The insightful words left Shen Yi speechless.
He silently raised his glass, clinked it with Old Dai’s, and downed it in one go.
Seizing the opportunity, Su Xun chimed in with a wave of his hand,
“What the group leader said makes sense, but I don’t agree.”
“At the end of the day, people have to bow to reality. No matter how amazing your girlfriend is, Shen Yi, she probably can’t compare to Miss Cheng.”
“Her looks are top-tier, her family background is unmatched, and she doesn’t seem spoiled at all. I really don’t understand why you’re so conflicted.”
Su Xun peeled a peanut and continued,
“Bro, I gotta hand it to you. If a girl like her was chasing me, I wouldn’t be able to resist.”
“Don’t call me shallow, but if it were me, I’d have already thrown myself at her. Isn’t it normal for men to be ruled by their lower half? You’re not a monk, so stop acting like one.”
The bluntness of his words left Shen Yi at a loss. He could only smile and say,
“So, does that mean you’re giving up on Lin Ruoyu?”
Su Xun, who usually prided himself as Lin Ruoyu’s biggest fan, hesitated for a good ten seconds before reluctantly replying,
“I’d still choose Lin Ruoyu. I’m just used to chasing her, you know? Sunk cost and all that.”
“Wait, you almost got me sidetracked. We’re talking about you here.”
Su Xun suddenly realized he’d been diverted and turned back to Shen Yi, asking,
“You’re not sure about your feelings, right? But deep down, you still have some affection for Miss Cheng, don’t you?”
Shen Yi wasn’t entirely sure, but he nodded in acknowledgment.
Su Xun clapped his hands decisively,
“Then it’s simple. Let me ask you one thing.”
He leaned in closer and whispered into Shen Yi’s ear,
“Can you honestly say that after breaking up, you’d let her go, watch her be with someone else, and smile while wishing her a happy life?”
“When you’re lying in bed at night, won’t there be a pang of regret in your heart?”
Su Xun watched as Shen Yi’s expression shifted, then patted his shoulder knowingly,
“I think you’ve got your answer.”
“Hey, what are you two whispering about over there?”
Old Dai pushed Su Xun in annoyance,
“Don’t go teaching him bad ideas. Messing with someone’s relationship isn’t cool.”
Su Xun, who was all too familiar with the pain of seeing Lin Ruoyu get close to others, defended himself,
“I’m just helping him understand his own feelings so he doesn’t make the wrong choice. How is that bad advice?”
“But wait, bro, weren’t you single your whole life? Where did this girlfriend come from?”
“Oh, it’s from a while back. We never made it official, so I didn’t mention it,” Shen Yi brushed it off casually.
“Let’s not talk about it anymore. Let’s just drink.”
The three of them raised their glasses, and the conversation gradually drifted to other topics.
...
Meanwhile, Fu Nanzhi drove home.
As soon as she opened the door, she called out eagerly,
“Mom, I’m back!”
Hearing her voice, Ji Shulan hurried out, her face lighting up with joy,
“Oh, my precious daughter is finally home!”
Fu Nanzhi’s eyes welled up as she rushed over and hugged her mother, murmuring,
“Mom, I missed you.”
In her ‘previous life,’ she and Shen Yi had bid farewell to their parents one after another. Thankfully, they had passed away peacefully, so the grief wasn’t unbearable.
But now, seeing her mother again, the flood of emotions was overwhelming.
“Let me look at you. If you missed home, you should’ve come back sooner. Why insist on living alone? Isn’t there enough room here for you?”
Ji Shulan only had one daughter, and she cherished her dearly.
Fu Nanzhi shook her head,
“I’m all grown up now. I can’t keep relying on home.”
Ji Shulan knew she couldn’t change her daughter’s mind, so she didn’t press further. Instead, she called out,
“Old man, your daughter’s back. Aren’t you coming down to see her?”
“No need to shout. I’m not deaf.”
Fu Yuanyu’s voice was calm and measured, but he was already at the entrance, showing just how much he cared.
Fu Nanzhi called out,
“Dad.”
“Welcome back,” Fu Yuanyu replied, his eyes fixed on his daughter.
Ji Shulan looked Fu Nanzhi up and down and said to her husband,
“You know, since she started working at Tiancheng Corporation, she’s changed a lot. She seems much more cheerful now.”
Parents always know their children best, and Fu Nanzhi’s transformation hadn’t escaped their notice.
Fu Yuanyu cleared his throat,
“Big companies have their advantages. She made the right choice going to Tianwei.”
“Alright, you two, don’t just stand there at the door. Come inside.”
With that, he turned and slowly made his way back into the house.
Ji Shulan smiled and said,
“Come on, I made some soup for you. Make sure you eat well tonight.”
“Okay,” Fu Nanzhi nodded, and the three of them walked into the living room.
Father and daughter sat down, while Ji Shlan excused herself,
“I’ll go check on the soup. You two catch up.”
Though Fu Yuanyu appeared calm, he was genuinely concerned about his daughter and asked,
“How’s everything at Tiancheng Corporation?”
“It’s great. There are a lot of people and opportunities. I’ve been learning a lot,” Fu Nanzhi replied honestly.
In the past, she’d had a head full of theoretical knowledge but little practical experience, which had led to quite a few mishaps.
If it hadn’t been for Shen Yi cleaning up after her, things could’ve gotten much worse. But their relationship had also started because of those very incidents.
“Practice leads to true understanding. It’s good that you took that first step,” Fu Yuanyu said, his traditional parenting style masking his concern.
Fu Nanzhi nodded in agreement. Now, she just wanted to live her life well, free from the constant pursuit of perfection and self-doubt that had once consumed her.
“External things can’t shake me anymore. Living well for myself is what matters most.”
Her words brought a spark of pride to Fu Yuanyu’s eyes, and he said with satisfaction,
“You’ve finally learned something.”
“You two can continue your chat later. Come wash your hands; dinner’s ready,” Ji Shulan called from the dining room.
The table was laden with dishes, all of Fu Nanzhi’s favorites, prepared especially for her return.
“Here, have some soup first,” Ji Shulan said, serving a bowl to each of them.
“Thanks, Mom,” Fu Nanzhi said with a smile, taking the bowl and sipping the soup.
Throughout the meal, Ji Shulan kept piling food onto Fu Nanzhi’s plate, her eyes welling up as she watched her eat with such joy.
“This is how it should be. You used to be so gloomy, always locking yourself in your room. It worried me sick...”
Fu Yuanyu frowned and interrupted her,
“Nanzhi’s finally back. Can’t you say something nice?”
Ji Shulan quickly wiped her eyes and smiled,
“You’re right. She’s doing great now.”
“Nanzhi, you’re not getting any younger. It’s about time you thought about settling down.”
“Should we introduce you to someone, or are you planning to meet people on your own?”
Fu Nanzhi was nearing twenty-eight, and Ji Shulan, who had been hesitant to bring it up before, now felt the need to nudge her daughter.
Fu Nanzhi had been wondering how to bring up Shen Yi, and her mother’s question gave her the perfect opening,
“Actually, I already have a boyfriend.”
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."
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.
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
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.”
