Recently targeted by the Qin family, some former business partners suddenly announced the termination of their collaborations with the Xia Family, leaving Xia Bingbao and Xia Wuyue overwhelmed. After extensive inquiries, they discovered that these wealthy families had cut ties with them because their son was on good terms with Fang Zhiyi?
Xia Bingbao was so furious that he fell ill, and Xia's Mother had to care for him in the hospital daily.
Xia Wuyue locked herself in her room for a long time, deep in thought, before finally making a decision.
That evening, Fang Zhiyi returned home with two beautiful women, intending to continue drinking in the living room. Xia Wuyue walked up to him with a cold expression and threw a document in front of him.
"Sign it. I want a divorce."
Fang Zhiyi was amused. He hadn’t even started causing trouble recently, and yet this woman couldn’t hold back?
Xia Wuyue had realized that everything began with this man before her. She would rather forfeit her grandfather’s inheritance than stay with him.
According to Old Master Xia’s will, if Xia Wuyue initiated the divorce with Fang Zhiyi, the entire inheritance would be donated to charity.
It seemed the Xia Family’s tolerance was weak—they’d rather give up their inheritance than remain tied to him.
Fang Zhiyi naturally refused to sign. Things weren’t that simple. They were the ones who had proposed the marriage to the original host in the first place. Now they wanted to divorce just like that? Impossible!
Xia Wuyue chased away the two women who had been watching the spectacle and said coldly, "Name your conditions. I have some money of my own—enough to last you a lifetime."
Fang Zhiyi narrowed his eyes at her. She was indeed beautiful, but her character was lacking. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have groveled before the original "Dragon King" and then switched sides when the transmigrator took over.
"Fine. Give me money—50 million."
"What?!" Xia Wuyue was outraged at the figure. The Xia Family’s assets were, at most, a few hundred million, and they had already suffered heavy losses recently. Yet this good-for-nothing dared to demand 50 million outright?
"That’s right. 50 million." Fang Zhiyi wore a shameless grin as he watched Xia Wuyue grit her teeth in anger. He shrugged. "If you won’t agree, then forget it." He stood up to leave but suddenly stopped and held out his hand to her. "Give me money—my allowance for tomorrow."
Xia Wuyue nearly choked on her fury.
Fang Zhiyi went out to enjoy himself again, while Xia Wuyue went to the hospital to discuss matters with her parents. Fang Zhiyi was now a ticking time bomb—to stabilize the company, they had to eliminate him first. Who knew what else he might do? After all, the leak of confidential documents from the study last time was likely his doing.
In the end, they decided that Xia Bingbao would spend more money to hire experts to beat Fang Zhiyi into a vegetative state. That way, they wouldn’t have to pay the 50 million, and Old Master Xia’s inheritance would remain intact.
This time, Xia Bingbao pulled many strings and hired two foreign experts, instructing them to tail Fang Zhiyi discreetly and strike once he left home to avoid suspicion.
Watching Fang Zhiyi drive away, Xia Bingbao, seated in his wheelchair, couldn’t hide his smirk.
"Darling, are these two reliable?"
"Absolutely. Have you heard of the Assassin Rankings? These two are among the top ten. They don’t come cheap." Xia Bingbao winced at the cost. "But if it means getting rid of him, it’s worth it."
In reality, the two experts followed Fang Zhiyi’s car through winding roads into a secluded factory, only to be ambushed, disarmed, and dragged away with sacks over their heads.
Fang Zhiyi didn’t even bother looking back.
That night, when Fang Zhiyi returned home, lounging on the sofa unharmed and demanding his allowance, Xia Bingbao completely lost it.
The Xia Family reluctantly scraped together 50 million for Fang Zhiyi, watched him sign the papers, and then watched as he threw their belongings out.
"Additional clause in the agreement," Fang Zhiyi pointed at the document. "This house is mine now. Get out, or I’ll call security."
After a round of furious curses, the Xia Family left.
No matter—they still had their company. Their net worth remained in the hundreds of millions.
Xia Wuyue waited eagerly for Fang Zhiyi’s downfall. A man like him would squander 50 million in no time, be abandoned by his wealthy friends, and end up on the streets. Just the thought excited her.
But after the divorce, Fang Zhiyi seemed to vanish from the scene.
That was until a bidding conference the Xia Family attended, where Xia Bingbao and Xia Wuyue were stunned to see Fang Zhiyi seated at the head of the table.
"You! You! How are you here?!" Xia Bingbao pointed at the formally dressed Fang Zhiyi, his hatred for this bloodsucker boiling over.
Fang Zhiyi remained expressionless.
A security guard nearby stepped forward. "Please lower your voice, or I’ll have to escort you out."
Knowing the importance of this bid, Xia Wuyue pulled her father back into his seat.
"This bidding session is primarily overseen by President Fang." That single sentence made Xia Wuyue’s mind reel. President Fang? She scrutinized the man at the front again. He was President Fang? The one collaborating with the government on import-export ventures?
He hadn’t looked this good before!
The meeting ended in a daze for Xia Wuyue, with the Xia Family walking away empty-handed.
Meanwhile, several other families secured projects—families whose prodigal sons were on good terms with Fang Zhiyi.
"Favoritism!" she shouted in agitation but was quickly ushered out.
Refusing to accept that the man she once despised as a mere live-in son-in-law had risen so high, Xia Wuyue and Xia Bingbao approached journalists with their side of the story, accusing Fang Zhiyi of corruption.
The news sparked a massive public outcry.
Fang Zhiyi merely smirked at the online vitriol while Sixth Dragon and Ninth Dragon stood nervously by his side. They were about to go abroad, unsure if they’d return safely.
The backlash against the Xia Family came swiftly. As netizens dug deeper, they uncovered Fang Zhiyi’s various deeds.
"Fang Zhiyi personally funded the construction of school buildings in impoverished mountainous regions and covered education expenses for some children."
"Fang Zhiyi donated 10 million to disaster relief efforts."
"Fang Zhiyi established the Fang Charity Foundation, pledging full financial transparency to the public."
Netizens were stunned—and so was Xia Wuyue. But she quickly realized Fang Zhiyi was using the money he extorted from her to play the philanthropist! How dare he!
Soon, someone stepped forward to vouch for him—the eldest son of the He Family, a celebrity.
"I’ve been busy lately but was shocked to hear about the attacks on Fang Zhiyi. Though I’ve only met him a few times, I deeply admire his character. My younger brother, He Peihuan, used to frequent nightclubs, race cars, and binge-drink—our family was at our wits’ end. But under Fang Zhiyi’s guidance, my brother has turned over a new leaf and now holds a respectable job. My parents and I are incredibly proud of him. These baseless accusations are outrageous! If needed, I’ll provide any support possible. @Fang Zhiyi (Divorced Edition)"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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."
