"Grandpa, can I go?" Fang Zhiyi asked carefully.
"Go, why wouldn't you?"
Receiving a positive reply, Fang Zhiyi felt reassured.
Almost identical to the original timeline, Wang Hao introduced Chen Yao to him, his face full of smugness.
In the past, Fang Zhiyi's mind would have been entirely focused on Chen Yao, but today was different. He knew his grandpa's spirit was inside his body, and he wondered what his grandpa would think.
"I'm a good bro to you, right? I specifically introduced her to you. This meal is on you today," Wang Hao said, throwing an arm around Fang Zhiyi's shoulder.
Fang Zhiyi nodded. Looking at the table full of food, he muttered to himself. He didn't have much money right now and wasn't sure if it would be enough.
Chen Yao took a phone call and left in a hurry. Fang Zhiyi didn't mind. Because of his grandpa's high demands, the little savings he once had were gone, leaving him completely broke. His mind was entirely preoccupied with paying the bill.
"I have a few more friends coming over. Let's drink a bit longer," Wang Hao said, his face brimming with smugness.
Fang Zhiyi suddenly stood up. "Alright, I'm going to the restroom."
Wang Hao didn't suspect a thing. He just waved him off, pondering how to get Fang Zhiyi to fork over some money to compensate him later. He had extorted quite a bit from that thug, but one could never have too much money.
Seeing his rowdy friends arrive, Wang Hao generously told them to order whatever they wanted, since there was a sucker paying the bill today.
But to his surprise, Fang Zhiyi never came back after leaving.
By the time the group was drunk, Wang Hao was stopped by a waiter.
"My buddy already paid the bill!" he slurred.
"I'm sorry, sir, but no one has paid for this table," the waiter said politely.
"What? This kid actually pulled a disappearing act on me?" Wang Hao's face darkened. Looking at his friends, he gritted his teeth. "How much?"
"The total is 13,538 yuan. We'll round it down to 13,500 yuan."
"What!" Wang Hao was shocked. "What did we even eat?"
The waiter maintained a smile. "Your food bill is 3,000 yuan. You also ordered three bottles of aged liquor, which are 3,000 yuan each, and there's also the beer..."
Wang Hao remembered that halfway through, the waiter had indeed brought in three bottles of liquor, saying a friend had ordered them. He had assumed it was Fang Zhiyi and had secretly mocked the sucker for trying to show off.
"Fang Zhiyi!!!"
At that moment, Fang Zhiyi sneezed. "Grandpa, why didn't we take the liquor?"
"Oh? You're finally catching on?"
"No, I just thought that given your personality, you definitely would have taken the liquor and left Wang Hao with the bill..."
"You son of a... phew." The voice seemed to hold back a curse. "Don't take advantage of things you shouldn't. He invited you to eat, the friends are his, and they drank the liquor. No matter how you argue it, you aren't the one who should pay. Understand?"
Fang Zhiyi nodded. After a moment, he said melancholically, "But this means I won't be able to face Wang Hao anymore..."
"What good is associating with that kind of person? Huh?"
Fang Zhiyi lowered his head and didn't speak. His phone rang again. He thought it was Wang Hao calling again, but looking down, he saw it was Zhong Jiafa.
"Beautifully done! Have you finally grown a brain, kid?" Zhong Jiafa's voice took Fang Zhiyi by surprise.
"Hahaha, that idiot called to borrow money from me. As if I'd lend it to him! He's a degenerate gambler. This is exactly what you should do. Where are you? Let's grab a drink."
The person on the other end didn't give him a chance to refuse, so Fang Zhiyi could only agree. To his surprise, his grandpa didn't stop him.
Fang Zhiyi met up with Zhong Jiafa. For once, Zhong Jiafa didn't scold him. Instead, he opened a bottle of beer for him, and the two chatted as they drank.
"There's seriously something wrong with your brain. I've wanted to say this for a long time. The more I look at you, the angrier I get. I thought you just had no backbone! That idiot called you in the middle of the night to buy cigarettes and deliver them, and you actually went!" Bringing up this topic made Zhong Jiafa a bit worked up again.
"We're all friends..."
"Pfft, you treat them like friends, but they treat you like a fool!"
Fang Zhiyi wasn't happy about this. Although he was honest and naive, he couldn't stand hearing his childhood friend call him a fool.
"Only this childhood friend of yours actually looks out for you." His grandpa's voice abruptly echoed in his mind, making Fang Zhiyi swallow the retort he was about to make. "Think about it carefully. In this world, just because you treat others well doesn't mean they'll treat you well in return. Your kindness has to be given to the right people, otherwise, you really are a fool."
He thought back carefully. It seemed that only when he was with Zhong Jiafa could he say whatever was on his mind without fear of offending him. Spurred on by the alcohol, Fang Zhiyi recalled everything that had happened since his grandpa appeared. Was he really just a naive sucker?
Seeing him stay silent, Zhong Jiafa cursed affectionately and then raised his glass. "Congratulations on finally wising up!"
Fang Zhiyi also raised his glass. Just as he was about to say a few words of thanks, Zhong Jiafa suddenly put his glass down. "Hold on, let's settle something first."
Fang Zhiyi turned his head and saw a few people on motorcycles parking and walking toward them. Wang Hao was strikingly at the very front.
"Fang Zhiyi! After I treated you as a friend, you actually played me?" He looked furious.
"Wang Hao, I..." Fang Zhiyi tried to say something, but Zhong Jiafa cut him off: "Friend? Friend my ass! Do you really think he's a fucking idiot?"
"There's no need to be so blunt," Little Hei commented.
"Zhong Jiafa, this has nothing to do with you. I'm looking for him!" Wang Hao pointed at Fang Zhiyi. He couldn't accept being screwed over by a sucker; he had lost all face.
Zhong Jiafa chuckled. "I was the one who told you he was here. Do you want to guess why?"
Wang Hao was confused. "What are you trying to say?"
Zhong Jiafa stood up and grabbed the small stool from under him. Almost simultaneously, the customers sitting at several nearby tables all stood up, looking at Wang Hao and his group with unfriendly expressions.
Fang Zhiyi was stunned. He truly hadn't noticed what connection these people had with him.
"Zhong Jiafa, don't think you're such a big deal just because you've been running with gangs for a few years!" Wang Hao's face turned somewhat pale.
"You degenerate gambler, I only put up with you before because Zhiyi thought you were his friend. I've never considered you a friend! I've wanted to beat you up for a long time!" Zhong Jiafa charged forward directly, and the people from those tables rushed out alongside him.
On the street, a chase unfolded. Fang Zhiyi stood frozen in place, holding his glass.
"Grandpa, what's going on?"
"If people want to help you, you have to be worth helping. If you can't even think straight yourself, who can you expect to help you? Not everyone who speaks nicely to you is a friend; sometimes, the ones willing to scold you are the real ones."
Fang Zhiyi stood stunned for a moment. He slowly brought the glass in front of him and said solemnly, "Grandpa, a toast to you."
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."
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
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.
