Chen Nian's younger brother hadn't suffered much hardship to begin with, and after having Fang Mingyu as a personal ATM, he'd long since gotten a swelled head: "Exactly, is this even a place for you people to sit?"
"Hey? Where did you lot come from? Don't you know the rules? The front tables are for our own family. I should be asking where you popped up from!"
"What 'own family'? Our relationship with Mingyu..." Chen's Mother couldn't hold back.
"Could you possibly be closer than us?" Second Brother Fang rolled his eyes. "We're his uncles, aunts, and cousins! Who the hell do you think you are?"
Chen's Father's face darkened: "Our Nian Nian has relied on Mingyu's help. In terms of affection..."
Just then, Fang Zhiyi happened to wander over. Hearing this, he stared at his relatives: "Help? I seem to have heard something about certain people taking Mingyu's money and still thinking he's a fool."
Fang Xiaoyan didn't let the remark hang. She immediately caught on: "Really? Some people these days, give them an inch and they try to take a mile, really acting like other people's money grows on trees?"
"Is this Mingyu really that stupid?"
Fang Zhiyi drifted away again.
Chen Nian grew anxious: "We didn't! Brother Mingyu helped me willingly!"
Second Brother Fang sneered: "Willingly? Afraid you used some tricks, didn't you? A young girl like you, what are you thinking about all day?" He hated two kinds of people most in his life: those who took advantage of others, and those who stopped him from taking advantage of others. From what Fang Zhiyi implied, hadn't this family taken plenty of advantage of Fang Mingyu?
Chen's Father's face turned pale then red, clearly embarrassed. He slammed the table: "We'll pay it back eventually! Unlike you lot, who only know how to freeload!" He had seen clearly—the cigarettes on the table had instantly been pocketed by these people.
"Who's freeloading?" Someone else slammed the table. "We're Mingyu's relatives. What's wrong with eating and drinking a bit of his? Since when does an outsider like you get to butt in?"
The atmosphere at the table instantly became explosive. The Chen family felt that as beneficiaries of his kindness, they deserved preferential treatment from Fang Mingyu, while the Fang family, considering themselves true family, naturally couldn't tolerate outsiders overstepping. In short, they all wanted benefits from Fang Mingyu.
The guests around had noticed the commotion. Fang Zhiyi, like a wandering spirit, passed by again a moment later.
"Stop arguing. We're all relatives and friends."
His words were light, but his eyes were full of encouragement, making the Fang family even more agitated.
Fang Mingyu was dumbfounded and wanted to go over, but Lin Wei pulled him back: "You can't handle this. Don't you see Dad is over there?" She was also somewhat surprised. She hadn't expected that unreasonable old man Fang Zhiyi to accidentally hit the mark—it was quite satisfying.
However, she didn't manage to stop Fang Mingyu either. He hurried out and found security, who immediately came in and separated the two groups who had already started shoving each other.
The Chen family was relocated to a corner, while the Fang family remained at the front tables. Second Brother Fang even took the opportunity to taunt them, infuriating the Chens. But more than these relatives, what they hated most at that moment was Fang Mingyu!
He actually just watched their family get bullied and didn't come to help!
They didn't know Fang Mingyu had been firmly held back by his wife.
The wedding proceeded as usual. Fang Zhiyi watched the couple on the stage with an air of detached wisdom: "Little Hei, tell me, since she came to marry Fang Mingyu, what about the original host?"
Little Hei replied: "Usually, for them to take action, a soul price has been paid. The original host probably can't come back."
Fang Zhiyi nodded.
After all the commotion was finally over, Fang Mingyu arranged a hotel for the Chen family, which slightly dissipated their displeasure.
But when arranging for the Fang relatives, Fang Zhiyi waved his hand grandly: "We're all family, why be picky? Any place to stay is fine!" Fang Mingyu didn't argue, so several Fang relatives were put up in an ordinary guesthouse.
Lin Wei was still thinking about how to deal with these ungrateful people. But as soon as the couple returned home, Fang Zhiyi began his unreasonable demands.
"Starting today, I'm living here," Fang Zhiyi declared.
Fang Mingyu was surprised. He remembered his father was unwilling to leave their hometown. It wasn't that he hadn't offered to bring him to the city, but the old man had stubbornly refused. Now that he was offering himself, it was a good thing.
"But!" Fang Zhiyi's tone shifted. "All your money must be handed over to me for safekeeping! You're young and spend recklessly. Now you have a mortgage to pay. Someone needs to manage your money."
Fang Mingyu was taken aback: "Dad... that's not..."
Fang Zhiyi slapped the table: "What, grown your wings, have you? I'm old and still willing to manage your money for you. Are you afraid I'll use it?"
Fang Mingyu muttered: "Haven't you always used money to help others..."
"What did you say!"
Fang Mingyu wanted to argue, but his wife pulled him back. A calculating glint flashed in Lin Wei's eyes: "Let's listen to Dad. Dad means well for us."
She was pleasantly surprised. Dealing with the Chen family was most troublesome because of Fang Mingyu. She hadn't expected this unreasonable old man to solve the problem. With the money in his hands, what could Fang Mingyu use to aid the Chens?
Lin Wei was starting to find Fang Zhiyi somewhat agreeable.
With a two-against-one vote, Fang Mingyu could only reluctantly agree. Fang Zhiyi immediately took his bank card and made a show of recording the transaction.
"Dad, I still need to give the Chen family travel money tomorrow? The whole family's round trip costs a lot," Fang Mingyu said, watching his father transfer all the funds to his own account.
Fang Zhiyi raised an eyebrow: "The Chen family? Oh, those people you do your 'good deeds' for? You don't even take care of your own relatives, and you care about outsiders? Too much free time?"
"But..."
"No way. Let them figure it out themselves. Did you invite them?"
"No, they came on their own, saying they wanted to thank me."
"Thank you? Spending your money, then asking you for travel expenses—that's how they thank you?" Fang Zhiyi stood up and kicked him. Fang Mingyu took the hit and stumbled back two steps. Lin Wei made no move to stop him; she felt he really deserved that.
"Anyway, from today on, I'm in charge of your money. If you sneak around doing stupid things again, I'll go to your company and tell your boss how you mistreat the elderly!" Fang Zhiyi stood with his hands on his hips, the picture of a scoundrel.
Fang Mingyu huffed and puffed for a while. Seeing his wife wasn't going to speak up for him either, he could only sullenly return to the bedroom.
His wedding night was filled with frustration.
Even more frustrated than him were the Chen family, who were currently discussing the day's events.
"He did it on purpose! Looking down on our family for attending the wedding!"
"Exactly! And he had the nerve to say back then, 'come to me if you have difficulties,' only to put us up in such a dump!" Chen Nian's younger brother chimed in.
Chen Nian opened her mouth to speak but stopped. This hotel cost over a thousand a night—it wasn't that bad, was it? In the past, she wouldn't have dared to imagine staying in such a place.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
