"Wait, has Yue Anyao always been this fierce?" Little Hei asked.
Fang Zhiyi curled her lips: "She wasn't like this before, but honestly, anyone doing your kind of work would go crazy."
Little Hei nodded in deep agreement.
Fang Zhiyi suddenly stopped: "Hey?"
"What's wrong?"
Fang Zhiyi's eyes flickered as she looked at Little Hei: "What if we just went and recruited people to do the work directly?"
"Recruit people?" Little Hei looked a bit confused. "Not a good idea. I already tried that—I found some transmigrators left behind by that thing, but the moment they heard there were no system item support, they'd rather go home than work."
"I have a few candidates in mind." Fang Zhiyi narrowed her eyes.
"Li Yinyin, don't go." A girl grabbed Li Yinyin's hand.
But Li Yinyin was stubborn: "Why shouldn't I go? She sponsored me, so why won't she take care of me now? I just want to go abroad!"
"It's not a good idea..."
"What's not good about it! Didn't you just hear her? She even scolded me, said I was cheating her out of money! I just bought a few things with the tuition she gave me—what right does she have to scold me? What's given to me is mine! Don't stop me—I'm going to expose her today!"
The girl saw that she couldn't talk Li Yinyin out of it and could only watch her walk into that café.
Inside the café, someone was already sitting there. When they saw Li Yinyin come in, they immediately pulled out their phone.
The girl watched from a distance and flashed a smug smile, then took out her phone and sent a text message.
"Aunt Liu, Yinyin insists on exposing you. I tried to stop her, but she won't listen..."
It was a long time before a reply came back.
Just one word: "Got it."
That day's social news featured a blurred-out interview that drew widespread attention.
"At first I thought she was kind-hearted. She swore she would cover all my university expenses. But once I started college, she changed. She'd call me out constantly to entertain the businessmen she dealt with..."
"My family's house was about to collapse, but she said it was my own problem and she wouldn't help. I told her I was borrowing the money, but she refused."
"There's another girl she sponsored—she wouldn't come forward—but I know her story. That woman forced her to sleep with men!"
Each sentence landed like a bomb.
Netizens were buzzing.
"Wow, this person is ruthless. This isn't charity for poor students—she's basically raising dogs for herself!"
"Investigate! They must be investigated!"
"She said the person's surname is Liu, right? Does charity work, surname Liu—sounds like someone from our area."
"Then it's up to the netizens over there to do their part."
"On it!"
In a tidy, well-kept house, an elderly woman sat in a rocking chair, watching the screen as people dug up her name and address. Her heart felt bitter.
How could people's hearts be so rotten?
Her door was knocked on. After a long while, she slowly got up to open it. Seeing the girl at the door, Liu Shishi felt a bit of comfort.
"Wu Yu, you're here?"
"Yeah." Wu Yu stepped inside and immediately saw the TV playing the news about Liu Shishi's alleged fake charity. She hurried over and turned it off.
"Aunt Liu, ignore them. They're all talking nonsense!"
Liu Shishi smiled: "Sigh, words are on other people's lips. Let them say what they want."
She suddenly noticed something behind Wu Yu and frowned: "What's that?"
Wu Yu looked flustered: "Nothing, nothing! I'll go throw it out right now!"
"Show me."
There was an unmistakable firmness in her tone. Wu Yu lowered her head and pulled out the crumpled thing from behind her—a small funeral wreath.
"Someone left it at your door, Aunt Liu. I was going to throw it away..."
Liu Shishi took a deep breath and felt a pang in her chest.
People really are strange. Spend a lifetime doing good, and after one muddy splash of dirty water, everything you did before becomes suspicious.
Watching Wu Yu bustle about helping to tidy the house, she felt a twinge of emotion.
Ever since Li Yinyin came forward to accuse her, all the other sponsored kids had cut off contact, afraid of being dragged into it. Only Wu Yu had stayed...
What Liu Shishi didn't expect was that after Li Yinyin, others came forward to accuse her too.
This brought her even more severe online harassment. Some neighbors even looked at her with disgust when they saw her. Rumors spread that she was a pimp.
Proud her whole life, Liu Shishi couldn't take it anymore.
"If you were here, what would you do?" She stared at the ceiling. Outside the window came the sound of people hurling insults at her—it had happened many times already. When she leaned out to look, the kids would laugh and scatter.
Liu Shishi was tired. She had wanted to hold onto the legacy Fang Zhiyi had left behind, but in the end, it had come to this.
She thought of Wu Yu. With trembling hands, she wrote a suicide note.
This girl was the only one she could trust—responsible, dependable, and kind-hearted. After she died, she would leave everything to her.
But the final blow came from this very Wu Yu.
Liu Shishi was found collapsed at home and taken to the hospital. When she opened her eyes, the doctor delivered the news with a blank face.
She didn't have much time left.
Wu Yu came rushing in, out of breath.
Liu Shishi took her hand and told her she was leaving all her assets to her.
She had expected Wu Yu to refuse, to cry—she had even prepared words to persuade her. But instead, Wu Yu yanked her hand away.
"Should've died a long time ago, you old hag."
Liu Shishi was stunned.
Wu Yu grinned smugly: "You think someone as stupid as Li Yinyin had the brains for that? I tipped her off—casually."
"I've always hated your holier-than-thou attitude. What are you playing at, Miss Pure? Dragging me to your alumni gatherings and introducing me as a girl from a poor mountain village—did it make you feel good about yourself?"
Liu Shishi's face was full of disbelief.
"The money you gave was nothing! Everyone else was living the high life, and I had to eat at the cafeteria! When I told you I didn't have enough, you sent me to work at your friend's shop—you just wanted to feel superior to me, didn't you?" Wu Yu looked triumphant. "You think those rumors about you over the years came from nowhere? I whispered them to everyone."
"You're old. What do you need all that money for anyway?"
Liu Shishi clutched her chest in pain, but Wu Yu grabbed her hand: "See? When everyone betrays you, you'll leave your money to me. You think you're so clever? You old hag!"
Liu Shishi tried to reach out and grab her, but she had no strength left.
"Somebody! Aunt Liu is dying! Somebody!" Wu Yu shouted, then whispered, "Don't worry. After you're gone, I'll be the perfect example of returning kindness for cruelty. The girl everyone loves."
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.
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."
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
