Nan Zhi was thriving, so much so that Fang Zhiyi was constantly swamped with work.
The love-struck Yan Nanzhe, meanwhile, was blissfully immersed in his relationship with Chen Wanting, even announcing their impending marriage. His smug expression prompted Fang Zhiyi to kick him in annoyance.
Everything seemed to be moving in a positive direction.
However, Yan Beichen, who had relocated to City S, was struggling. He had asked Xie Yutang for money to start a business, but every venture ended in failure. Born into the role of a CEO, he had no idea how the lower ranks actually worked—his responsibilities had always been limited to strategizing, signing contracts, and meeting partners. Now, everything was different.
Soon, he burned through all his funds. Xie Yutang, heartbroken for her child, asked her family for more money. After two such requests, the Xie family cut them off.
Unable to cope with the setbacks, Yan Beichen turned to drinking and eventually developed a gambling habit. After tasting initial success, his bets grew increasingly reckless.
When debt collectors arrived with eviction notices, Xie Yutang broke down. She tried to leave with their child, screaming about divorce, but Yan Beichen refused. As long as she stayed, he believed the Xie family wouldn’t truly abandon them.
Xie Yutang was beaten for the first time in her life—by the man she had once loved most. Staring at his disheveled hair and sunken eyes from sleepless nights of gambling, she finally regretted her choices, but it was too late.
Yan Beichen dragged her and their child to a rundown neighborhood. While he remained glued to the mahjong table, he forbade their son from attending school to maintain control over Xie Yutang. With no other options, she took a job as a supermarket cashier, barely keeping the family afloat. Every few days, Yan Beichen forced her to call the Xie family for money. At first, they gave small amounts, but eventually, they hung up at the sight of her number—leading to more beatings.
Finally, Xie Yutang could take no more. She abandoned her child and fled in secret.
Yan Niantang had once been a bright child, but witnessing his father’s abuse left him timid and emotionally scarred. Deprived of education by Yan Beichen, the boy’s potential withered in his youth.
After Xie Yutang’s escape, Yan Beichen took Yan Niantang back to City A, demanding the Xie family hand her over. But the Xies weren’t pushovers—after hiring men to beat him a few times, Yan Beichen backed down. Instead, he turned to his son, delivering the boy to the Xie family in exchange for child support. He assumed they wouldn’t abandon their own flesh and blood, but they took the boy without giving him a single cent.
Having lost everything, Yan Beichen saw news of his younger brother’s upcoming marriage on TV. Watching the confident, successful young man, he froze for a moment.
Then his eyes lit up. Why hadn’t he thought of turning to his brother? In the past, he’d never stoop to begging, but times had changed.
Fang Zhiyi, alerted by the Xie family about Yan Beichen’s return, had been monitoring him. Just as he considered shipping the troublemaker abroad, an even more dramatic scene unfolded.
"Host, host, quick—grab some popcorn!" The system, now more human-like than ever, excitedly activated a live feed.
On his way to confront his brother, Yan Beichen ran into Xiao Ruoruo and Lin Moyan at a market entrance.
Though no longer dressed in finery, Xiao Ruoruo seemed content under Lin Moyan’s care. She didn’t recognize Yan Beichen at first, but when he called out "Ruoruo" in a daze, she turned, stunned. Fear flashed in her eyes before she quickly tugged Lin Moyan away, leaving Yan Beichen in disbelief.
After all their past love, she now pretended not to know him? Furious, he followed them.
"Birds of a feather," Fang Zhiyi remarked dryly.
The system nodded in agreement.
Xiao Ruoruo and Lin Moyan entered a residential complex, while Yan Beichen scaled the wall. When he crouched outside their door, what he heard shocked him.
Before the door even closed, the sound of blows erupted inside.
"You were eyeing that homeless guy? Are you that desperate?"
"What’s with that look? You got a problem?"
"You worthless slut! I’ll beat you to death!"
Fang Zhiyi frowned at the feed. "Lin Moyan… Thank goodness he ended up a vegetable in the original timeline."
Though Yan Beichen had also abused his wife, he couldn’t stand by now. He burst in and punched Lin Moyan square in the face.
"Beichen!" Xiao Ruoruo’s cry revealed his identity.
Lin Moyan sneered. "So that’s how it is! Still hung up on him, huh? Yan Beichen, you pathetic loser—look at your brother now, thriving while you’re worse than a stray dog without the Yan fortune!" He’d never forgotten how this spoiled heir had once stolen his woman, but back then, he’d been too cowardly to retaliate. Now, at least he had a job and a home, while this ragged beggar had nothing.
Enraged, Yan Beichen grabbed a fruit knife from the table and stabbed him.
Meanwhile, Fang Zhiyi called the police.
Yan Beichen was imprisoned again—this time for breaking and entering and attempted murder. Lin Moyan survived, but in a cruel twist of fate, he reverted to a vegetative state.
Xiao Ruoruo seemed relieved, but she couldn’t leave. After years with Yan Beichen yielded nothing, and enduring Lin Moyan’s abuse, she was determined to claim his savings and apartment.
So Lin Moyan suffered in bed as Xiao Ruoruo repaid every past beating tenfold, laughing hysterically after each session.
But Fang Zhiyi had lost interest in their fates.
"Host, your mission is complete," the system announced. A strange force pulled Fang Zhiyi from the body, leaving him floating midair with the system as the original soul returned. After a moment of disorientation, the original host jumped for joy.
Someone barged in. "Let’s go! You’re my best man today—damn it, why aren’t you dressed yet?"
"Right, right! Just a sec!" The original host beamed.
Fang Zhiyi lingered briefly. The original host didn’t seek revenge but focused on building a happy life, marrying soon after.
Xiao Ruoruo dreamed of escape but stayed until Lin Moyan died in that bed.
As for Yan Beichen? He never made it out of prison, dying in a brawl behind bars.
Xie Yutang remained hidden with the Xie family. Both she and her son bore psychological scars, eventually sent abroad for treatment.
The brothers’ father received monthly support from Yan Nanzhe, who fulfilled his filial duty but refused to see him. The old man had no desire to return, content to be buried in his homeland after death.

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?

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.

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!