She returned to City A and saw Gao Xiang again. She didn't question why he hadn't saved her, because she knew it had nothing to do with him.
Fang Zhaodi lived a quiet, ordinary life with Gao Xiang, just like any other girl. The only strange thing was that Gao Xiang never touched her; he always claimed he was either too tired or had to wake up early. That was until one day, when a drunken Gao Xiang made a request of her.
"I have a client who is very difficult to deal with. I need your help."
At first, Fang Zhaodi didn't understand, but looking into Gao Xiang's eyes, she guessed exactly what kind of client it was.
At that moment, she finally realized Gao Xiang's true intentions.
But she didn't refuse.
From that day on, she became Gao Xiang's tool. In truth, it didn't matter to her as long as she could be with him. However, she eventually learned something from a fat man.
Gao Xiang had been married for a long time.
Those words exploded in her mind like a bolt of lightning from a clear blue sky.
She went home furiously to confront Gao Xiang, but he couldn't care less. "Come on, we're just business partners. You help me handle clients, and I give you a cut of the money. What's the big deal?"
"You... you lied to me!"
"What did I lie about? Did I ever say I wanted to marry you? Or did I ever say I loved you?"
Fang Zhaodi froze. It was true; she had never heard those words from Gao Xiang's mouth.
"Stop pretending. Don't you know how many men you've slept with?" Gao Xiang's words pierced her deeply.
Fang Zhaodi lunged forward to hit him, but Gao Xiang shoved her away. "Since everything is out in the open, I won't hide it anymore. I kept all the evidence of your family beating me up. If you touch me, I'll sue you all immediately!"
Fang Zhaodi was stunned again. Looking at the man in front of her, she felt he was a complete stranger.
"Seriously, acting all pure when you're just a whore," Gao Xiang cursed as he walked out without looking back. "Don't even think about running away. Let me tell you, I've recorded a video every time you slept with someone. If you aren't afraid of them going public, then go ahead and leave."
Gao Xiang never expected that Fang Zhaodi would ignore his threats and leave the very next day. She cleaned the apartment he had rented for her spotless, making it look as if no one had ever lived there.
Fang Zhaodi returned to her own home. Facing her family's curses, she simply and obediently stated that she was willing to get married. Seeing her attitude, Mother Fang's mood improved slightly. Immediately after, Fang Zhaodi took out her meager savings and gave them all to her mother.
On the day of her wedding, she was expressionless.
It was right after the wedding ceremony that the man who had bought her pushed open the bedroom door and witnessed an unforgettable sight. The girl in her festive wedding attire lay dead by the bed. Her neck had been pierced by a pair of scissors, and blood dripped down her hand onto the floor. Yet, a faint smile of relief lingered on her face.
"How bitter," Fang Zhiyi nodded.
Little Hei looked at him, wiping away non-existent tears. "Seriously, don't you have any sympathy?"
"Shut up. Haven't we seen enough scumbags?" He rolled his neck to stretch. "Though, it is quite rare to see such a dense gathering of scum in one place."
Suddenly, Fang Zhiyi paused. "Uh... don't tell me I'm..."
Little Hei just stared at him.
Fang Zhiyi swallowed hard. Thinking about the fierceness of the original owner's wife, he felt a headache coming on.
"So even you guess wrong sometimes? Hahahaha!" Little Hei burst into laughter. "You are Fang Zhaodi's eldest uncle."
"Huh?"
Another scene flashed by: Fang Mingshan and his wife, Liu Wenxia, coming to find him.
"Big brother, look, sister-in-law passed away early and didn't leave you any children. How about we adopt Zhaodi out to you? That way, you'll have someone to look after you in your old age." Liu Wenxia was a burly, rugged woman, but her face was full of calculation.
Fang Zhiyi frowned. He and his wife had previously gone out of town for work, but his wife passed away in an accident. He took a heavy blow from the loss and returned to the village. However, news that he had received a substantial amount of compensation money had spread. No doubt, this couple was only after his money.
Fang Zhiyi flatly refused. He was in no mood to meddle in such trivial matters.
He knew a lot of things, including how Liu Wenxia and her husband brutally beat their daughter and forcefully sold her off for a bride price. But he didn't dare speak up. Even though he was the eldest brother, he was always bullied by Fang Mingshan. Because their parents favored his younger brother, he had developed a silent and withdrawn personality.
Even so, he didn't manage to keep the money. Because Fang Zhaodi ran away from that crippled man's house, the cripple came to make a scene. Fang Mingshan was forced to return the bride price. Turning around, he had their parents come to Fang Zhiyi for money. Through a mix of threats, crying, and finally accusing him of being unfilial, Fang Zhiyi ended up lending the money to his younger brother, but he never got it back until the day he died.
"Got it." Fang Zhiyi stood up and rotated his wrists. The original owner's physical condition was decent, but the state of the house was truly an eyesore. There were empty liquor bottles thrown everywhere and unwashed bowls and chopsticks. "He was quite the devoted lover, too."
He pushed open the door and walked out. It wasn't far from Fang Mingshan's house, just a few hundred meters away. Just as he stepped through the courtyard gate, he happened to see a furious Liu Wenxia carrying a wooden stick, marching toward a dilapidated little shack by the edge of the yard.
That used to be the woodshed, but it had been converted into Fang Zhaodi's bedroom.
Following behind Liu Wenxia was a smug-looking Fang Tianqi, then an equally angry Fang Mingshan, and... those two old, undying fossils.
Seeing him enter, Fang Mingshan merely nodded.
"You wretched girl! How dare you hit your brother! Do you not know he is the sole male heir of the Fang family!" Liu Wenxia rolled up her sleeves and barged straight into Fang Zhaodi's shabby room.
"But... but my brother, he..." Fang Zhaodi was visibly terrified, her body trembling slightly.
"You sure have a lot of excuses! What did he do to you?" Liu Wenxia's voice was deafening. Old Lady Fang, who had followed them over, also pointed at Fang Zhaodi's nose: "This little bitch is just itching for a beating!"
As if encouraged, Liu Wenxia raised the stick in her hand.
In the original plot, it was this exact beating that ruined Fang Zhaodi's health and left her with permanent scars.
Fang Zhaodi shut her eyes tightly as tears streamed down her face, but the pain she anticipated never came.
She opened her eyes slightly and saw an unbelievable sight. A somewhat unfamiliar man had reached out and caught the falling stick.
"Are you crazy? Is this how you discipline a child?"
Just this one sentence brought silence to the entire yard. It was widely known that Fang Zhiyi was the type to keep his head down and work, never getting involved in family affairs. Not only had he come over uninvited today, but he was actually lecturing his sister-in-law?
Recovering from her shock, Liu Wenxia frowned. "Eldest brother, how I discipline this wretched girl is none of your business."
Fang Zhiyi tilted his head. "Oh?"
"Eldest brother, step aside." Fang Mingshan stepped forward to shove Fang Zhiyi, but to his surprise, Fang Zhiyi didn't budge. He looked a bit bewildered.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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!
