Gu Ximan looked helplessly at Luo Shuling, her eyes filled with guilt and regret, silently pleading for a solution from Ling-jie.
She had indeed gone too far this time.
Whether it was bragging at school about sharing a bed with Gu Luo at night or posting those embarrassing photos of him in the group chat—
She hadn’t considered the consequences at all.
Yet, despite her selfishness, Gu Luo had never once scolded her. He remained smiling as always, his affection unwavering.
Luo Shuling didn’t offer comfort. She simply watched as Gu Ximan pitifully shed tears.
It was better to let her reflect properly.
Without guidance, this girl might do something even more reckless someday, and by then, it would be too late to fix.
Truthfully, this incident wasn’t serious. The main goal was just to scare Gu Ximan and teach her a lesson.
After a long silence, Luo Shuling finally pulled a tissue from her pocket and gently wiped Gu Ximan’s tears.
"Don’t worry. Those photos won’t spread."
"Huh?"
Still drowning in guilt, Gu Ximan sniffled and immediately lifted her head at those words.
She hastily rubbed her tears away with the back of her hand and asked in a choked voice,
"R-Really? But... I already sent them to the group..."
"They won’t. The moment you posted them, I privately messaged everyone individually." Luo Shuling’s smile returned, confident and reassuring.
"Relax, I still have some influence. They’ve promised not to share the photos or speak a word about this."
"...Are you really sure?"
Gu Ximan sniffled again, her voice thick with tears, looking utterly pitiful.
"Absolutely sure. Didn’t you just say Ling-jie is Guangya’s most popular beauty? Would I lie to you?" Luo Shuling produced another tissue, pinched her nose, and said softly,
"Blow."
Gu Ximan’s mind was blank, overwhelmed with relief, and she obediently blew her nose without thinking.
"Good girl."
Luo Shuling praised her.
"One more time."
"Perfect."
She carefully wiped Gu Ximan’s nose with a clean tissue, then wrapped the used ones neatly inside it.
Every movement was methodical.
Gu Ximan complied like a clueless child the entire time.
Right now, Ling-jie felt like a motherly figure to her—radiating warmth and safety.
That kind of security was something only Gu Luo had ever given her before. Now, there was one more person.
"Ling-jie... Thank you..."
"I know I was wrong... I won’t do this again..."
Gu Ximan bowed her head, her apology sincere.
Her red-rimmed eyes still glistened with unshed tears, making her look heartbreakingly fragile.
"It’s alright. But what you really need to do is apologize to your brother." Luo Shuling gently pulled Gu Ximan into her arms, patting her back like soothing a child.
"It’s over now."
"Don’t worry. Ling-jie promises you—Gu Luo will always be your brother. No one can take him away."
"So, there’s no need to be afraid."
"Mhm..." Gu Ximan responded weakly, her voice trembling.
Then she buried her face deep into Luo Shuling’s chest.
At this moment, she trusted Ling-jie unconditionally.
The two sisters held each other tightly, the air around them softening into warmth.
After a long while, Gu Ximan lifted her head, her reddened eyes meeting Luo Shuling’s gaze as she whispered,
"Ling-jie... Thank you... Really..."
In response, Luo Shuling ruffled her hair, a faint smile on her lips.
"Since that’s the case, Xiao Man, promise me one thing."
"Okay! I promise!"
Gu Ximan answered without hesitation.
"My condition is—don’t tell anyone about today." Luo Shuling closed her eyes and murmured,
"If your brother asks who taught you to apologize, say it was Shu He."
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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.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
