“Muqi, I can't help you get food like this...”
Luo Muqi was practically glued to Mo Xuan, tightly hugging his left arm, which left Mo Xuan feeling a bit helpless since he had planned to help her get lunch.
“Kiss me again, or I won’t let go.”
Luo Muqi clutched Mo Xuan’s clothes, her eyes filled with a pathological obsession, though it was only a fleeting moment before Mo Xuan caught it.
“Muqi, are you okay?” Mo Xuan felt a chill run down his spine. When he looked again, Luo Muqi’s eyes had returned to their usual gentle expression. “Stop messing around, let’s eat first.”
“Alright...” Luo Muqi slowly let go of Mo Xuan, her face still smiling. “Brother, if you’re free this afternoon, let’s go out and play, okay?”
“Ah? I, I still have my thesis...”
Before Mo Xuan could finish, Luo Muqi looked at him with a mix of grievance and pleading, her voice soft with a hint of begging: "Brother, don't we count as being together? The other night..."
“Yes, yes, wherever you want to go!”
Mo Xuan quickly agreed, afraid that this girl might blurt out something scandalous. He didn’t notice the fleeting gleam in Luo Muqi’s eyes.
“Brother is so obedient. Alright, let’s go out after we eat.” Luo Muqi tugged at Mo Xuan’s hand. “I’ll find a seat, and Brother can get the food for me, okay?”
Mo Xuan nodded, and Luo Muqi finally let go of him, happily finding a seat by the window. She then sent a message on her phone: “The hotel under my name closest to Capital University, book a suite for me.”
By the way, about two-thirds of the star-rated and themed hotels in Capital are either under the names of Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi or have the largest shares owned by them. The remaining third is under Luo Tian...
Mo Xuan got himself a large portion of fried rice and ordered a bowl of beef noodles, seafood, and a cup of jasmine tea for Luo Muqi. After setting the lunch on the table, he wiped the chopsticks with a wet wipe and handed them to her.
As they were eating, three boys walked over. The one leading the group coldly glanced at Mo Xuan before questioning Luo Muqi: “Is it really for him that you rejected me?”
Mo Xuan recognized this person. He was Xiao Ge, the second son of the prestigious Xiao Family, a student in the arts department at Capital University, a year younger than Luo Muqi, and backed by the entertainment giant Xiao Family’s endless resources.
Moreover, he was one of Luo Muqi’s pursuers.
Luo Muqi seemed not to have seen him at all, feeding a peeled shrimp to Mo Xuan’s mouth with a sweet smile: “Brother, eat quickly. I can’t finish all of this.”
Mo Xuan awkwardly opened his mouth. Luo Muqi wiped her hands with a tissue, then glanced at Xiao Ge, who looked as if he had just swallowed a lemon. After a moment’s hesitation, she asked: “Excuse me, are you talking to me?”
Xiao Ge’s veins were about to burst. He pointed at Mo Xuan, his tone full of disdain: “You rejected the marriage alliance with my family just to be with him? Luo Muqi, I’ve been chasing you for two and a half years, and this is how you treat me?”
This wasn’t meant to insult anyone, but Xiao Ge had indeed been pursuing Luo Muqi for two and a half years. Mo Xuan had heard about it, but Luo Muqi had never given him a second glance.
Mo Xuan had once asked her why, and Luo Muqi’s answer was that sometimes she didn’t even remember there was such a person in the world...
“Sorry, but just because you’re chasing me doesn’t mean I have to be with you.” Luo Muqi’s face, when facing him, was completely devoid of the gentleness she showed Mo Xuan. Her expression was cold and distant. “If there’s nothing else, please move aside and don’t disturb me and my brother while we eat.”
Xiao Ge’s face turned even uglier. The two followers behind him tugged at his clothes, whispering: “Maybe we should just let it go? After all, that’s the second daughter of the Luo Family...”
The friends of Xiao Ge were from similarly well-off families. They all knew that offending Luo Muqi could mean getting their legs broken by their fathers that very night.
However, Xiao Ge didn’t listen to them. He impatiently waved his hand and, with a heartbroken expression, said to Luo Muqi: “You don’t like me, but why did you show interest in me back then? I get it, you must feel pressured because I’m now a top-tier celebrity with too many female fans, right?”
