Shen Yi grabbed his car keys and headed out to purchase some daily necessities.
Not long after returning, the scheduled professionals arrived.
True experts indeed—they worked efficiently without needing much supervision.
The landscapers not only trimmed the lawn but also reinforced the swing set and even took the time to clean out the fish pond, refilling it with fresh water.
The cleaning ladies were no less impressive. With just a few instructions from Shen Yi, they tidied up the place spotlessly.
Admittedly, the freshly cleaned and organized rooms looked immaculate, exuding a sense of order that was undeniably soothing.
This money was well spent...
Shen Yi mused to himself.
He watched as the professional organizer neatly folded his clothes and even took out several wrinkled shirts to iron.
Everything was sorted—folded, stored, or hung up—leaving the space perfectly arranged.
Shen Yi found it oddly satisfying. No wonder those stress-relief videos online had such a following.
There was something genuinely therapeutic about watching chaos transform into order—it just lifted the spirits.
By the time he saw off all three groups of workers, nearly two hours had passed.
Shen Yi hurriedly started preparing dinner, estimating that the three women would be getting off work soon.
Shu Yunyi had more flexibility if she didn’t have classes. Universities didn’t impose strict schedules on lecturers and professors, so she could come and go freely.
Fu Nanzhi and Cheng Jun technically worked for their family’s company, so they had considerable freedom too—no one was micromanaging them.
But Fu Nanzhi held herself to high standards and was disciplined by nature, disliking tardiness or leaving early. This inadvertently kept Cheng Jun from slacking off as well.
Laughing and joking, the four of them had somehow ended up living together, thanks to the intervention of the simulator.
Though the three women were already familiar with each other, the memories from their dreams were more like impressions rather than forced imprints in their minds.
So, suddenly sharing a space still carried a hint of awkwardness—something that would take time to settle.
Fu Nanzhi, Shu Yunyi, and Cheng Jun handled external matters, while Shen Yi took on the role of domestic harmony.
He might have seemed like a househusband, but the women occasionally pitched in after work.
They all knew how to cook; they just didn’t have the dedicated time Shen Yi did.
Besides, whether out of favoritism or playful punishment, they preferred bossing Shen Yi around, enjoying the sight of him bustling about or getting flustered.
As long as the three women got along, Shen Yi was more than happy to play the role of the lively "catfish" keeping the atmosphere upbeat.
Days passed like this, and gradually, the four grew accustomed to their dynamic. Conversations between them became more frequent.
Shen Yi created a small group chat for them, naming it [Dish Discussion Squad].
The purpose was simple: let them decide what to eat the next day.
Or rather, they could discuss their cravings in the chat and compile a list for Shen Yi.
He’d then do his best to fulfill their requests during the day.
Eventually, the group chat became a space for casual chatter—whoever got off work early would drop by to help Shen Yi cook, or they’d discuss whose turn it was to clear the table and wash dishes the next day.
At first, all three would pitch in, but as they grew closer, they realized it was more efficient to take turns, assigning one person per day.
Shen Yi watched the messages flood in with amusement, secretly lurking as the three women rambled about everything under the sun.
He hadn’t expected them to be so reserved at the dinner table yet so talkative over text—words poured out like beans from a bamboo tube.
And it’s only been a few days...
Shen Yi covered his face in mock exasperation.
Their conversations jumped from the heavens to the earth, and some of the women’s topics were so bold that even Shen Yi had to avert his eyes.
Cheng Jun was the most mischievous, often sparking discussions—though she was also the one most likely to derail them.
Shu Yunyi maintained her usual meticulousness, crafting messages with perfect grammar and punctuation. She preferred video calls over texting with Shen Yi.
Fu Nanzhi was the most playful, cracking jokes, using emojis, and being the liveliest of the three.
Shaking his head, Shen Yi closed his phone and murmured,
"Simulator."
Exactly five days had passed.
He hadn’t opened the simulator much during this time, quietly letting the "affection points" accumulate.
Five points had naturally accrued, adding to the ten he’d saved earlier—just enough for another dose of the serum.
Opening the shop, he saw the glowing bubble still floating there. Without hesitation, he claimed it.
As the light dissipated, he stood and left his room.
Upstairs, Shu Yunyi was hunched over her desk, organizing materials.
Her face was illuminated by the desk lamp, the cold glow of her laptop screen reflecting off her glasses as her slender fingers danced across the keyboard.
Knock, knock, knock...
The sound made her pause.
"Hold on, coming," she called, rubbing her temples before rising to answer.
Opening the door, she found Shen Yi standing there with a cup of hot tea.
Shu Yunyi blinked in surprise.
"What are you doing here?"
Shen Yi grinned.
"What, can’t I visit?"
Without waiting for an answer, he stepped past her, tea in hand.
Shu Yunyi couldn’t exactly block him, so she let him in, though her curiosity lingered.
Watching his back, she voiced her question:
"Shouldn’t it be Nanzhi’s turn today?"
They’d agreed on a rotation—one person per day. By that logic, Fu Nanzhi should have been the one with him tonight. Tomorrow was her own turn.
Shen Yi set the tea on her desk before turning back.
"About that... do you want the truth or a lie?"
Shu Yunyi scoffed, crossing her arms. The fitted black sweater she wore accentuated her curves.
She nudged the door shut with her heel, eyes narrowing playfully.
"Let’s hear both."
Shen Yi didn’t drag it out.
"The lie? She has an early medical checkup tomorrow and needs to rest to stay in top condition."
"And the truth?" Shu Yunyi tilted her head.
"The truth?" Shen Yi chuckled, looping an arm around her waist.
"The truth is... she’s on her period."
"Get off!" Shu Yunyi swatted his hand away and plopped into her chair, scowling.
"Oh, so when she’s unavailable, you come running to me?"
"You really can’t stand missing a single day, can you?"
Shen Yi leaned against her chair, feigning offense.
"That’s not fair!"
"Nanzhi was the one who said you’ve been swamped lately. She asked me to keep you company, help you unwind..."
"Sure, sure." Shu Yunyi’s lips twitched, though she tried to maintain her stern expression.
"I can't even be bothered to call you out. Is this really your idea of relaxing?"
"Day in and day out, fussing over this and that—don’t you ever get tired?"
Shen Yi chuckled to himself, recognizing her subtle way of showing concern. He reached out to massage her shoulders and said,
"How is this not relaxing?"
"Let me help you unwind right now, okay..."
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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.
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.
