Yan Beichen left without saying a word.
Two days later, he returned, accompanied by the owner of the cake shop.
"From now on, this shop belongs to President Yan. Everyone, greet him properly!"
The staff were stunned—was he really this loaded?
Yan Beichen spoke calmly, "Starting today, Xiao Ruoruo is fired."
Xan Ruoruo froze for a moment, then took off her uniform and walked out.
"Where are you going?" Yan Beichen asked.
"None of your business! Do you think money is everything? I can support myself!" Xiao Ruoruo ran off again.
In the vice president's office, Yan Nanzhe stared dumbfounded at the stack of contracts handed to him by his newly hired secretary. "What?"
The secretary replied cautiously, "President Yan bought a cake shop, then a milk tea shop, a clothing store, a flower shop... All paid through the company's accounts."
Fang Zhiyi hadn’t expected such absurdity. "Isn’t the finance department losing their minds?"
The secretary nodded. "The finance manager is cursing up a storm in his office." As she pushed the door open, the sound of hysterical yelling echoed from outside.
Yan Nanzhe wanted to say something, but after catching Fang Zhiyi’s look, he simply nodded. "Alright, got it."
Eventually, Xiao Ruoruo returned, walking hand-in-hand with Yan Beichen into the office. Someone immediately came to report.
Yan Nanzhe eagerly grabbed a tablet to check the surveillance feed. Seeing the two cuddled up sweetly, his face twisted in disgust and confusion. "Bro Fang, I used to think my older brother was impressive. Now I realize I never really knew him."
Fang Zhiyi thought to himself, No kidding! He only seemed impressive because the old man was always cleaning up his messes!
The board of directors had raised objections over the reckless shop purchases, but the old man had forcefully silenced them.
Fang Zhiyi was too curious not to ask his system, "Did Yan Beichen save the old man’s life or something? Why is he still covering for him?"
The system hesitated for a long time, so Fang Zhiyi cut straight to the point. "I’ve got enough points saved up. Worst case, I’ll just coast, and your little brain will stay stunted forever." (The system grew stronger only by completing tasks assigned by Fang Zhiyi.)
"Fine, I’ll tell you secretly," the system whispered mysteriously. "Yan Beichen is actually the son of the old man and his first love. Yan Nanzhe is the child from the later marriage. Since Yan Nanzhe’s mother died young, no one ever brought it up."
"Holy shit! How could you keep such crucial info from me?" Fang Zhiyi was furious.
The system sounded defensive. "Well, it wasn’t relevant to your tasks. Why dig into it?"
"I don’t care. From now on, if you want me to complete missions, you’d better give me all the details. Fair enough?"
The system finally relented.
"Also, Yan Beichen knows the truth," the system added as a bonus.
"No wonder."
News of President Yan’s engagement spread throughout the company. Everyone received an invitation—Yan Beichen wasn’t stingy about it. Most importantly, he wanted the entire company to know Xiao Ruoruo was his fiancée!
Staring at the invitation on his desk, Yan Nanzhe grumbled again. "He still has the nerve to get engaged? I’m drowning in work! I’m not going!"
Fang Zhiyi smirked. "You should go. There’ll be drama."
"Nah. Just seeing Xiao Ruoruo annoys me. She’s a complete idiot."
"But Chen Wanting will probably be there."
"Bro Fang, what should I wear to look good?"
Watching Yan Nanzhe’s sudden change in attitude, Fang Zhiyi scoffed. "You’d look best naked!"
The engagement banquet was held at the city’s grandest venue, the Four Seas Restaurant. Yan Nanzhe, dressed to impress, stood at the entrance waiting for Chen Wanting, while Fang Zhiyi sat nearby, anticipating the show.
Many guests arrived, including the old man, who had been living it up abroad. He didn’t seem thrilled about his son marrying a girl from an ordinary family, but he didn’t interfere.
Yan Nanzhe shamelessly seated himself beside Chen Wanting, cracking jokes that kept her laughing. For the first time, she gave the younger Yan heir a proper look, her earlier gloom over Yan Beichen’s engagement fading.
But halfway through the ceremony, a woman carrying a child walked in.
"Yan Beichen."
The hall fell silent.
Onstage, Yan Beichen’s expression twisted in shock.
Tears glistened in Xie Yutang’s eyes as she gently smoothed her child’s hair. "Niantang, this is your father." The baby, too young to speak, seemed to understand, reaching out toward Yan Beichen for a hug.
A collective gasp swept through the room. Even Yan Nanzhe, who had been laser-focused on Chen Wanting, was stunned.
Fang Zhiyi, having struck a deal with his system, studied the child—the same one who, in the future, would use his genius hacking skills to bring Yan Nanzhe down.
Xie Yutang, maintaining her composure, smiled tearfully at the baby. "Alright, you’ve seen him. Let’s go." With that, she turned to leave.
After a heavy silence, a figure leaped off the stage and sprinted toward the exit, leaving Xiao Ruoruo sobbing on the floor.
Fang Zhiyi tossed aside the melon seeds he’d been snacking on. Glancing at Yan Nanzhe, who had already refocused on Chen Wanting, he slipped away quietly. Today was Yan Nanzhe’s chance to shine—Fang Zhiyi still had work to handle.
Later, back in the office, Fang Zhiyi was surprised to see Yan Nanzhe walk in. "What’s up? No date?"
"Date my ass. Big bro ran off, the old man’s furious, and I got chewed out for no reason. I didn’t even get to see Chen Wanting off."
"Hey, Bro Fang," Yan Nanzhe grumbled, "do you think I was adopted? It’s not like I ran away, yet he still blamed me."
Fang Zhiyi’s pen paused. "You weren’t adopted. The old man is definitely your father."
Yan Nanzhe gave him a strange look. "Bro Fang, do you know something?"
Fang Zhiyi shook his head. "No."
"Come on, we’re bros! Don’t hold out on me!"
Fang Zhiyi feigned hesitation, though inwardly delighted—this was the perfect opportunity. He’d been worried Yan Nanzhe might hesitate, but now...
"Back when I worked for your brother, I overheard him say a few things while drunk," Fang Zhiyi said carefully. "Take it with a grain of salt, alright?"
Yan Nanzhe’s face turned serious. "Tell me."
Fang Zhiyi revealed the truth about their different mothers—with some embellishments, of course.
Yan Nanzhe sat in silence for a long moment before collapsing onto the couch. "That explains everything. No matter what crap my brother pulls, he gets praised. Meanwhile, nothing I do is ever right."
Seeing the resolve in his eyes, Fang Zhiyi knew the timing was perfect.
"So, about that plan..."
"Do it, Bro Fang. I trust you’ve got everything prepared, right?" Yan Nanzhe grinned, back to his usual playful self.
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."
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.
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
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?!
