What made her even angrier was that Wang Qianqian was also demanding she pay for medical expenses!
Yang Huan certainly wasn't going to back down. She turned right around and demanded Wang Qianqian compensate the company for its losses. When this was brought up, Wang Qianqian acted as if it were only natural: "So what?"
Yang Huan also called Fang Zhiyi, but he was completely indifferent on the other end of the line.
"She's just a friend, not a close one. Boss Yang, I was just asking if you could arrange something. Anything else has nothing to do with me!"
After much exhausting bickering, it finally ended.
Wang Qianqian went home bruised and battered. The more she thought about it, the angrier she got, and she couldn't help but burst into wailing sobs. Gao Jie, who had come to see her, stood outside the door. Hearing the cries, she was first shocked, then a hint of schadenfreude flickered across her face. She composed her expression before knocking.
"Xiao Jie! They bullied me! Waaah..." Wang Qianqian threw herself onto her, nearly knocking Gao Jie to the ground.
Gao Jie cursed inwardly but comforted her out loud: "There, there, I know, I know."
But when she took a good look at Wang Qianqian's appearance, she almost laughed out loud.
However, what she hadn't expected was that even after all this, Fang Zhiyi would still send someone to deliver things to Wang Qianqian, and there was still nothing for her, as if he had forgotten her entirely.
This threw Gao Jie's heart completely off balance.
Fang Zhiyi must be blind!
But she caught onto a piece of information: Fang Zhiyi had specifically mentioned the name Yang Huan several times.
Combined with what Wang Qianqian had said, she could deduce that this was the result of two women fighting over a man. Looking at the exquisite handbag in Wang Qianqian's hand, the jealousy in Gao Jie's heart made her start scheming again.
A week later, Fang Zhiyi, having some free time again after dealing with his mother and sister-in-law's pressure to get married, told them he had broken up. His family lectured him, but no one could do anything about him.
Fang Wanyun rushed in hurriedly.
"Little brother! Something's happened!"
"Second sister, don't talk nonsense, I'm fine."
"Oh, not you." Fang Wanyun's speaking skills had improved a lot, but she still stumbled when flustered.
Fortunately, Xu Nian, who followed closely behind, filled in the gaps.
"Haven't you seen the news?"
Fang Zhiyi shook his head.
"The life you lead... That Yang Huan, the one who asked you to be an undercover agent, had her face slashed with a knife. It's a big fuss."
"Huh?" Fang Zhiyi sat up.
"The perpetrator was caught right then and there. Just a young girl, still crying."
Fang Zhiyi nodded, then heard someone outside: "Who's Fang Zhiyi? Come with us!"
This stunned the whole family.
Fortunately, Fang Zhiyi returned quickly. He was neither Wang Qianqian's boyfriend nor Yang Huan's boyfriend; he just happened to know both of them.
The doctor called in by the police determined that Wang Qianqian was mentally ill, especially as she continued to make a huge scene even at the station. She was eventually sent directly to a psychiatric hospital.
And Yang Huan also disappeared from the city.
Gao Jie hadn't expected that every time she went to find Fang Zhiyi, she would be turned away. This infuriated her. As she was walking home cursing one day, several masked men stuffed her into a sack and dragged her away.
When the sack was opened again, she saw the woman named Yang Huan. There was a horrifying scar on her face, making her look utterly ferocious.
"You, what do you want? I don't know you!" Gao Jie's voice trembled as she spoke.
Yang Huan glanced at her, her eyes full of venom. "Still pretending? I've already dealt with your good friend. She confessed it herself. It was you who taught her from behind the scenes to slash my face, right?"
"I... I just said it offhand! What does it have to do with me?" Gao Jie was terrified.
Yang Huan walked closer, a dagger gleaming in her hand. "You just said it offhand? Ha ha ha ha, do you know how much pain I'm in every day when I see this face?"
"What are you doing? Ah!!!"
Yang Huan's actions made even the people she brought with her involuntarily look away. This woman was too terrifying.
"Don't worry. After dealing with you, I'll deal with Fang Zhiyi, then Xu Nian. No one will get away! No one!"
She seemed like a mad demon.
As if to match her madness, the sound of police sirens rang out appropriately.
Little Shanzi watched the police cars surround the dilapidated courtyard, then put away his brick-like cell phone. "Brother Fang is really something, tsk."
Yang Huan's news shocked the city once again. Kidnapping, imprisonment, torture... Luckily, the victim didn't die. But it happened to coincide with a crackdown period. Yang Huan would probably spend the rest of her life inside.
Wang Qianqian was truly scared out of her wits. That gang had broken into her hospital room and pulled out several of her fingernails. Compared to Gao Jie, she was much luckier. Gao Jie not only had her face ruined but was also crippled in both legs.
On the day she was discharged, Wang Qianqian deliberately took a look at Gao Jie. Gao Jie sat in a wheelchair, staring dully at the small window, occasionally letting out a laugh. It looked quite horrifying.
Wang Qianqian's "foolishness" was incurable, but at least she figured out one thing: Fang Zhiyi was not someone to be messed with.
But soon, a familiar figure appeared before her again. Wang Qianqian was somewhat afraid.
"Don't be afraid. I heard you were discharged, so I came specifically to discuss something with you," Fang Zhiyi said with a smile.
Wang Qianqian lowered her head.
"Want a job?"
"A job?" Wang Qianqian looked up at Fang Zhiyi.
Fang Zhiyi nodded. "Your job is simple. Go work at other companies. I'll tell you where to go. You don't need to do anything special, just go to work."
"That simple?" Wang Qianqian was suspicious.
Fang Zhiyi nodded. "That simple." He threw down a stack of money. "This is the payment."
Looking at the money, Wang Qianqian's suppressed sense of self-importance, buried under fear, began to resurface. "Okay!"
Fast-Travel Task Agent No. 3429 arrived in this world.
"System, is that Hunter here?"
"Possibly."
"Named Fang Zhiyi, right?"
"Yes, host. Please be careful. Notify for reinforcements if you find him."
"Afraid of him? What a joke!" The task agent was very disdainful.
He easily found Fang Zhiyi, but he miscalculated one thing: even if Fang Zhiyi did nothing, he could do nothing to him either.
"Brother Fang, what's the deal with that guy who came today? Is he looking for trouble?" Xu Nian asked with a serious expression.
Fang Zhiyi shrugged. "Who knows."
"Alright, leave it to me." Xu Nian nodded. He always remembered Fang Zhiyi's kindness, not to mention they were now relatives. He couldn't let anyone threaten Fang Zhiyi.
"Host, it's not working! That's the male lead with great destiny! And he's already grown up!"
"Host, forceful methods won't work!"
"Host, you've gone bankrupt again. We're almost out of points."
"Host! The Heavenly Dao has detected your anomaly!"
"Host, run!"
Fang Zhiyi lived to eighty, never expecting Xu Nian to outlive him.
As he closed his eyes, Xu Nian whispered in his ear, "Although I don't know exactly who you are, I still want to thank you, brother-in-law."
"Call... call me brother..."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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."
