The sound of teasing laughter carried a mischievous charm.
Shu Yunyi wasn’t checking up on him—she just wanted to see Shen Yi.
From their reunion to an empty bed, the sudden separation felt oddly unfamiliar.
Shen Yi retorted with a huff,
"My hair isn’t even dry yet. What ‘handsome guy’ are you talking about?"
"That’s exactly why you look good. A little messy hair suits you."
"Xiao Yi, you should go to a salon and get a perm. A new hairstyle might make you even hotter~"
On the other end, Shu Yunyi seemed to have just finished showering as well, lounging lazily on her bed in black silk pajamas.
She lay relaxed, gazing at the camera with a carefree demeanor.
The loose neckline revealed smooth, fair skin, the curves beneath sparking imagination.
Shen Yi scoffed, refusing to take the bait.
"Why bother? Aren’t I already charming enough for you?"
"Giggle…"
Shu Yunyi laughed heartily, her upper body shaking with mirth.
"Who complains about being too handsome?"
"I’m serious. I think you’ve actually gotten better-looking, Xiao Yi."
Shen Yi’s heart skipped a beat—likely due to the charm stat adjustment. With it now at 80 points, he’d surpassed the average person’s limit.
No wonder Shu Yunyi noticed the difference. He played it off casually,
"It’s just the beauty filter. Phones these days auto-enhance everything."
"Look at you—you’re practically glowing white."
Shu Yunyi paused, then scoffed.
"Pfft!"
"My skin’s always been fair. If anything, I’ve gotten a bit tanner from running lately. Otherwise, I’d be even paler."
Her playful deflection worked, and Shu Yunyi didn’t press further.
Shen Yi sat down with his phone, grinning.
"Is the obsession with fair skin hardwired into women or something?"
"Back at the apartment, you were practically hibernating. That kind of paleness isn’t healthy. Exercise does you good."
Shu Yunyi shot him a sidelong glance.
"Got it. I even worked out a bit tonight."
"If it doesn’t rain tomorrow, I’m definitely going for another run."
Shen Yi nodded.
"You didn’t drink at dinner, right?"
"Of course not."
She shook her head like a rattle drum, adamant.
"I told you, no need to remind me. I’m staying at my mom’s place tonight—no way I’d drink."
Shen Yi took a sip from his water glass.
"Good."
"Hey, hey, wait—"
Her sudden interruption caught him off guard.
"What’s up?"
On the screen, Shu Yunyi smirked mischievously, waving for him to lower the camera.
"Down, lower… keep going… there, stop!"
Shen Yi froze at the display, his expression darkening as he quickly flipped the camera to cut off her shameless antics.
Shu Yunyi barely got a glimpse before the view vanished, and she immediately protested.
"What’s the big idea? I wasn’t done looking!"
Shen Yi rolled his eyes.
"It’s not like you haven’t seen it before…"
Never one to back down from banter, Shu Yunyi argued,
"So what? Seen it once, can’t see it again?"
"Besides, last night was pitch black—sneaking around like thieves. I didn’t even get to enjoy it properly…"
Shen Yi stared at her through the screen.
"Oh? Then who was the one begging for mercy?"
"First time doesn’t count!"
Alone in her room, Shu Yunyi threw all restraint to the wind, stubbornly insisting,
"Hmph!"
"A bad first try is understandable. Just wait till I recover…"
"Give me eight days—no, ten! Ten rounds, and I’ll have you surrendering!"
Shen Yi nearly burst out laughing. She’d always known about his stamina.
But how could Shu Yunyi, with her average physique, ever hope to match him? No matter how many attempts, victory was impossible for her.
Waving a hand, Shen Yi turned serious.
"Remember what you said this morning? No bedroom activities for a while, got it?"
At her age, Shu Yunyi was insatiable—once Pandora’s box was opened, there was no closing it.
Regret always followed her morning-after complaints.
By his past life’s timeline, they still had a long way to go.
But her words were just a covert way of acting spoiled—not a real demand.
"I know. I was just testing your self-control…"
Shu Yunyi pouted, feigning indifference.
Shen Yi chuckled.
"Alright, enough jokes. No drinking, keep exercising—don’t slack off, understand?"
She didn’t need the reminder; she’d stick to it regardless. Her full lips pursed in complaint.
"Ugh, you’re so naggy~ Turn your face back to me."
"I’m your teacher. Since when do you get to lecture me?"
Shen Yi flipped the camera, grinning as he teased,
"And since when have you cared about ‘teacherly conduct’?"
"You—!"
Shu Yunyi pointed at the screen, pretending to glare.
"Rebellious brat. Just you wait, Shen Yi—I’ve got plenty of ways to deal with you."
Seeing her act, Shen Yi immediately softened his tone.
"Alright, alright, my bad. I’ve got a big mouth, okay?"
A little coaxing was all it took for her expression to ease. She waved him off impatiently.
"Go away, hang up already."
"I’ve got an early morning tomorrow. Goodnight."
Shen Yi waved.
"Goodnight."
Just as he was about to end the call—
"Wait."
On screen, Shu Yunyi tilted her head, her cheeks flushed and dewy.
"You forgot something?"
Shen Yi paused, then leaned in with a smile, pressing a kiss to the camera.
"Mwah. Goodnight~"
"That’s more like it…"
Finally satisfied, Shu Yunyi blew him a kiss before disconnecting.
His phone had grown warm from the long call. Shaking his head in amusement, Shen Yi headed to bed.
Stretching out, he closed his eyes, mulling over the day’s events.
Going back to a regular job was out of the question—otherwise, he wouldn’t have quit Tiancheng in the first place.
But where to start with entrepreneurship? It didn’t have to be wildly profitable, but he needed a direction.
What kind of work offered flexibility while still being respectable?
After much deliberation, nothing concrete came to mind. Should he introduce himself as a novelist in the future?
"Nope. Writing fiction is a dead end."
He dismissed the idea with a shake of his head. Besides, what if someone asked for his published works?
Ding.
Just as he was about to ponder further, his phone lit up again.
Shen Yi checked—it was Fu Nanzhi replying.
The message read:
"Sorry, hubby~ Was just chatting with Mom."
Of course he wouldn’t blame her. He quickly typed back:
"No worries. Time with Mom comes first—we can talk anytime."
"Mhm!"
"Just finished. I’m in bed now."
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Shen Yi replied in kind.
"Perfect timing—I’m lying down too."
"Hehe…"
"So, rounding up, we’re basically sleeping together~"
Fu Nanzhi’s words radiated happiness.
"Oh yeah, hubby—I made plans to eat with my cousin the day after tomorrow. You’re coming too, okay?"
"Huh?"
"What ‘huh’? Zhu Yun, remember? You two had a meal together last time."
"I’ll send you the address. Dress sharp!"
Reading the text, one word flashed through Shen Yi’s mind.
‘Doomed.’
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."
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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.
