And upon hearing the command, Liguang's delicate body visibly stiffened!
She tremblingly raised her pretty, tear-stained face.
Her amber eye was covered in a layer of mist, while her crimson eye looked completely blank, its data almost entirely frozen, revealing a sense of overwhelming grievance and bewilderment.
She looked at Fang Qi, her lips trembling slightly as if she wanted to say a word in her own defense...
But ultimately, it all melted into a heavily nasal:
"...Okay."
That single sound was truly so soft and sweet!
So aggrieved, yet so submissive!
It made Fang Qi's heart tremble slightly just hearing it!
He took a deep breath.
...Impossible!
No matter how wronged you act, I won't go soft!
He hardened his heart and didn't retract the order, watching the silver-haired girl turn around and shuffle step by step to the corner of the living room.
Liguang lifted the hem of her pale blue dress, and slowly, looking incredibly wronged...
Knelt down.
Her back was perfectly straight, her hands placed obediently on her knees, and her long silver hair cascaded down her back.
Her slightly trembling, slender shoulders conveyed her aggrieved mood at this moment.
Phew...
How satisfying!
Fang Qi slumped back into the sofa, comfortably finding the laziest posture, and crossed his legs while looking at that pitiful, slender back in the corner.
Revenge at last!
Let's see you act arrogant with me again!
Now you know who the real master is!
He smugly wiggled his toes, picked up the digestive tea that had gone a bit cold, and took a large, delightful sip.
Mmm, tastes really good!
Liguang's craftsmanship was indeed beyond reproach.
The living room was very quiet, with only the wall clock ticking softly.
The silver-haired girl remained kneeling perfectly straight in the corner, her shoulders still trembling slightly.
Such a frail little thing, kneeling motionless in a slightly dim corner...
No matter how you looked at it, she exuded the aura of an abandoned, pitiful stray.
After finishing the tea, Fang Qi looked at that pathetic figure...
The satisfying thrill of revenge in his heart unconsciously faded a lot.
Uh...
He rubbed his nose.
...Did I really go a bit too far?
She looks way too pitiful, making him seem like an abusive domestic tyrant...
His conscience began to twinge with guilt!
Just then, the silver-haired girl suddenly cast an incredibly slight, stealthy glance in his direction.
Her amber eye was still wet and red.
Their eyes met briefly.
The girl immediately acted like a startled fawn; her eyes panicked, and she quickly turned her head back!
Her back suddenly straightened even more!
Her entire delicate body knelt even more rigidly, sporting a guilty little look that screamed, I am seriously reflecting on my mistakes and definitely wasn't peeking!
Fang Qi: "..."
Damn...
Why is she so cute...
...Forget it, forget it, quit while I am ahead! Teaching her a little lesson is enough!
Although he knew Liguang wouldn't turn to the dark side because of this kind of discipline, bullying her this harshly...
Seemed indeed... a tiny bit over the line, huh?
Even though compared to the things Liguang had done to him, this bit of punishment didn't even count as entry-level...
"Ahem."
He coughed lightly, stood up from the sofa, and walked over.
He decided to use a slightly gentler tone to comfort her a bit and pat her head a couple of times.
With this crazy woman's personality, she would definitely be overjoyed on the spot, shed tears of gratitude, and hug him while crying!
That is right, in order to successfully unlock the Eternal True Love ending, he had to harshly manipulate her!
But before he could even speak, he suddenly noticed...
The slender figure in the corner had shoulders that were shaking... a little bit more violently now.
Was she... suppressing her sobs?
Ah, this...
Did she really get bullied to the point of crying?
Fang Qi's heart skipped a beat.
He truly felt like a massive villain bullying a pitiful young girl right now...
Now he was really starting to regret it...
He lightened his footsteps, quietly shifted half a step to the side, and peeked at Liguang's pretty face from an angle, wanting to see if she was really crying her eyes out.
And then he saw...
The corners of the silver-haired girl's tightly pursed lips were secretly curling upwards.
Fang Qi: "?"
That mouth clearly bore an irrepressible curve of joy!
Fang Qi: "??"
Ah?
Huh?
What?
Is she... smiling?
Fang Qi suspected his eyes were playing tricks on him; he subconsciously rubbed his eyes and looked again.
The silver-haired girl's eye sockets were still slightly red, but those beautiful eyes were curved into crescents!
The light in her heterochromatic eyes was definitely not sadness, but... excitement, delight, and satisfaction!
There was even a hint of petty smugness at having gotten her way on the corners of her mouth!
Even her cheeks were slightly puffed out, her lips pressed tightly together in a strained little expression of I must try hard to hold it in, I absolutely cannot laugh out loud!
The little star earrings on her delicate earlobes were bouncing cheerfully along with it!
Fang Qi: "???"
He was completely dumbfounded.
No... what is going on here?
Aren't you supposed to be feeling wronged, sobbing, and reflecting on your mistakes?
What are you secretly laughing about?
And smiling so... giddily?!
Under his dumbfounded gaze, the silver-haired girl seemed to want to quietly let out a sigh of relief and slightly turned her head...
And then, their eyes locked.
Liguang's amber eye didn't even have time to hide it; it was still... curved into a smiling crescent!
Her gaze instantly froze, and then...
The smile on her pretty face vanished without a trace in a flash!
The speed was comparable to Sichuan opera face-changing!
An instant switch, reverting back to that fragile, on-the-verge-of-tears appearance!
Her eyes even grew a bit redder, her slender fingers tightly gripping the hem of her dress as she spoke in a timid, soft, and aggrieved voice:
"Master... Liguang, Liguang really knows she was wrong..."
"Can... can I get up now? Liguang's knees... are a little sore..."
But Fang Qi had seen her face-changing process just now with absolute clarity!
The corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.
No...
This crazy woman...!
Could she possibly think that being so severely scolded and disciplined by her master was also a sign that he cared about her and valued her?!
Could she think that as long as she was with her master, no matter what they did, she would be happy?!
Come to think of it, he really should have gone to work today. He had taken the day off to stay home and accompany her, waiting for the evening inspection...
So for her, anything that happened today was a total win?!
So she wasn't actually sad at all right now, but rather...!
"Hehe..."
"I... I really..."
Damn it all!
Fang Qi laughed out of pure exasperation!
And then he was overwhelmed by a deep sense of powerlessness!
He had just felt that he was being too harsh, he had even felt guilty!
And the result... the result...!
The result was that this little yandere was already soaring happily in the stratosphere!
His triumphant grand plan for revenge had, from the very beginning, been nothing but a comical joke to amuse this crazy woman!
As if that wasn't enough, Liguang looked up pitifully at this moment, pleading with red eyes:
"Master, can I now..."
Fang Qi, flying into a humiliated rage on the spot, snapped: "You keep kneeling right there!"
"Oh..."
Liguang obediently resumed her posture, trying hard to straighten her back.
But he saw... the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up a tiny bit again!
Fang Qi: "..."
After all that, he had actually just been indulging his yandere wife in some special roleplay this whole time?
Heh...
Unbelievable.
This time, he was truly left speechless.
This little yandere...
She was completely beyond saving!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
