"Oh yes, it was me who reported you."
Li Xue hadn’t expected Fang Yu to admit it so readily.
"You shameless bitch!" Li Xue roared in fury.
Fang Yu’s expression turned serious. She recalled her brother’s recent warnings, and her curiosity momentarily overshadowed her anger. "I also reported you for smuggling, but unfortunately, they didn’t take it seriously."
"You—!" Li Xue raised her hand to strike, but several laborers stepped forward behind Fang Yu. "Boss Fang, trouble?"
Fang Yu smirked mockingly. "What’s the matter?"
Xu Li grabbed his wife’s arm, his face dark. "We were just asking."
Fang Yu snorted. "All you do is bark like a mad dog. Report you? I’d rather just finish you off. If Ruoruo hadn’t stopped me, saying we’re still family, I’d have burned your house down that day!"
Li Mei’s eyes lit up with emotion. She hadn’t expected her daughter to remember her teachings so well.
"Now you’re reaping what you sowed, Li Xue. This is what they call divine justice." Fang Yu’s tone was deliberately provoking, but Li Xue could only hurl empty insults, not daring to escalate further.
As the group began to leave, Fang Yu suddenly remembered Fang Zhiyi’s instructions.
"Instead of biting at everyone, why don’t you think about who might be jealous of your son getting into that elite school? Tsk tsk, brainless mutt."
Li Xue, being dragged away, froze. For once, she didn’t retort.
The second brother’s family had a son, and the third brother’s daughter had also performed poorly in exams... If they found out that Fang Ruoruo’s admission letter had gone to her instead of them...
There was a saying: suspicion breeds like a seed, growing into a towering tree with just a single word.
Fang Yu watched them leave, humming cheerfully. But then she thought of Fang Zhiyi again, and an inexplicable chill ran down her spine.
Li Xue returned home, her mind racing. By the time she reached her yard, she was already shouting curses, venting her fury from day till night, grating on everyone’s nerves.
The second brother endured it, but the third sister, Li Lan, couldn’t take it anymore. She stormed over from the side gate, demanding to know who Li Xue was cursing. Li Xue snapped back, "Whoever’s guilty knows!"
Li Lan fired back, and soon their mother arrived. The old woman had always favored her eldest daughter and immediately ordered Li Lan to go home. But Li Lan refused. With the crowd gathering to watch the spectacle, she wasn’t about to back down—unlike Li Mei, she wouldn’t be the laughingstock.
The shouting escalated until Li Xue’s sons joined in, shoving and pushing. Li Lan called for her husband and daughter, and chaos erupted. Li Mei, frantic, kept repeating her mantra: "Stop it, we’re family! We’re all relatives!" But no one listened. In the scuffle, someone even slapped her, leaving her stunned.
The Li household descended into pandemonium, much to the amusement of onlookers. The old lady, overwhelmed, fainted and wasn’t discovered until much later—finally ending the farce. But the cracks in the family were now irreparable, and even the pretense of civility was gone.
In stark contrast was the Fang household. Though just three people, they lived in harmony. Fang Zhiyi watched his daughter eat obediently, a pang of emotion striking him. Watching her grow up was bittersweet... especially since he knew his time was limited.
He had asked Little Hei—defying fate wasn’t impossible, but the consequences would be relentless, like a never-ending series of disasters.
So, he had no choice but to pin his hopes on Fang Yu.
Fang Yu often grumbled. Fang Zhiyi’s business wasn’t huge, but it kept him constantly away, leaving her to raise Fang Ruoruo. Despite her complaints, she had come to see the girl as her own. When Ruoruo needed money, Fang Yu went to Fang Zhiyi. When bullies targeted her at school, Fang Yu stepped in. Over time, everyone knew Fang Ruoruo had a formidable aunt.
Ruoruo herself was sensible and kind, with few enemies. Unlike the original timeline, she had completely left her old environment behind, and her grades steadily improved.
The only downside was her continued contact with Li Mei. Her mother would recount the latest family drama—how the eldest cousin had beaten up the second uncle’s son, or how the second cousin had been jumped by the third aunt’s daughter.
Fang Ruoruo could only comfort her mother softly, unable to fathom why family could turn on each other like this.
She had noticed it herself—every time she visited her grandmother’s house, her aunt and cousins glared at her with hostility. But they feared Fang Yu, who always accompanied her, so they settled for snide remarks.
"Look at Ruoruo, living like a princess now, needing a chauffeur just to visit."
"Put that down! We wouldn’t want your fancy clothes getting dirty and blaming us."
"Ruoruo, your cousin’s unemployed. Can you ask your dad to give him a job?"
Fang Ruoruo nodded. "Okay, I’ll mention it to him."
Her aunt beamed, piling food onto her plate. "See? Ruoruo’s the only one who remembers family. After all those years staying with us, she hasn’t forgotten."
Ruoruo forced a smile, the memories of her aunt’s cruelty and her cousin’s torment still fresh.
"Your cousin’s just drifting around with no real job. Talk to your dad, alright? We’re family," Li Mei urged as they left.
"Don’t worry, Mom."
Li Mei glanced at Fang Yu, leaning against the car smoking, and frowned. "I know you resent them, but family grudges don’t last. When I was raising you alone, your aunt took us in. We’d have been homeless otherwise. You must remember kindness."
Fang Ruoruo looked up at her aunt and nodded obediently.
"Stop right there! Are you stupid? What, did your aunt save your life or something?" Fang Yu rolled her eyes. "How many times do you have to get burned before you learn?" She strode over and pulled Ruoruo away.
"Come here less often. This place is disgusting."
"What’s your problem? I’m talking to my daughter!" Li Mei had always disliked Fang Yu, especially seeing how close Ruoruo was to her.
"My problem? Ruoruo visits out of filial piety, and all you do is guilt-trip her. What, is your sister’s family starving? If they can’t survive, there are plenty of ways to end it—drowning, hanging, take your pick!"
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."
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
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.
