The plot continued to unfold.
Li Juan came home from work and saw her son crouching in the corner of the living room. She was surprised, but following her son's gaze, she saw a woman lying on her own bed. Shocked, Li Juan rushed forward.
"Who are you? Why are you in my house!"
The woman was woken by the noise and frowned. "What are you doing!"
"Why are you in my house! Who are you!" Li Juan lunged at her, trying to grab her.
The woman, Xiaoling, gave her no chance. She grabbed Li Juan's hair and started hitting her. The commotion attracted Zhang Xi, who strode over, grabbed his wife Li Juan by the hair, and threw her aside. Then he looked at Xiaoling with a fawning expression. "Xiaoling, are you okay?"
Xiaoling looked displeased. "Who is she, attacking people as soon as she comes in!"
Zhang Xi glanced at his wife, who was scrambling to her feet. "I told you about her. My old hag."
"Old hag?" Li Juan stood frozen, watching her husband's intimate manner with the other woman, her heart churning with turmoil. "You... you're actually having an affair!"
"Stop your nonsense! Go make dinner now!" Zhang Xi showed her no respect at all, then turned back and spoke softly, "Xiaoling, you must be hungry? I'll have her cook right away."
"Husband..." Li Juan stared at this man in disbelief.
"Still not going! Do I need to invite you?" Zhang Xi looked utterly ferocious.
Li Juan silently walked into the kitchen. That's right, she swallowed it all.
From that day on, Li Juan's life became even more exhausting. Besides working her job and taking care of her son, she now also had to look after Zhang Xi and his mistress.
In the original storyline, Fang Wanwan would come to comfort and advise her at this point.
And that's indeed what happened. Even though Fang Wanwan knew the outcome from her dream, noticing the unusual situation next door, she couldn't help but frown. "Sis, that man is going too far!"
Fang Zaozao cracked melon seeds. "None of your business."
"I, I..." She stammered for a while, but couldn't bring herself to say she still thought Li Juan was pitiful.
Fang Zaozao, however, understood her perfectly.
"Will she listen? Let me tell you, those who are pitiable often have their own hateful flaws. You help her, she'll think it's her due. You advise her, she'll turn right around and tell her husband. Don't believe me? Go ahead and try. I won't stop you."
Fang Wanwan bit her lip.
That afternoon, when Li Juan came to her door seeking help, Fang Wanwan, who was off duty, didn't refuse. Seeing the bruises covering the thin arms of little Zhang Xiaoli weakened much of the resentment in her heart.
"Please, Wanwan, when I go to work, Xiaoli gets beaten at home..." Li Juan wailed, calculating that leaving her son with Fang Wanwan would also score them an extra meal.
Fang Wanwan finally voiced that question.
"Sister Li, why don't you get a divorce?"
"Divorce?" Li Juan was stunned, immediately waving her hands nervously. "No, no, I can't get a divorce. If I divorce, Xiaoli won't have a father."
"He not only hits you, he hits your son. Now he's even brought his mistress into your home to beat your son. And you can still tolerate this?" Fang Wanwan truly couldn't understand her reasoning.
But Li Juan stubbornly kept repeating, "I can't get a divorce. If I divorce, Xiaoli won't have a father, he'll be from a single-parent family..." Her fingernails were almost digging into the flesh of Zhang Xiaoli's arm. Zhang Xiaoli let out a small whimper.
Suddenly, Fang Wanwan was shoved aside. Fang Zaozao appeared at the door with an impatient look.
"How about I fucking chop you in half so he can have a two-parent family, huh?"
Li Juan was stunned. Fang Wanwan was stunned too.
What kind of hellish statement was that?
"Listen up, you can divorce or not, whatever. Just stop lingering at our place. Get lost!" She glanced at the scrawny Zhang Xiaoli and, in one motion, yanked him inside the door. "Also, we can help look after him, but you pay, got it? If you don't, I really will come over and chop you in half."
Before Li Juan could react, the door slammed shut with a "bang" right in her face.
Fang Zaozao and the little boy in front of her stared at each other, wide-eyed. In that dream, this child was the most innocent one. She wasn't about to take things out on a kid.
"Starting today, when you see me, you behave. Understand?"
Zhang Xiaoli nodded repeatedly. As long as he didn't get beaten, he could accept anything. Though right now, he was still pondering that fierce sister's words. Could chopping someone in half really turn them into two people?
Unexpectedly, because Zhang Xiaoli was at their place, the mistress next door actually came knocking.
The moment the door opened, Wang Xiaoling saw the little bastard hiding behind Fang Zaozao.
"So you ran here? Get back home and wash my dress!" She completely disregarded the girl in front of her.
Hearing this, even Fang Zaozao couldn't hold back. Making a five- or six-year-old child wash her clothes?
Fang Zaozao shielded Zhang Xiaoli behind her, her gaze icy as she stared at Wang Xiaoling. "Who the hell do you think you are, daring to cause trouble here? You want a child this small to wash your clothes? Have you no shame?"
Wang Xiaoling flushed bright red from the retort. She pointed at Fang Zaozao's nose and cursed, "What are you? Mind your own business!"
Fang Zaozao gave a cold laugh and stepped forward, closing in on Wang Xiaoling. "I'm minding this business today. If you dare bully this child again, I'll make sure you regret it."
Wang Xiaoling was intimidated by her aura and took two steps back, but her mouth remained defiant. "Just you try touching me. I'll call the police."
Fang Zaozao scoffed disdainfully. "Go ahead, call them. I'd like to see what the police say. You, a mistress, barging into someone's home to bully a child. You think the police will take your side? Look at the bruises on this kid. You did that, didn't you?"
Wang Xiaoling heard this and immediately lost her nerve. She wasn't stupid; she knew what she was doing was wrong and didn't dare actually call the police.
Seeing her back down, Fang Zaozao raised her hand and slapped her across the face. "Consider that a lesson. Addicted to being a homewrecker, are you?"
Wang Xiaoling was stunned by the sudden slap. Fang Wanwan and Zhang Xiaoli inside the room were also stunned. Zhang Xiaoli looked up at Fang Zaozao, his eyes full of admiration.
Wang Xiaoling covered her cheek, trembling with rage, but could only glare at Fang Zaozao, not daring to make another move. Finally, she stamped her foot hard. "You just wait!" She shot another glare at Zhang Xiaoli. "I don't believe you won't come home!"
Seeing her leave, Fang Wanwan stepped forward with concern. "Sis, if you do this... Xiaoli will get beaten again when he goes back."
Fang Zaozao snorted coldly and looked down at Zhang Xiaoli. "Kneel. Kowtow to me."
Zhang Xiaoli was a bit confused, but long-formed habits made him actually kneel down and kowtow three times to Fang Zaozao.
"Call me godmother."
"Godmother."
"Alright. From now on, anyone who bullies you is bullying me!"
Fang Wanwan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Her sister's way of thinking was sometimes really... hard to describe.
Only Zhang Xiaoli's eyes were sparkling with stars. He secretly decided that from now on, he must become someone just like his godmother.
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."
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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.
