Su Yanran looked at the invitation in her hand and finally got out of the car with her assistant. No matter how reluctant she was, after weighing the pros and cons, she decided to come.
She couldn’t afford to offend the Luo Family. Coming here, she feared the Luo sisters; not coming, she feared their retaliation.
After a night and a day of contemplation, she chose to hand over the evidence to the relevant authorities.
Was it for Mo Xuan? Or for something else? Only she knew the answer.
But what she didn’t know was that during her hesitation, Mo Xuan had already been further captivated by those bewitching sisters…
The Luo Corporation’s banquet was usually held at one of their luxury hotels in the Capital, one of the most opulent in the city. Su Yanran, accompanied by her assistant, took off her light blue down jacket, revealing a pure white gown underneath.
“You can go now, just wait nearby,” Su Yanran said to her assistant. “I might call you earlier, so be ready to pick me up.”
Su Yanran’s assistant, a woman two years her senior, was puzzled. Why leave early? It was the Luo Corporation’s banquet. Normally, one would want to stay longer to seize the opportunity.
Even if they couldn’t connect with the Luo Family, those invited by the Luo Corporation might elevate the Su Family’s status.
Su Yanran noticed her assistant’s confusion and smiled bitterly. “Just go. Wait for my call.”
What others saw as a precious opportunity felt like a death sentence to her.
She knew what she had done back then. She was certain no one else knew, which was why she wanted Mo Xuan back.
She thought it was love, but Grandma Su had been right—it was just her unwillingness to let go, though she refused to admit it.
She had liked Mo Xuan since the first time she saw him as a child. She was the one who ended up with him, but she was also the one who abandoned and hurt him.
She stubbornly believed it was just a momentary lapse of judgment. She didn’t dare face Mo Xuan out of guilt.
More than that, Mo Xuan had been incredibly good to her in the past. She was willful and difficult, but Mo Xuan would just smile and let it slide.
Mo Xuan had treated her differently as his girlfriend. Everyone could see how much he cared for her, so she clung to the hope that he would forgive her as he had before.
She suspected Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi might know something about what happened back then, but she held onto the hope that they only thought she had hidden the truth about Mo Xuan’s amnesia and their existence.
After all, they shouldn’t know about that incident…
“Miss Su, you’ve arrived?”
Sister Hui approached her. Su Yanran hadn’t met her before but recognized her voice. Seeing her, Su Yanran took a cautious step back.
“Don’t be afraid. Since our eldest and second young ladies invited you, they won’t do anything,” Sister Hui said with a smile. “Rest assured. If there’s any cooperation, even if Luo Corporation can’t work with you, I’ll introduce you to other companies that can.”
Su Yanran didn’t respond, her eyes still wary. Sister Hui didn’t mind and continued smiling. “The eldest and second young ladies haven’t arrived yet. I’ll stay with you. After all, you’re a new face here. Having someone to watch over you is always good, isn’t it?”
Su Yanran bit her lip and followed Sister Hui inside.
“I’ve already reported Mo Jinpeng…” Su Yanran suddenly said. “You gave me that evidence because you wanted me to do this, right?”
Sister Hui glanced at her and replied calmly, “Yes, that’s exactly what we wanted.”
“So, what do your eldest and second young ladies really want?” Su Yanran’s voice trembled. “I know the chance you gave me back then was impossible. I just wanted an opportunity to make it up to Mo Xuan…”
“Miss Su, forgive me for asking, but how do you plan to make it up to Mr. Mo?” Sister Hui interrupted. “Money? Speaking as an employee, which wealthy heiress in the Capital do you think has more money than our eldest and second young ladies?”
“What you can give, they can give. What you can’t give, they can still give.”
“Love? Miss Su, Mr. Mo treated you well back then. You were the one who abandoned him.”
Su Yanran’s face turned pale, and she lowered her head in silence. Sister Hui looked at her and feigned a sigh. “When our eldest young lady said that, she just wanted to see your sincerity. Even if you and Mr. Mo are no longer possible, you were each other’s first love. She didn’t want things to end too ugly.”