This statement, not just from Mo Xuan and Luo Muqi, but even from the surrounding onlookers, elicited eye-rolls. If he had said this to anyone else, it might have been passable, but to Luo Muqi, the second princess of the top financial conglomerate, it was just plain delusional.
“Sorry, I don’t feel pressured.” Luo Muqi was already getting impatient. “Xiao Ge, if you continue to harass me, don’t blame me for not giving face to the Xiao Family.”
Xiao Ge was stung by this remark. He reached out to grab Luo Muqi’s arm, but before he could even touch her, Mo Xuan pushed him away, standing up to shield Luo Muqi. He adjusted his glasses and said: “This classmate, please behave yourself.”
At 189 cm, almost 190, Mo Xuan towered over Xiao Ge, who was only 180 cm. The height difference gave Mo Xuan a clear advantage in presence. Xiao Ge straightened up and walked in front of Mo Xuan, looking up at him with disdain: "I know you, Mo Xuan, the outcast of the Mo Family, a worthless person whose fiancée was taken by his own brother! Luo Muqi, is this the kind of...”
Before he could finish, Luo Muqi kicked Xiao Ge in the stomach. Having practiced self-defense, taekwondo, and martial arts, Luo Muqi’s kick, combined with her high heels, sent Xiao Ge stumbling back several steps before he collapsed to the ground, clutching his stomach.
“Say one more word about my brother, and I’ll kill you.”
Luo Muqi's face was as cold as ice, her voice carrying a hint of murderous intent. Mo Xuan awkwardly scratched his head and whispered softly to Luo Muqi: "Um, this is something a man should handle..."
“I don’t care, no one is allowed to talk about my brother!” Luo Muqi, no longer the gentle girl she was with Mo Xuan, had her eyes reddened, her gaze sharp. “And when did I ever show interest in you? Explain yourself!”
How dare he slander her, especially in front of Mo Xuan! All these years, Luo Muqi had only ever loved Mo Xuan. She couldn’t allow anyone to make her brother doubt her feelings!
“You... you smiled at me several times at that banquet. Isn’t that a sign you liked me?”
This statement made even his followers roll their eyes. The surrounding students, watching the spectacle, looked at him as if he were a fool. Smiling at you means she likes you? Dude, are you performing the three great delusions of life right now?
“That’s funny, Luo Muqi has smiled at me too. Does that mean she likes me? Oh, right, I’m a woman.”
“I thought there was some earth-shattering romantic drama, but this?”
“Why even compare? Mo Xuan is better looking, taller, and at 23, he’s already a doctoral candidate. Isn’t he better than some entertainment industry pretty boy?”
The students’ discussions grew louder, and Xiao Ge’s face grew darker. Luo Muqi, hearing his words, couldn’t help but sneer: “Attending a banquet, seeing you and greeting you with a smile—should I have slapped you instead?”
“You... you...”
Xiao Ge tried to retort, but the kick from Luo Muqi was too powerful. Not only was it painful, but he felt like he might vomit if he said anything more.
“And, I don’t even remember which banquet I saw you at, yet you’ve been harassing me for two and a half years!” Luo Muqi hugged Mo Xuan’s arm, her tone softening instantly when she looked at him. “Brother, he’s slandering me. I’ve always only liked you!”
Mo Xuan believed this. After all, they had a child together...
Xiao Ge, struggling not to vomit, trembled as he said: “You... you... Luo Muqi, you’ll regret this!”
However, Luo Muqi ignored him completely, her eyes full of Mo Xuan. Her voice was soft as she asked: “Brother, let’s go out to eat, shall we? Oh, I’ll take you to eat barbecue, okay?”
Mo Xuan felt like he was being slowly executed by the murderous gazes around him. Dating the second princess of a financial conglomerate, Luo Muqi had kicked Xiao Ge for him, and now she was acting like a lovesick fool... This wasn’t showing affection; it was pure provocation!
Mo Xuan didn’t even answer; he grabbed Luo Muqi and quickly ran out of the cafeteria.
Xiao Ge, unable to hold it in any longer, vomited violently.
That day, the second young master of the Xiao Family made headlines when he vomited at Capital University, but the incident where he was beaten by Luo Muqi, as well as the argument involving Mo Xuan and Luo Muqi, didn't stir up any waves online...

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.”

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"