When Fang Ning saw his nemesis again that day, he gritted his teeth. But the moment Fang Zhiyi forced him down onto a stool, he immediately jumped back up—it hurt!
Shao Zhijie was startled by Fang Ning's sudden leap.
Shao Qianjun, however, seemed to understand what was going on. With a smile on his face, his gaze unconsciously drifted toward his own son. It seemed this brat hadn't had a good beating in a while...
Shao Zhijie felt a chill run down his spine and turned to look at his dad.
Clenching his buttocks, Fang Ning accepted Shao Zhijie's reluctant apology with a bitter face. Then came the part where he had to eat standing up. He could only watch as Shao Zhijie served food to his little sister, occasionally shooting him a smug look that made Fang Ning grind his teeth in anger.
Shao Qianjun also confirmed his suspicions. The Fang Zhiyi before him, despite coming from an ordinary family, was definitely not a simple character... His speech and demeanor gave off the aura of someone in a position of high authority.
The meal was very pleasant.
When Fang Zhiyi and his family said their goodbyes, Shao Zhijie was a bit reluctant to part with Fang Ting. He even thought about pestering his dad to give him a little sister, completely unaware that his dad was already pondering what kind of bamboo cane would feel best in his hand.
Fang Ning hadn't expected that on his very first day of reflecting on his mistakes at home, there would be a lively spectacle.
"Big brother! There's something wrong with that renovation company you found," Fang Wenxia rushed into Fang Zhiyi's house, not even caring that she had bumped into Liu Mei.
"What's wrong?" Fang Zhiyi was lying there lazily.
"The materials they're using are no good!" Fang Wenxia said. "And the waterproofing they did is completely flawed!"
Fang Zhiyi looked surprised. "That's impossible, right? That's my good buddy!"
"Call and ask him! Even if it's cheap, they can't just slap things together to fool us, right?"
Fang Zhiyi immediately nodded. "Alright! How dare they bully my sister? This isn't over!"
Seeing his attitude, Fang Wenxia sighed in slight relief.
"Hello, it's me. What's going on? Oh, oh, okay, is that so? Fine!" Fang Zhiyi put down his phone, looking deeply troubled.
"What did he say?" Fang Wenxia asked anxiously.
"They said the materials you wanted are temporarily out of stock. They only have the premium kind. Otherwise, to meet the deadline, they'll just have to make do with what they're using now."
"How can that work? Big brother, these are your people, you have to think of a way for me!"
Fang Zhiyi looked torn. "I told them that too. But they mean that unless you add a little extra money, they'll give you the premium materials at cost price."
"This, well, this..." Fang Wenxia couldn't make up her mind for a moment. She didn't even consider that Fang Zhiyi might be the problem; after all, her eldest brother wouldn't do such a thing.
"Fine! If we have to pay extra, we'll pay extra!" Fang Wenxia finally gritted her teeth and made the decision.
Fang Zhiyi asked her to stay for dinner, but she was clearly unhappy and left in a hurry.
Fang Ning had been sitting to the side the whole time, frowning in thought. Seeing Fang Zhiyi looking at him, he immediately looked away.
"Did you understand that?"
Fang Ning shook his head.
"If you can't even figure this out, you'd better go back to studying. Why are you trying to mix with the tough crowds?" Fang Zhiyi said disdainfully.
Fang Ning bit his lip. "Dad, are you intentionally messing with Auntie and her family?"
Fang Zhiyi raised his eyebrows. "Hey, hey, hey, watch it, or I'll sue you for slander! What do you mean 'intentionally'? Huh? Am I that kind of person?"
"Then I can't figure it out." Fang Ning rubbed his backside. Although he had been beaten yesterday, strangely enough, he didn't hate Fang Zhiyi like he used to.
"With that brain of yours, whenever you do something, you only think about messing with people. Sure, so what if you mess with your aunt? Is it for revenge?" Fang Zhiyi scoffed.
Fang Ning rubbed his butt and scratched his head, still completely baffled.
It wasn't until his aunt came for the second time. This time, because the ceiling materials had been installed on the floor, Fang Wenxia's whole family came over. She sat on the sofa, fuming: "Big brother, tell them I'm not using them anymore! What kind of buddy is that! They don't know how to renovate at all!"
Fang Zhiyi asked in confusion, "Are you sure you didn't draw the design blueprint upside down? This... installing a ceiling on the floor is a bit ridiculous..."
"I don't care, I'm not using them anymore!" Fang Wenxia lost her temper. "Big brother! Can you stop making friends with just anyone?"
"Okay, okay, okay." Fang Zhiyi nodded, then took out his phone and made a call.
"My sister says she's not renovating anymore! How do you guys do things? That's my family! My own flesh and blood!"
After a brief exchange, Fang Zhiyi put down the phone. "Sis, they said it's fine if you stop the renovation now, but you'll have to pay for the demolition and the materials."
"What!"
Fang Zhiyi looked aggrieved. "I really didn't know, it's all my fault..." He gritted his teeth and took out two thousand yuan in cash. "You guys know I lost my job. This is all the money I have right now. Take it as compensation from your big brother."
Looking at the money Fang Zhiyi was handing over, Fang Wenxia gritted her teeth and reached out to take it. "Big brother, tell them to hurry up and redo it. We'll renovate! We've already come this far, we have to finish it no matter what!"
"Sigh, it's all my fault. What kind of friends did I make!" Fang Zhiyi said indignantly.
Fang Ning remained deep in thought.
That was until Li Xiaojun once again broke a vase. It was the one his mother had brought with her when she got married.
Liu Mei was furious, but facing Li Xiaojun, she only gritted her teeth and panted heavily. Even this look terrified Li Xiaojun.
"Fang Ning! Why didn't you watch your little brother!"
Fang Ning was dumbfounded. What did this have to do with him? But he glanced at Fang Zhiyi and obediently stood up. That beating had reined in a lot of his rebellious spirit.
"What's wrong with you, arguing with a child? Isn't it just a vase?" Fang Zhiyi spoke up first.
That single sentence successfully redirected the firepower onto Liu Mei. Muttering under her breath, Fang Wenxia pulled her son to her side.
Liu Mei's face darkened completely. "What do you mean 'just a vase'? That was part of my dowry! It's broken!"
"He didn't do it on purpose. Sister-in-law, stop yelling, you're scaring Junjun." Fang Wenxia's words successfully ignited Liu Mei's fury.
"I'm scaring him? Is there anything he's afraid of? I can see it clearly now, there isn't a single good thing in your Fang family!"
"What did you say!"
Fang Zhiyi didn't intervene. Instead, while they weren't paying attention, he secretly slipped a hundred-yuan bill to Li Xiaojun. Li Xiaojun's eyes lit up, and Fang Zhiyi gave him a thumbs up. Li Xiaojun proudly puffed out his chest.
"Hey! You're pulling my hair!"
"I've hated the sight of you for a long time! You bitch!"
The two women started fighting. Fang Zhiyi immediately told Fang Ning to take Fang Ting outside to play, and Fang Ning obediently did so.
Then, the only ones left in the room were Li Xiaojun, who was enjoying the show, the helpless Li Jianguo, the idle Fang Zhiyi, and the two battling women.
The stalemate lasted for a long time before Liu Mei finally lost. She started crying and screaming about how poorly Fang Zhiyi treated her, how the Fang family ganged up to bully her, and so on. Fang Wenxia didn't back down either, cursing with every word imaginable.
In the end, Liu Mei once again threw out those two words: Divorce!
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.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than 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."
