Shen Yi excused himself from the host and walked to a corner to answer the phone.
Under normal circumstances, he shouldn’t have taken the call at this point, but if it was anyone else, he might have ignored it—however, when Fu Nanzhi called, he had to pick up.
"Hello?"
"What’s going on?" Shen Yi leaned in and asked in a hushed voice.
"Hurry over, Shen Yi!"
"Quick! I can’t hold her back!"
As soon as the call connected, the background noise was chaotic, followed by Fu Nanzhi’s panicked voice.
Shen Yi’s expression tightened, and he immediately asked,
"What’s wrong? Who can’t you hold back?"
"Calm down, explain slowly."
On the other end, Fu Nanzhi felt slightly reassured hearing Shen Yi’s voice. She took a steadying breath and said,
"It’s Shu Yunyi."
"She’s drunk so much, and she’s demanding to see you."
"There are bottles everywhere—she’s sitting on the edge of the balcony, and I can’t talk her down."
"What?!"
Shen Yi’s heart lurched, his voice rising involuntarily, drawing curious glances from those nearby.
"Where are you?"
"At Shu Yunyi’s apartment," Fu Nanzhi replied urgently.
Though alarmed, Shen Yi kept his composure. After a pause, he instructed,
"Put the call on speaker."
"Okay."
Fu Nanzhi obeyed, switching to speakerphone while keeping a firm grip on Shu Yunyi’s arm—though her strength was no match if Shu Yunyi truly intended to jump.
After a moment, Shen Yi spoke again,
"Yunyi, it’s me."
Shu Yunyi was heavily intoxicated, her eyes swollen like peaches, legs dangling over the balcony’s edge.
Her head spun, making her oblivious to the danger—or perhaps she was aware but deliberately ignoring it.
Faintly, she thought she heard Shen Yi’s voice, and her consciousness sharpened slightly.
"Xiao... Xiao Yi..."
"You... you’re here?"
She clutched Fu Nanzhi’s hand, mistaking her for Shen Yi.
Her fragmented words reached Shen Yi, who took a deep breath and softened his tone.
"I’m here."
"Whatever’s troubling you, you can tell me. What are you doing like this?"
"Come down from the balcony, alright?"
He avoided scolding her for drinking, not daring to provoke her over the phone.
His priority was coaxing her to safety—everything else could wait until she sobered up.
Shu Yunyi turned her head, forcing her swollen eyes open. Fu Nanzhi’s figure came into focus.
Even in her haze, she recognized this wasn’t Shen Yi and petulantly protested,
"You... you’re not Xiao Yi. Who are you?"
"Xiao Yi... Xiao Yi, where are you?"
"I need to see you."
Tears streamed down her face like broken beads.
Despite her muddled state, Shu Yunyi refused to let a stranger touch her, wrenching her arm free from Fu Nanzhi’s grasp.
The sudden movement threw her off balance—she nearly toppled over the edge.
"Ah!"
Fu Nanzhi barely had time to scream before lunging forward, wrapping her arms around Shu Yunyi’s waist to steady her.
Once she had a firm hold, Fu Nanzhi broke into a cold sweat, heart pounding with delayed terror. If she hadn’t acted fast, Shu Yunyi might have been lost forever.
Shu Yunyi, one foot dangling in the air, jolted awake from the near-fall, her drunkenness fading rapidly.
On the other end of the line, Shen Yi couldn’t see what happened—only heard Fu Nanzhi’s scream. Assuming the worst, he urgently demanded,
"What happened? What’s wrong?"
"Nanzhi? Yunyi?"
His voice snapped Shu Yunyi back to reality. She realized she hadn’t imagined hearing him earlier.
Staring at the phone on speaker, her expression twisted with sorrow. She knew today was Shen Yi’s wedding—the very reason she’d drowned herself in alcohol.
Fu Nanzhi pressed a hand to her racing heart, wiping away sweat before answering,
"It’s... it’s fine. I caught her."
"We’re both okay."
Her voice trembled, betraying how shaken she was.
Shen Yi instantly pieced together what had happened. Anger surged within him.
"Shu Yunyi!"
"Is your life worth so little to you?"
If it were anyone else threatening to jump, he might not believe it—but Shu Yunyi? She’d done it before.
Shu Yunyi let out a tearful, bitter laugh.
"What’s the point of living if you’re not here?"
Shen Yi softened his tone.
"I’ve always been here."
"Really?"
"Then where are you right now?"
Shu Yunyi lowered her head mockingly, swinging her legs over the edge.
"I..."
Shen Yi faltered.
Shu Yunyi knew full well today was his wedding day—she just wanted to corner him, make him suffer.
"Oh..."
"Can’t say it?"
Shen Yi exhaled slowly, speaking gently.
"I’m at the wedding venue."
"Is it our wedding? Why wasn’t the bride informed?"
Drunken sorrow and resentment bled into her words.
Shen Yi rubbed his temples, glancing back at the crowd watching him.
But this was his mess to clean up. He murmured soothingly,
"Yunyi, calm down. We’ll talk after you sober up, alright?"
"Come inside. Let Nanzhi make you some sobering soup, then rest. You’ll feel better."
Shu Yunyi’s eyes filled with desolation.
"You think I’m just throwing a tantrum, don’t you?"
Fu Nanzhi edged closer, ready to intervene if she spiraled further.
Shen Yi remained patient, his voice tender.
"No, don’t think like that."
"No? Then can you come see me?"
Shu Yunyi’s breath reeked of alcohol as she laid bare her heart.
With the ceremony starting soon, there was no way the groom could leave. It was impossible.
After a moment’s hesitation, Shen Yi relented.
"Tonight."
"I’ll come find you tonight."
Sneaking out on his wedding night was the best he could offer—though even that wasn’t guaranteed.
"No."
Shu Yunyi shook her head violently.
"Now. Come see me now."
Shen Yi’s brows knitted together, frustration boiling over.
"The wedding starts in half an hour. I can’t leave now."
The word "wedding" grated on Shu Yunyi’s ears. Impulsively, she declared,
"Fine. Then you have twenty minutes."
"If you’re not here in twenty minutes, I’ll jump."
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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)
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
