That day, Zhong Jiafa didn't manage to catch up with Wang Hao. Wang Hao ran too fast. He returned to the barbecue restaurant indignantly and downed two bottles of beer by himself. Fang Zhiyi wanted to say something to him, but Zhong Jiafa stopped him from speaking.
"You're not beyond saving yet, otherwise I wouldn't even plan to acknowledge you anymore," Zhong Jiafa said to himself. "When you were bullied in school, I stood up for you, but you ended up saying they were just playing with you, making me look like the bad guy."
"Later, you went to work in the factory, and I was hustling outside. When that degenerate gambler asked to borrow money, you just gave it to him. I tried to stop you, but you said you were friends, so I put up with it."
"Today, if you had tried to stop me just now, I would have cut ties with you completely." Zhong Jiafa clinked his glass against Fang Zhiyi's. "You're a good guy, but you really make people angry."
Fang Zhiyi lowered his head.
He seemed to understand what his grandfather was trying to tell him.
When he received a message from Chen Yao, Fang Zhiyi hesitated about whether to reply.
"Reply!" Grandpa was exceptionally excited, like a wolf that had spotted its prey.
Fang Zhiyi accepted Chen Yao's invitation for a date. This time, his grandfather didn't stop him, but instead busied himself with coming up with schemes and strategies for him, though... they honestly didn't sound very reliable.
Chen Yao was very pretty and outgoing. Walking outside with her, Fang Zhiyi felt like all the other pedestrians were looking at him.
"Don't flatter yourself, it's not like that. People are busy, who has the time to look at you?" Grandpa's cold water was poured right on cue.
But going on dates cost money, and Fang Zhiyi started to get anxious again. He couldn't possibly ask his family for money, could he? Fortunately, Grandpa pointed him in the right direction, and he found a job that didn't require much of a diploma.
And under Grandpa's suggestion, his first client was Chen Yao.
When she found out that Fang Zhiyi wanted to gift her a car, Chen Yao was elated. She followed Fang Zhiyi to the 4S dealership, picked out a beautifully contoured sedan, and then looked at Fang Zhiyi with shining eyes. She had never expected that a backup guy she had casually strung along would actually be so wealthy!
Watching Fang Zhiyi run around handling the paperwork for her, Chen Yao felt very comfortable. Honestly, this Fang Zhiyi seemed honest and had money, wasn't this much better than Zhou Kai?
Chen Yao's mindset underwent some changes.
In order to tie Fang Zhiyi down, she hid her gold-digging nature during their dates out, frequently fighting to pay the bill instead. Even when Zhou Kai reached out to her to get back together, Chen Yao pretended not to see the messages.
She was still thinking about it; although Zhou Kai had some money, he had never been this generous to her.
Fang Zhiyi also suited her desires perfectly. Not only did he appear whenever she needed him, but he also took the initiative to propose visiting her parents. Faced with this request, Chen Yao did not refuse.
"So you are Yaoyao's boyfriend?" Chen's Father asked with a condescending look.
Chen Yao's younger brother, Chen Mingli, also scrutinized him. This brother-in-law who seemed to only know how to smile foolishly didn't look like a rich person.
"We only have this one daughter in our family, and her standards are very high," Chen's Father continued.
Fang Zhiyi smiled apologetically and nodded repeatedly.
"The bride price must be at least two hundred and eighty-eight thousand. If you can accept that, then you can continue dating Yaoyao. If not, then break up early and don't waste each other's time."
Fang Zhiyi was a little nervous. "Grandpa, what do I say?"
"What, this, this, this, isn't this..."
Faced with Chen Yao's expectant gaze and the disdain of Chen's Father and Chen's Mother, Fang Zhiyi subconsciously blurted out: "If I'm marrying a wife, I'll give a bride price of eight hundred and eighty-eight thousand, plus an apartment on top of that!"
He was completely tense when he said this.
Wasn't Grandpa just talking nonsense?
Hearing this, the Chen family was stunned. Fang Zhiyi watched as Chen's Father's attitude instantly shifted, changing from condescending to amiable and friendly.
"Oh my, old woman, what are you doing? Xiao Fang has been here for half a day and you haven't even prepared tea for him? Bring out the tea leaves that someone gave me and brew them!"
"Brother-in-law, change into these slippers, make yourself at home."
The sudden attentiveness made Fang Zhiyi somewhat at a loss.
He felt very uncomfortable eating this meal. The Chen family kept flattering him as they chatted, and even called someone to calculate an auspicious date for him and Chen Yao to get married.
Prompted by Grandpa, Fang Zhiyi released another shocking statement: "I can give the apartment right away! Consider it a gift for Yaoyao!"
As soon as these words came out, the Chen family's faces were filled with joy.
It wasn't until he came out of the Chen house that Fang Zhiyi asked with a bitter face, "Grandpa, I've already bragged about it, what do we do next?"
The voice in his head was unhurried: "Next? Next, you just give her an apartment."
"Ah?"
Chen Yao now had absolutely no intention of answering Zhou Kai's phone calls, and even blacklisted him. In her eyes, Fang Zhiyi was ten thousand times better than Zhou Kai! Thinking about her future life, Chen Yao smiled so hard her eyes crinkled shut.
Wang Hao had also contacted her, saying that Fang Zhiyi was just a scumbag. Chen Yao didn't believe it at all. A scumbag? You were the one who said he was an honest guy in the first place, alright? Besides, what kind of scumbag would gift her a car without blinking an eye? She only felt that Wang Hao was trying to break them up.
When Fang Zhiyi came to take her to see the apartment, Chen Yao even feigned a bit of modesty, verbally blaming Fang Zhiyi for spending money recklessly, but her feet quickened their pace. She completely failed to notice that the eyes of Fang Zhiyi beside her were full of shrewd calculation.
Fang Zhiyi said that the apartment would be registered solely under her name, and took her ID card to handle the paperwork. Chen Yao remained immersed in her joy.
After a full afternoon, the paperwork was finally completed. Holding the keys, Chen Yao could hardly suppress the excitement in her heart, while Fang Zhiyi's expression beside her was very bizarre, one moment anxious, the next wearing an eerie smile.
To draw a clear line with Zhou Kai, who had been pestering her, Chen Yao asked him out.
"Don't pester me anymore." Chen Yao dangled the car keys in her hand. "I met someone better than you. He treats me so much better than you ever did."
Zhou Kai gritted his teeth in anger: "Do you really have no feelings for me left in your heart?"
Chen Yao hummed a little tune. Looking at this man she had once loved, she inevitably felt a bit sympathetic: "I do, but not much..."
Zhou Kai looked at her gloomily: "What he can give you, I can give you too."
Chen Yao pondered for a moment, her foot under the table gently brushing past Zhou Kai's calf: "But he's about to get engaged to me."
Zhou Kai's heart stirred, and he revealed a playful smile: "You aren't married yet, are you?"
Chen Yao thought of Fang Zhiyi. Although he treated her very well and was very generous to her, his flaw was exactly that he was too honest; he hadn't even taken the initiative to hold her hand.
Looking at her old lover, Chen Yao couldn't help but start to waver, until Zhou Kai touched her leg.
The hotel room was booked that very day, and the door was opened an hour later. A completely naked Chen Yao hid under the covers, looking at her parents and younger brother, whose faces were full of anger, as well as Fang Zhiyi standing behind them. Her brain crashed.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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."
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.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
