Fang Zhiyi quickly grabbed her: "Did you forget about the male lead?"
Xue Wanning suddenly realized and sat back down.
Fang Zhiyi hadn’t expected that, as the villainess, she’d actually have a moment of standing up for justice.
Sure enough, as soon as Liu Yue raised her hand, her wrist was seized.
"If you dare hit her, I’ll make sure you regret it."
"If you dare hit her, I’ll make sure you regret it."
Fang Zhiyi spoke the exact same words as Gu Mingyu, and Xue Wanning looked at him in surprise.
Fang Zhiyi shrugged: "Same old cliché. Haven’t you read novels before?"
Xue Wanning shook her head: "Books put me to sleep."
The two of them watched as the girl got slapped and then stormed off angrily.
"They’re holding hands again, look, look! They’re holding hands again!" Xue Wanning kept nudging Fang Zhiyi with her elbow. Rubbing his sore shoulder, Fang Zhiyi chuckled helplessly: "I see, I see."
Who would’ve thought Xue Wanning was such a gossip fiend?
"Wow, it’s like a soap opera," Xue Wanning said, her face full of intrigue.
The two whispered back and forth, with Xue Wanning occasionally giggling softly, completely unaware that Gu Mingyu had already noticed them.
Just as Fang Zhiyi and Xue Wanning finished their hushed conversation, they looked up to find someone standing in front of them.
"Can you two keep it down? This is a library!" Gu Mingyu’s expression was stern.
Fang Zhiyi sighed inwardly. Barely escaped the cafeteria drama, and now this?
Xue Wanning shot to her feet, and Fang Zhiyi quickly stood up too, ready to hold her back if needed.
"Excuse me, you two were way louder than us just now," Xue Wanning retorted, locking eyes with Gu Mingyu. Huh, this guy was pretty handsome—more mature than the one from the cafeteria.
Fang Zhiyi’s heart skipped a beat. His gaze drifted past Gu Mingyu to Qin Xiaocao, who was buried in a book at the back. He clicked his tongue: "Seriously, your girlfriend doesn’t even care, so why are you making a fuss?"
Gu Mingyu froze. Girlfriend? His heart pounded, and a grin slowly spread across his face. "Just keep it down," he muttered before turning to leave. As he walked away, he caught sight of the melon seed shells on the table and frowned. No manners—who eats melon seeds in a library? But he didn’t say anything, just hurried back to Qin Xiaocao.
Xue Wanning stared after him until Fang Zhiyi nudged her: "Still staring, Miss Xue?"
Snapping out of it, Xue Wanning sighed. "What a shame. How does that Qin Xiaocao have so much charm?"
Fang Zhiyi shrugged. "No idea. Maybe it’s just fate."
Xue Wanning walked off, sighing dramatically, with Fang Zhiyi trailing behind, cursing inwardly. The heavens must be insane, forcing the villain role onto them just to spice up the protagonists’ story!
Luckily, Xue Wanning quickly returned to her usual self, dragging him out for dinner and some shopping. Before parting, she even shoved a bag of pastries into his hands.
"Take these back for your sister."
Watching Xue Wanning get into her car, Fang Zhiyi felt a pang of gratitude. Say what you will, but the villainess treated him well.
Back in his rented apartment—he could’ve stayed in the dorms, but he had to take care of his sister—he asked her a few casual questions about her day before starting dinner.
Still, he couldn’t shake the unease. After today, would Xue Wanning still get dragged into the main couple’s drama?
The next day at school, he immediately spotted a fuming Xue Wanning.
"What’s wrong, Miss Xue?" Fang Zhiyi had a bad feeling.
"You’re just in time! I’m so mad!" She stomped her foot.
She’d arrived early, waiting for Fang Zhiyi at the gate, when Qin Xiaocao suddenly came running—as if fleeing someone—without looking where she was going, crashing straight into Xue Wanning and knocking her to the ground.
But Qin Xiaocao didn’t even apologize before bolting. Just as Xue Wanning stood up to yell, someone else grabbed her, asking if she’d seen a short girl. Xue Wanning recognized him—it was that simp from the cafeteria yesterday.
In a foul mood, she snapped at him, and Fu Jingxuan recognized her too. They exchanged a few heated words before he ran off, leaving her fuming.
"That Qin Xiaocao is seriously messed up!" Xue Wanning grumbled.
Fang Zhiyi tried to calm her: "Let it go, Miss Xue. Think about how she acted yesterday."
Xue Wanning thought for a moment. "Just as rude!"
"No, don’t you think there’s something… off about her?" Fang Zhiyi tapped his temple.
After a pause, Xue Wanning gasped. "You’re right! I didn’t notice before. Is she… not all there?"
Hesitating, she added, "Do you think Fu Jingxuan knows?" Her expression turned strange.
Fang Zhiyi rolled his eyes. Seriously?
"More importantly, Miss Xue, aren’t you curious why one’s running and the other’s chasing?"
Xue Wanning blinked. "Oh, right?" Instantly, her face lit up with gossipy excitement.
"Let’s go!" Fang Zhiyi motioned for her to follow.
He didn’t have to get involved, but after thinking it over, abandoning her felt wrong. Might as well bring her along.
After some twists and turns, they actually found the pair. Qin Xiaocao stood with her head down, nervously wringing her hands.
"Xiaocao, why? You promised to watch the fireworks with me last night!"
"Jingxuan, I—I was studying with Mingyu, and by the time I remembered, it was too late…"
"Gu Mingyu? Again?" Fu Jingxuan’s voice rose, making Qin Xiaocao flinch. He immediately softened. "Xiaocao, why do you always spend time with him? Am I not good enough?"
"No, no! It’s not like that! We’re just… just friends…"
Unbeknownst to them, two people crouched in the bushes nearby, wide-eyed.
"Holy crap, it is a soap opera!" Xue Wanning whispered.
Fang Zhiyi nodded vigorously.
"Miss Xue, I’ve figured it out—if we follow Qin Xiaocao, we’ll never run out of drama."
Xue Wanning was thrilled. As a rich heiress, her usual hobbies were shopping and spending money, but this kind of real-life drama? Priceless!
"Zhiyi, starting tomorrow—no, today—keep an eye on Qin Xiaocao. Update me whenever there’s gossip."
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.
ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
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?
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
