He had learned his lesson this time. First, he inquired about what had happened during his absence, then realized Fang Yunhe was no longer someone he could bully. Fear and resentment festered in his heart.
Not just his former gang, but even the other classmates seemed to look at him strangely, as if they were all mocking him.
Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore. If he couldn’t mess with Fang Yunhe, couldn’t he still pick on someone else?
"What the hell are you laughing at?" He grabbed a classmate by the collar—one of their usual targets, short and timid.
Watching the boy stammer apologies in panic, Wang Zihan felt that long-lost sense of superiority surge through him. See? I’m still the top dog here.
"People who are insecure and twisted inside need to pick on those weaker than them to prove their strength. Pathetic."
Wang Zihan turned and saw Fang Yunhe staring at him with an impassive expression. "You got a problem with me?"
"Damn it! He’s bullying someone again! Get him!" Someone suddenly shouted, and seven or eight people rushed forward. In full view of everyone, Wang Zihan was beaten up. Fang Yunhe was surprised—he had been planning to teach him a lesson himself but was hesitating over whether to finish his test papers first. Why were they so eager?
The farce only ended when the homeroom teacher hurried over. But everyone claimed Wang Zihan had started it by bullying a classmate, and they had just stepped in to stop him. In short, it was all his fault.
The teacher glanced at Fang Yunhe, who was buried in his exam papers, and sighed in relief. As long as Fang Yunhe wasn’t involved, things were manageable.
Wang Zihan was given a disciplinary record. With multiple testimonies confirming his history of bullying, his parents were called to take him home. He could just come back for exams—though given his grades, it hardly mattered.
Fang Yunhe was admitted to a good university. He had planned to tell his father he could work part-time while studying—after all, Fang Zhiyi’s small repair shop barely scraped by. But to his shock, Fang Zhiyi pulled out a black plastic bag filled with neatly stacked cash.
"I’ve saved up enough for your tuition. Study hard."
A thought crossed Fang Yunhe’s mind. "Dad… did you steal this?"
"Drop dead."
Following Fang Zhiyi’s advice, Fang Yunhe chose a university in another city, successfully avoiding Bai An'an.
After he left, Fang Zhiyi immediately closed his shop. A car pulled up smoothly as he waved, and half an hour later, he stood behind a floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the city.
An assistant approached from behind. "President Cheng and the others have arrived. They want to discuss the next investment direction."
Fang Zhiyi nodded and turned. The wall bore a sign: "Omniscient Consulting Co., Ltd."
"Also, the Bai family has reached out once, saying they have business needs."
"Reject them. No matter the price."
The assistant nodded. His boss was eccentric—rumor had it he’d started as a mechanic.
In the conference room, local entrepreneurs chatted, some even slamming tables in arguments. But the moment Fang Zhiyi entered, they all fell silent.
"Damn, a villain convention," Little Hei remarked.
Starting with sweet romance, only to face a flood of antagonists—it never expected Fang Zhiyi to side with the villains outright, even forming the "A-City Chamber of Commerce."
"My son’s grown up. From today on, I have time to deal with the Bai family." Fang Zhiyi surveyed the room of varied expressions. "The first condition is met. To unite these people, they need a common enemy—the Bai family, who’ve swallowed half of A City."
Fang Zhiyi smiled. The executives didn’t understand but mirrored his grin. Regardless, this man had saved them from disaster time and again. Soon, they realized Fang Zhiyi wasn’t just shrewd—his business tactics were ruthless. Gradually, a chamber formed under his leadership.
Money talks. Who cares who’s in charge?
Around the same time, Fang Yuntian, after countless rejections, finally found work. By chance, he picked up a brooch Bai An'an had dropped. Returning it earned her gratitude, and they talked for hours. Through her recommendation, he joined the Bai family’s company.
"Just wait, Fang Zhiyi. I’ll make you regret this." Fang Yuntian swore silently.
But what awaited him was a company under siege—bids sabotaged by traffic jams, office feng shui ruined by boiling water poured on the money tree, construction teams accidentally cutting cables… Small nuisances, but enough to drive them mad.
Four years later, Fang Yunhe chose to return to A City. Inspired by his father, he’d studied law, intending to take care of him. But the luxury car before him left him bewildered.
Instead, Fang Zhiyi opened a law firm for him. "Run it as you see fit."
Fang Yunhe barely recognized his father. He’d scrimped for four years, while his dad lived large?
"It’s time," Little Hei said suddenly.
Fang Zhiyi watched as the Bai family’s company building locked its doors. After four years of relentless pressure, they were exhausted, still clueless about who was targeting them.
Bai An'an comforted Elder Brother Bai as always.
She believed her good fortune would lift his spirits, though lately, even she felt something was off—as if luck had abandoned her. Then, abruptly, her mind blanked, a sharp pain lancing through her skull.
"An'an?" Elder Brother Bai caught her. "What’s wrong?"
Fang Zhiyi eyed the shimmering thing Little Hei spat out. "What is this?"
"Destiny’s favor—the halo that makes everyone adore you. Tastes better than that lousy system I ate last time."
Thanks to his close ties with Bai An'an, Fang Yuntian still worked for her even as the company crumbled. She promised to open a café with him, and he was scouting locations when a car pulled up beside him, the window rolling down.
"Well, if it isn’t my ex-son. Need a ride?"
Fang Yuntian stared at the face he’d hated for years, but the words stuck in his throat. How could this man live so well? He was just a gambling addict!
Reading his expression, Fang Zhiyi sighed. "Never mind. You probably can’t afford the fare anyway."
The car sped off, shattering Fang Yuntian’s composure.
That same day, he sought out Bai An'an. Just seeing her—his angel—made all his bitterness vanish.
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
