This damn spyware…
It didn’t even ask for money at the final step?
Yi Haizhou didn’t have time to dwell on it. His goal was clear as he opened the chat dialog.
What weighed on his mind wasn’t the content of He Jing’s chats with Lin Yu.
It was her conversations with his male subordinate!
When he clicked in, there were only a few short exchanges.
「He Jing: If you don’t spend time with me next Sunday, I’ll go crazy from loneliness.」
「Male Subordinate: Isn’t Old Yi still around?」
「Male Subordinate: (smirking)」
「He Jing: Him? He’s been useless for a while now. Like I said, it’s been three months since we last did it!」
「Male Subordinate: Alright, alright. Next week, I’ll tell my wife I’m on a business trip and make time for you.」
Scrolling up further, he saw several voice call records—some as short as three minutes, others over an hour long!
Yi Haizhou then opened his own chat history with He Jing and skimmed through it.
No mistake.
Absolutely no mistake.
Aside from the swapped positions of the speakers, the content was identical.
So…
This chat log was real!
“Fcking hell… those damn cheaters!”
“He Jing, you goddamn whre…”
“Just wait! Just you fcking wait!”
“I’ll make sure you pay for this!”
“Bang! Bang!”
“…”
Yi Haizhou furiously punched his pillow twice, barely containing the rage burning in his chest.
He couldn’t confront his subordinate just yet.
If he made a scene now and exposed the affair, it could easily backfire—exposing the mess he’d made himself.
The angrier he got, the more he needed to stay calm.
He couldn’t afford to leave himself with no way out…
“Ding-dong!”
“Ding-dong!”
Just as Yi Haizhou was about to explode, his phone buzzed with new WeChat messages.
They were from He Jing… to Lin Yu!
If she could hook up with a subordinate after just one meeting, was this slut also involved with Lin Yu?
He quickly opened the chat.
The last two messages nearly made Yi Haizhou’s eyes bleed.
Two photos, sent by He Jing to Lin Yu.
Two unmistakable scenic shots from the Journey to the West set—
One of the Flower-Fruit Mountain.
The other of the Water Curtain Cave.
“Goddamn motherfcker…”
“You shameless btch…”
“Ding-dong!”
Soon, Lin Yu replied to He Jing’s account.
「Lin Yu: You’re so beautiful, sis (heart) (drooling) (finger wagging)」
「Lin Yu: Wait for me, I’m already on my way!」
Yi Haizhou: “!!!”
On his way now?
That little brat who barely had any hair down there was planting crops on his head too!
He Jing had clearly been lying all along.
She’d had her eyes on this young fool from the start.
And once she found out the kid had money, she must’ve been desperate to sink her teeth in.
Yi Haizhou knew He Jing—she was absolutely capable of this.
Where were they meeting?
Her place?
Or that private theater they frequented?
He scrolled up, searching for earlier messages.
Further up, the chat logs were marked with 【Deleted by Owner】.
Was this software really that powerful?
It could even recover deleted messages?
He Jing had erased these for a reason—she didn’t want anyone seeing them.
Yi Haizhou: “This… this is just…”
「00:46 AM」
「He Jing: Do you like the outfit I’m wearing to see you tomorrow, little brother?」
「He Jing: (mirror selfie of He Jing)」
「Lin Yu: Stunning!」
「Lin Yu: Sis, you said Yi Haizhou wouldn’t be a problem for us. How are you handling that? 【Deleted by Owner】」
「He Jing: Oh, him? He’s about to get arrested. No way he’ll bother us. I sent evidence of his embezzlement to his company’s boss—and copied all the regional managers too. He’ll be in cuffs by tomorrow. 【Deleted by Owner】」
「He Jing: (screenshot of sent email) 【Deleted by Owner】」
「Lin Yu: Trying to scam Auntie Qi Meng’s money? He deserves to die. Good thing you warned me, sis—that’s how I came up with the no-contract plan. (kiss) (kiss) 【Deleted by Owner】」
「He Jing: So… how are you going to thank me, handsome?」
「Lin Yu: (pic of dogs mating on the street)」
「He Jing: Come to my new place. Just finished renovating. The first time in this home… I’ll give it to you! 【Deleted by Owner】」
「He Jing: XXX Neighborhood, Building XX, Unit X, Room XXX. 【Deleted by Owner】」
「He Jing: Don’t tell anyone, okay? No one knows I bought this place. It’s our little love nest. (heart) (heart) 【Deleted by Owner】」
「Lin Yu: Sis, I’ve never… done it before. Zero experience. (shy) (shy)」
「He Jing: (smirk) I’ll guide you, handsome. Serve me well, and I’ll give you a lucky red packet afterward!」
「…」
Yi Haizhou didn’t even have time to finish reading all the 【Deleted by Owner】 messages.
He jumped out of bed, frantically changing clothes and shoes.
He Jing had reported him…
Goddamn her!
She was so eager for her own pleasure that she’d throw him in jail without hesitation!
His first instinct was to run.
If he waited even a second longer, the cops might already be downstairs, ready to drag him away.
But once dressed, Yi Haizhou hesitated.
Run?
Where to?
If he fled, what would happen to his wife and kids?
Would they suffer for the responsibilities he was supposed to bear?
Back then…
If he hadn’t given in to temptation and gotten involved with He Jing,
Maybe his luck wouldn’t have soured, his reputation wouldn’t have collapsed, and he wouldn’t be trapped in this irreversible mess now.
The only thing he could do for his family now was ensure they weren’t dragged down with him.
But there was one more thing he couldn’t swallow.
Why?
Why should he rot in jail while He Jing frolicked freely, pampering her toy boy?
If she wanted him dead, then no one would live happily!
Yi Haizhou rushed down the stairs, muttering the address He Jing had sent Lin Yu.
The neighborhood wasn’t unfamiliar to him.
A year ago,
He Jing had mentioned checking out this place.
Back then, she’d claimed she couldn’t afford it.
Yi Haizhou, still flush with cash at the time, had even given her money to help with the down payment.
When he asked about it later, she’d said she’d spent it elsewhere.
Turns out,
She’d bought the place long ago—fully renovated and ready for her new lover!
And Yi Haizhou, the oblivious fool, had been completely in the dark.
A new home, huh?
Tonight, it’d become a haunted house!
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
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!
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.”
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?!
