"Although Wu Xiaohu's father spoils his son, at the end of the day, he is a profit-driven man. Besides, Wu Xiaohu isn't his only son; doesn't he also have a younger son, Wu Xiaobao? When a man like him has a choice, he will inevitably prioritize his own future."
Fang Zhiyi's words echoed in her mind.
Fang Qingci walked past Wu Xiaohu and returned to her seat to sit down.
A trace of resentment flashed through Wu Xiaohu's eyes. Just as he turned around to curse, several familiar figures appeared outside the window.
Those upper-class delinquents didn't say anything; they just stared straight at him. Wu Xiaohu shuddered. Thinking about his future life, he threw himself directly at Fang Qingci's desk: "Sister Fang! Sister Fang! Just spare me, and I will work like a horse and toil like an ox for you from now on!"
Fang Qingci's movements of organizing her books gradually stopped.
"Look at me now. Even though I bullied you before, look at how miserable I am now, right? Please let me go..."
"You're wrong. You slapped me, and I slapped you back. It looks fair, but it's actually not fair at all, because I never had the intention of bullying you, yet you were dead set on hurting me. Furthermore, regarding this matter, there is no such thing as me letting you go. You brought all of this upon yourself; it has nothing to do with me."
The light in Wu Xiaohu's eyes gradually dimmed. His brain buzzed under the weight of Fang Qingci's words. After a good while, he slowly climbed up from the ground and listlessly returned to his seat.
From that day on, Wu Xiaohu became somewhat silent. His status at home also changed. Now his father preferred his younger brother and always intentionally or unintentionally ignored him. There was only one reason for this: because of him, Boss Wu's business had been significantly affected. In the end, the shrewd Boss Wu proactively showed his stance, and only then did Fang Zhiyi stop his actions.
Some people gathered outside the gate of Fang Zhiyi's courtyard, which was well within his expectations.
"Fang Zhiyi! I am your Second Uncle! I heard you struck it rich. You aren't going to disown your Second Uncle now, are you?"
"I am your Third Aunt! Zhiyi, I even held you when you were a baby."
Fang Zhiyi's gaze passed over them and landed on Fang Mingshan and his group, who wore smug expressions. Fang Mingshan met his eyes provocatively, as if telling him that he still had the backing of their relatives.
"Ahem, I heard... you don't even acknowledge your parents anymore? Fang Zhiyi, do you still have the Fang family in your eyes?" An old man leaning on a cane stepped forward.
Little Hei almost went up and gave him two slaps. Back then, it was exactly this bunch of scoundrels who had forced Fang Qingci to marry in exchange for money.
At this time, Fang Qingci also walked out. A woman reached out and grabbed her: "Oh my, I haven't seen you for just a short while, and Fang Zhaodi has grown so pretty? When your auntie was your age, I was already engaged. Do you want..."
Fang Qingci abruptly took a step back. "Auntie, I am still studying."
"What's the use of a girl studying? Your auntie knows a family that lives very well..."
Fang Zhiyi spoke up in time: "Ahem, well... Xiao Wu."
Xiao Wu stepped forward.
"Give each of these relatives of mine a red envelope with one thousand yuan!"
When these words came out, even Fang Qingci was stunned.
"Oh my, it has to be my nephew! So filial!"
"Zhiyi, your eldest cousin won't say anything more; it's all in my heart. Actions speak louder than words!"
More than a dozen people all received the money, grinning from ear to ear, leaving Fang Mingshan's family dumbfounded.
Old Mrs. Fang suddenly rushed over: "Fine, you unfilial son! You give the money to them but not to your brother? Are you even human?"
As soon as these words were spoken, someone immediately took offense.
"I say, sister-in-law, what do you mean by that? So we are outsiders now?"
"Exactly! How is Zhiyi unfilial? I think Fang Mingshan is just jealous of him!"
"Have you forgotten when you invited the grand-uncle to preside over the family division? You only gave Fang Zhiyi a few bundles of torn cloth chewed by bugs and rats. If he wasn't capable, would you be coming to look for him today?"
"Who are you actually here to help?" Liu Wenxia rarely stood on the same front as her mother-in-law.
"Help who? You are relatives, and Zhiyi is also our relative. We stand by reason, not just blood!"
Watching them argue, Fang Zhiyi lowered his voice: "Do you understand now?"
Fang Qingci let out a confused sound.
"These guys only recognize money, not people. Sometimes when you encounter problems, you can't just fight head-on; you have to learn to maneuver around them. Look, their fighting power is no weaker than your biological mother and grandmother."
The noise quickly attracted many villagers. After the previous incident, some villagers had joined Fang Zhiyi's ranks, following his subordinates' arrangements to develop business in neighboring towns and villages. Naturally, they were now on Fang Zhiyi's side.
Under such a siege, Old Mrs. Fang's family was quickly defeated and fled in panic. Old Mrs. Fang also completely fell out with these relatives, even dragging up a lot of ancient history and petty grievances, which made Little Hei marvel repeatedly.
Fang Zhiyi was also very generous. He even treated these relatives—who never showed up unless there was a benefit—to a meal, and then sent them off with a smile.
Fang Qingci, however, looked heartbroken over the expense: "Uncle, how much did all this cost?"
Fang Zhiyi smiled: "Spending money? Some money just has to be spent... But at most, this counts as an employment relationship. They came to help me solve a problem, and this is their compensation."
"But..."
"No buts. Just you wait... They took the money this time, so this job is theirs to do. What, is your heart aching for your parents?"
An unreadable emotion flashed through Fang Qingci's eyes before she shook her head.
Fang Zhiyi took it all in but didn't say anything.
Days continued to pass. Fang Qingci still treasured that ruined painting, keeping it taped to the wall. Little Hei was very dissatisfied with this, but Fang Zhiyi was not in a hurry.
Fang Qingci's personality gradually became more cheerful, and she made quite a few friends. The people who had previously followed Wu Xiaohu in bullying her had also been taught a lesson by the upperclassmen a few times; now, they hid far away whenever they saw her.
However, Wu Xiaohu would stare at her from time to time, immediately looking away whenever she turned her head. This made Fang Qingci feel somewhat nervous.
In the blink of an eye, she moved up a grade. It was also at this time that Fang Tianqi started school. Unsure if he was instructed by Fang Mingshan, Fang Tianqi ran to Fang Qingci's classroom on his very first day.
"Hey, Fang Zhaodi, Dad said you have to take good care of me." Fang Tianqi still thought Fang Qingci was that lowly wretch who could be bullied by anyone.
Fang Qingci frowned, but didn't say anything.
Her uncle had mentioned a few days ago that he had some business and needed to travel far, leaving Uncle Xiao Wu to pick her up and drop her off. She couldn't cause trouble for her uncle. Furthermore, although Fang Tianqi was very domineering, he was still the younger brother she had raised with her own hands. Thinking of this, Fang Qingci just silently suppressed her discomfort in the bottom of her heart.
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)
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
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.
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."
