn't expected that he would play the role too well, overdoing it!
As a result, he, the fake son-in-law, had completely won over the heart of his real mother-in-law...
Huan Qinxue was already eager to start making arrangements for their wedding!
Xu Mo wasn't the only one who was dumbfounded.
An Youyi was even more bewildered.
When the two were chatting earlier, she sat on the side, unable to get a word in.
She could only watch helplessly as Xu Mo and her mother chatted more and more happily.
Even when they talked about her childhood embarrassments, she couldn't interject.
The whole time, it was Xu Mo chatting with her mother, giving off the impression of a mother-in-law growing fonder of her son-in-law by the minute.
At the time, she was thinking how impressive Xu Mo was.
He had succeeded so quickly.
She thought her mother would finally stop pressuring her to go on blind dates.
However, what An Youyi hadn't anticipated was that in just that short time,
Xu Mo had completely passed her mother's test.
To the extent that she wanted to help them get married today!?
Was Xu Mo really that amazing??
While Xu Mo and An Youyi were dumbfounded,
Huan Qinxue was beaming with joy beside them.
She had already started pondering about having grandchildren.
"Let me calculate... If you two get your marriage certificate and have the wedding now, and start trying for a baby tonight, with some effort you should be able to conceive by the end of the month. Ten months later... I could be holding my grandchild by early next year!"
The thought of holding her grandchild made Huan Qinxue even happier.
Her smile was absolutely radiant.
"Have two kids, a grandson and a granddaughter. But don't worry, I know you young people are busy with your careers. You don't need to take care of the children, I'll help you raise them!"
"If this grandchild is promising, I might even get to see my great-grandchild... Hold on, let me call Youyi's father and tell him about this!"
Xu Mo: "???"
Nothing was set in stone yet!
And now great-grandchildren??
He felt a bit regretful.
If he had known earlier, he should have held back a little!
But this also served as a reminder for Xu Mo.
Next time he encountered such a situation, he should know when to stop.
He shouldn't overdo it.
This was way too terrifying!
Seeing that Huan Qinxue had already picked up the phone and was about to call An Youyi's father to discuss this matter,
Xu Mo quickly kicked An Youyi under the table, signaling her to say something to stop it.
An Youyi immediately understood.
Without hesitation, she stood up.
Walking to Huan Qinxue's side, she reached out and pressed down on the phone.
"Oh... Mom, these things can't be rushed. We don't have any plans to get married at the moment."
Hearing this, Huan Qinxue immediately became unhappy.
Can't be rushed?
How could it not be rushed?
Good men are hard to find. If you don't seize the opportunity, he'll become someone else's!
By then, it would be too late for regrets.
"No, how can it not be rushed? You must listen to me on this!" Huan Qinxue said firmly.
"But Mom, you can make decisions for me, but can you make decisions for Xu Mo? Before you decide, shouldn't you at least hear what he has to say?" As she spoke, An Youyi winked at Xu Mo.
Hearing this, Huan Qinxue looked at Xu Mo.
"Xiao Xu, what do you think? Tell Auntie."
Xu Mo glanced at An Youyi, then turned to Huan Qinxue and said,
"Auntie, my thoughts are the same as Youyi's. There's no rush to get married, let's wait a while longer."
Huan Qinxue fell silent.
She looked at Xu Mo, then at her disappointing daughter.
Then she sighed.
If neither of them wanted to get married now, there was no use in her worrying about it.
"Alright then, I won't meddle anymore. You two can discuss this yourselves."
Hearing this, An Youyi felt relieved and returned to sit beside Xu Mo.
However, as An Youyi was walking back to sit down next to Xu Mo, Huan Qinxue seemed to think of something.
She suddenly asked,
"Xiao Xu, Youyi, how far have you two... progressed in your relationship?"
This unexpected question caught both An Youyi and Xu Mo off guard.
It's worth noting that from the beginning until now, they had both been improvising.
Because they never had time to coordinate their stories beforehand.
Suddenly being asked how far they've progressed... of course they were stunned!
The two exchanged a glance.
For a moment, neither knew how to answer this question.
However, in that instant of their hesitation,
Huan Qinxue spoke again.
"Xiao Xu, you sit here for a moment. I need to speak with Youyi about something. Youyi, come with me."
As she spoke, she stood up from the table and walked directly to the sofa on the other side of the private room.
An Youyi let out an "Oh" and followed her.
On the sofa,
Huan Qinxue lowered her voice and asked,
"Tell me the truth, how far have you really gone? Have you..."
An Youyi ducked her head.
"How far... should I have gone?"
Seeing her daughter's reaction, Huan Qinxue pretty much understood.
They hadn't done anything at all!
How could that be acceptable?
It's worth noting that Huan Qinxue was very satisfied with Xu Mo as her future son-in-law.
She couldn't wait for An Youyi and Xu Mo to get married soon.
But clearly, the two had no plans to marry in the near future.
Of course, Huan Qinxue, as a mother, was anxious.
She thought of a way to force them to marry - shotgun wedding!
The next second, Huan Qinxue held An Youyi's hand earnestly.
"Youyi, you're not getting any younger. You know, for some things, you don't have to wait for the boy to take the initiative. You can be proactive too..."
An Youyi: "???"
What kind of scandalous talk was this!
An Youyi's face immediately turned red.
At this moment, she even doubted if she was her mother's real daughter.
Is this how a real mother would teach her daughter!?
"Mom, this... this isn't right!"
"How is it not right?" Huan Qinxue glared, tapping An Youyi's forehead: "You're not getting any younger, hurry up and put some effort into it, understand? If you can't keep my precious son-in-law, see how I'll deal with you!"
An Youyi: "???"
They had just met for the first time!
And he's already a precious son-in-law!
Is he more precious than her, the precious daughter?
At this moment, Xu Mo's phone rang again.
This time, it was Zhou Qiaoqiao calling.
Seeing that An Youyi and her mother were still whispering, Xu Mo walked out of the private room and answered the phone.
"Hello, Xu Mo, um... can you help me with something?"
Xu Mo: "???"
These words...
They sound so familiar!
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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."
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