“This time, you reported Mo Jinpeng, and the eldest young lady is quite satisfied. The invitation and evidence were given to you to make a choice. If you had done nothing, I would’ve had to escort you out.”
Su Yanran couldn’t help but ask, “How do you know I’m not lying?”
“Heh, Miss Su, if you were lying, I wouldn’t have brought you in,” Sister Hui sneered. “You’re employed by the Su Family. You know the Luo Family’s methods, don’t you?”
“You submitted the evidence two hours ago and went home to change into your gown.”
Seeing Su Yanran’s face lose its color, Sister Hui smirked. “Miss Su, if you want to know everything you did today, I can tell you.”
Su Yanran now felt she shouldn’t have come. But her parents knew about the Luo Corporation’s invitation and kept urging her to attend. They didn’t know about Mo Xuan, Luo Shiya, or Luo Muqi.
Now, she realized it was right not to say anything—Luo Shiya’s people had been watching her all along!
Sister Hui didn’t say more. The banquet had begun, and Luo Tian, accompanied by his wife Liu Yiyi, was chatting with a few middle-aged men.
Liu Yiyi was Luo Tian’s college classmate and the heiress of the Liu Family from Sichuan. The Liu Family dominated manufacturing and the catering industry in the region, almost to the point of monopoly.
Liu Yiyi was not only beautiful but also gentle in demeanor—at least that’s how she appeared to outsiders…
Su Yanran felt out of place. Sister Hui asked if she wanted introductions, but her mind was in turmoil, and she didn’t know what to say.
“Yanran, what are you doing here?”
Mo Qingqing’s voice startled Su Yanran. She turned to see Mo Qingqing approaching with Ye Ning.
“Qingqing?”
Su Yanran hadn’t expected to run into Mo Qingqing here. She hadn’t been in touch with the Mo Family lately and didn’t know Mo Qingqing had connected with the Ye Family.
Ye Ning, still acting like a domineering CEO, lit up when he saw Su Yanran. Though neither she nor Mo Qingqing were as stunningly beautiful as Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi, they were still rare beauties.
Compared to Mo Qingqing, Su Yanran was younger, and Ye Ning couldn’t help but glance at her a few times. Mo Qingqing noticed but didn’t mind.
“You’re… Assistant Hui from Luo Corporation?” Mo Qingqing looked at Sister Hui with even more surprise. “Yanran, do you know Vice President Luo?”
“I…”
Su Yanran was at a loss for words. Sister Hui simply glanced at Mo Qingqing and Ye Ning and said indifferently, “She’s the second young lady’s senior. The second young lady asked me to bring her here.”
Mo Qingqing was about to ask more, but Luo Muqi had already arrived. She wore a custom-made rose-red gown, a necklace gifted by Mo Xuan around her neck, and a black ring on her right index finger that matched Mo Xuan’s.
As Luo Muqi approached, many turned to look. Ye Ning’s eyes widened, his usual oily CEO demeanor turning somewhat… lecherous.
What was even more surprising were the conspicuous kiss marks on Luo Muqi’s neck.
“Senior, you’re here?” Luo Muqi smiled innocently, even warmly taking Su Yanran’s hand and leading her to a quieter spot. “I’ve been waiting for you. Let’s go over there and chat, shall we?”
Su Yanran stared blankly at Luo Muqi, the red marks on her neck glaringly obvious.
Noticing her gaze, Luo Muqi elegantly and seductively brushed her hair aside and whispered, “Brother was too clingy. I was about to leave, but he wouldn’t let me…”
Su Yanran clenched her fists, while Luo Muqi leaned closer and said softly, “Can’t handle it? We already have a child. Isn’t this normal?”
"Are you doing this on purpose?" Su Yanran bit her lip, her eyes filled with a hint of resentment. "Are you getting back at me for Mo Xuan?"
"Not at all…" Luo Muqi replied with a light laugh. "I'm doing this for me and my sister to settle the score with you…"
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)
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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.”
