Two beautiful women playfully tease each other, completely ignoring Yan Dongxu.
"Dongxu ge, we're hungry," Zhao Qingqing suddenly acts coquettishly, almost driving him away.
Yan Dongxu shivers and instantly feels goosebumps all over his body.
"Sis, if you want me to make breakfast, just say it. Can you please stop acting cute? Who can handle that?" he says.
"Hmph, is my cuteness not appealing?" Zhao Qingqing raises an eyebrow and questions.
"Well... I can only say it doesn't suit you. Your cuteness feels like... it's as unacceptable as having a chest hair. Hahaha," Yan Dongxu says and quickly runs away.
"You're asking for it!" Zhao Qingqing chases him around the living room but fails to catch him.
Liu Ling speaks up to defuse the situation: "Listening to you, it's not thanks to you that Qingqing suddenly became lively. I've seen Qingqing, she doesn't have chest hair."
Zhao Qingqing's face turns red from being teased early in the morning.
"Liu Ling! What are you insinuating? Come with me to the room, I'll give you a thorough check-up!" Zhao Qingqing says with a mischievous smile, pulling Liu Ling towards the bedroom.
The viewers in the livestream room burst into laughter. The barrage of comments starts pouring in.
[Is there a possibility... that Qinghuang likes women?]
[Really? Qinghuang does have a feminine charm.]
[Then why does she seem more enthusiastic with Liu Ling than with Yan Dongxu?]
[There's a saying in this world that goes 'everyone loves men and women'... Could it be...]
[Tsk tsk tsk, Yan Dongxu, you're lucky.]
[Stop standing there, go cook and don't let Qinghuang and the others go hungry.]
...
Yan Dongxu reluctantly walks towards the kitchen with a gloomy face. He was supposed to be livestreaming with beautiful women, but now he's suddenly turned into a cooking show.
However, the viewers don't mind. They watch with relish and even give him instructions.
"Let me do it!"
Uncle De wakes up and sees him busy in the kitchen, so he walks over to help.
"Alright..."
Yan Dongxu has great respect for Uncle De and plans to learn a thing or two from him when he gets the chance.
Clank, clank, clank, clank...
Uncle De's knife skills are exceptional, fast, accurate, and ruthless.
Yan Dongxu stands by, enjoying the sight. Watching Uncle De cook is truly a delight.
[Assassins are amazing with knives. No doubt about it.]
[Could it be that when assassins grow old, they switch careers to become chefs?]
[Well, I heard that many become butchers.]
[Having an elderly person at home is like having a treasure. I envy you.]
...
Before long, a sumptuous breakfast is ready.
Yan Dongxu goes to call Zhao Qingqing and the others. When they come out, he notices that Liu Ling has changed her clothes. She's wearing Zhao Qingqing's clothes.
"So fast?" Yan Dongxu teases.
Zhao Qingqing rolls her eyes. "Faster than you. You have so little going on in your head all day."
Liu Ling explains, "I've been in contact with corpses these past few days, so I changed clothes to make you feel more at ease. After all, we're about to have a meal."
Yan Dongxu understands and casually says, "It's alright, we're not that particular."
His words touch Liu Ling.
"I was watching your livestream just now. Everyone wants me to give you a physical examination later. How about it?"
"No, no, no. I'm not dead, so please don't examine me," he quickly replies.
Yan Dongxu repeatedly refused, realizing that Liu Ling was joking with him.
Yan Xinran still hadn't woken up, but Xu Lu was awake, sitting down for breakfast with a disheveled face and unbrushed teeth.
Bang!
Xu Lu opened a bottle of beer, claiming it was to relieve the hangover from the previous night.
Yan Dongxu didn't know what to say when he saw this.
This girl was like a walking alcohol dispenser, even in the morning.
According to Xu Lu, she had to resort to alcohol to relax due to the immense work pressure.
Liu Ling, sitting next to Xu Lu, extended her wrist, prompting Xu Lu to show her pulse.
"You have this skill too?" Yan Dongxu exclaimed in surprise.
Zhao Qingqing rolled her eyes and explained, "Our Liu Ling comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. If it weren't for reading too many detective novels in school, she wouldn't have become a forensic doctor."
"She earns a hundred times more by practicing medicine in her own traditional Chinese medicine clinic than she does in her current job. But even so, she's a bona fide wealthy woman."
Yan Dongxu's eyes lit up, and he really wanted Liu Ling to check him as well.
But he felt embarrassed, at least he couldn't ask her to check his pulse in front of Zhao Qingqing.
"You have a deficiency of Qi and Blood. I'll bring you some Chinese herbal medicine later. Drink it for a few weeks, and you'll see a significant improvement."
"Chinese herbal medicine? Can I drink it with alcohol?" Xu Lu joked.
"Some Chinese herbal medicines do require alcohol for consumption, but not this one," Liu Ling patiently replied.
After finishing breakfast, Liu Ling was about to leave, saying there was a pile of work waiting for her at the bureau.
Zhao Qingqing wanted to drive Liu Ling there, but was stopped by Yan Dongxu.
"I'll go, I'll go. Your friend is visiting our house. Shouldn't I make an impression?"
Zhao Qingqing looked at him with a mysterious gaze and sized him up, saying, "Unexpected things always have hidden dangers. What are you holding back for? No, I have to go with you. Don't even think about making a move on Liu Ling!"
"Alright, alright. You didn't sleep well, so go back to bed and continue sleeping. Let Yan Dongxu take me," Liu Ling reassured Zhao Qingqing.
"Don't worry, he won't dare to have any thoughts about me. I've had a sterilization surgery, and it's foolproof. Unless he wants to try."
Liu Ling's reassuring words made Yan Dongxu's crotch go cold.
He thought Zhao Qingqing's friends were becoming more and more formidable.
He just wanted Liu Ling to check his pulse, but now it seemed like she was going to cut off his bloodline.
With Liu Ling by his side, Yan Dongxu planned to drive her back to the police station in his Ferrari.
As they sat in the car, Liu Ling smiled faintly and asked, "Tell me, why are you so insistent on driving me? What's the matter?"
Yan Dongxu reached out his hand and smiled, "What else could it be? I just want the divine doctor to check my deficiencies and how to regulate them."
Liu Ling smiled and placed her hand on his wrist, intending to help Yan Dongxu.
But the more she touched, the more alarmed she became, and her smile gradually faded, replaced by a serious expression.
Yan Dongxu was dumbfounded by her reaction. What was going on?
Liu Ling's expression seemed to indicate an incurable condition. What was happening?
His heart suddenly sank. After all, he had also taken genetic drugs. Could it be that he was experiencing severe side effects that he hadn't noticed yet?
"How... how is it?"
He asked, his voice trembling a little.
Liu Ling looked up and tapped him, picking up her hand. She asked, "I've never seen such a pulse before. Are you really human?"
Yan Dongxu was speechless and said, "Sis, I asked you to check my pulse, not insult me."
Pfft!
Liu Ling burst into laughter and explained, "Don't be nervous. I've just never seen such a perfect pulse. Your body couldn't be healthier."
Phew!
Yan Dongxu breathed a sigh of relief, pointing at Liu Ling, not knowing what to say.
"Sis, if you didn't become a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, you would scare people half to death!"
Liu Ling didn't argue but suddenly said, "You've already awakened your superpowers, haven't you?"
Yan Dongxu's heart, which had just calmed down, started beating faster again. He chuckled foolishly and said, "Of course, I'm a superpower. Otherwise, how did you teleport onto my bed?"
Liu Ling shook her head, revealing a meaningful smile, and said, "You should know that's not what I meant."
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
