Before stepping into Chi Qingchi's dream,
Lin Yu had already made some mental preparations.
He had imagined what kind of scenario he might encounter.
When he recognized the setting of the dream,
Lin Yu couldn't help but marvel at his own foresight.
What kind of mischief could a food-loving homebody possibly dream up?
Even in her dreams, she didn’t dare go too wild—sticking to her favorite snacks, as usual.
The street Lin Yu found himself on was none other than the food street near Pingchuan University!
Just yesterday, they had all gathered here for a meal, and now she was craving it again tonight?
Chi Qingchi, oh Chi Qingchi!
Couldn’t you at least dream of something more ambitious?
Not that dreaming about food is bad, but couldn’t you at least switch up the menu?
Lin Yu took a quick glance around.
The street was empty except for one figure hunched over a small table, devouring snacks with gusto.
Honestly,
it wasn’t hard to find her at all.
If the dreamscape had been any larger, like the last time he had to search for Little Fufu on the streets, Lin Yu would’ve had to put in some effort.
Quietly, Lin Yu approached Chi Qingchi from behind.
The girl was still engrossed in her feast, completely oblivious to his presence.
"Qingchi, isn’t it a bit unfair to hog all the food for yourself?"
Chi Qingchi: "!!!"
Just from her stiffened back, Lin Yu could tell she was startled by his sudden voice.
But when Lin Yu sat down at the small table, something bizarre happened…
"Lin Yu, if you have time to bother my sister, does that mean you’ve already finished your semester assignments?"
A cold, haughty voice suddenly rang out.
In the blink of an eye, Chi Qingchi’s outfit changed—into the clothes her older sister often wore.
Lin Yu: "!!!"
In the dream world, everything shifts according to the dreamer’s will.
Perhaps Qingchi was too nervous and only thought to change the clothes but forgot about the hairstyle.
The hairstyles of the two sisters were completely different.
What truly shocked Lin Yu, though, was the "mannerisms."
It was uncanny—an exact replica.
Qingchi, who often dabbled in cosplay, had an effortless talent for embodying roles.
Well, of course.
If twins couldn’t impersonate each other, what was the point?
Anyway, this was just a dream…
Why not go all out and make sure Qingchi remembered this one for a long time?
"Sweetheart, it’s you! I thought it was Qingchi."
"You two look so alike, sometimes it’s hard to tell you apart."
As he spoke,
Lin Yu grabbed Chi Qingchi’s hand and began kneading it in his palm.
Chi Qingchi: "!!!"
Sweetheart?!
Did Lin Yu just call her sister "sweetheart"?
Was he her secret brother-in-law?!
Chi Qingchi: "We shouldn’t be so intimate in public… what if classmates see us?"
Lin Yu: "I already cleared the street. Look around—do you see anyone? It’s just the two of us today."
Chi Qingchi: "C-cleared the street? Wh-where did everyone go?!"
She turned to look at the deserted street and nearly jumped in shock.
Lin Yu thought to himself:
You’re asking where everyone is?
Weren’t you the one who made the street empty so you could eat in peace?!
"Sweetheart, you’re acting strange today."
"What’s wrong? You’re not calling me 'hubby.'"
"You’re not even sitting on my lap. Are you feeling okay?"
Chi Qingchi’s mind was reeling.
Sweetheart? Hubby?
And sitting on his lap?!
Was this how her sister acted in private?
Th-this… what was she supposed to do now?!
She noticed Lin Yu’s gaze growing sharper.
At this point, saying, "Brother-in-law, I’m actually your sister-in-law," might be a bit too late.
She had to find a way to play along.
After a moment’s hesitation,
Chi Qingchi stood up and sat on Lin Yu’s lap.
Lin Yu watched her every move, equally stunned.
Incredible.
Qingchi’s acting skills were on another level!
Even the shy, flustered reactions were flawlessly executed—no trace of awkwardness.
Lin Yu began to wonder:
Was this the dream world’s influence, or did Qingchi genuinely have Oscar-worthy talent?
Either way,
right now, the younger sister—pretending to be the older one—was in his arms.
Between Qingchi and Ying'er, who was the lightest in the apartment?
Without actually lifting them, it was impossible to tell.
Having gotten this far, Lin Yu decided to push his luck.
She liked eating, right?
Then let her eat to her heart’s content.
Lin Yu picked up a fishball from the table, skewered it with a toothpick, and held it to Chi Qingchi’s lips.
"I can feed myself…"
Chi Qingchi muttered softly.
But when she saw Lin Yu’s hand still hovering in front of her,
she had no choice but to open her mouth and take a bite.
Lin Yu: "Food always tastes better when I feed you, doesn’t it?"
Chi Qingchi’s skin prickled with goosebumps: "!!!"
Was this how her sister and Lin Yu usually talked?!
Lin Yu: "Hmm? What’s going on? Aren’t you going to say 'thank you'?"
Chi Qingchi: "Th-thank you."
Lin Yu: "No term of endearment? What’s wrong with you today?"
Chi Qingchi screamed internally, but her lips betrayed her:
"Thank you… hubby."
Normally, eating delicious food was pure bliss for her.
But now, she couldn’t even taste anything—just a gnawing sense of unease.
One bite down, and another was already at her lips.
Before she could finish one, the next was waiting.
As she mechanically chewed,
Chi Qingchi’s mind raced.
Something wasn’t right…
Lin Yu was here, mistaking her for her sister.
Didn’t that mean he and her sister had planned to meet here?
Which also meant… her sister could show up at any moment?!
The thought sent her heart into overdrive.
If her sister caught her pretending to be her and flirting with her man…
"Bzzzt—!"
"…"
A sharp, buzzing noise echoed in Lin Yu’s mind.
Familiar with dreams, he knew this was a sign—the dream world was collapsing.
Qingchi was waking up!
Seizing the last opportunity, Lin Yu abruptly stood up.
Chi Qingchi, still perched on his lap, was effortlessly lifted with him.
"Wh-what’s happening?"
she asked nervously.
Lin Yu replied with a calm smile:
"What do you mean?"
"Didn’t you promise me that since your period just ended, it’s safe now?"
"And that we’d meet in this secluded alley for some…"
"Heh heh heh!"
Chi Qingchi’s eyes widened: "Huh?!"
In her moment of confusion,
Lin Yu had already sprinted toward the alley.
"W-wait… hubby!"
"Maybe today isn’t the best time? How about we reschedule?"
Lin Yu placed her on a fire hydrant box in the alley, grinning mischievously:
"Reschedule? Why wait when we can do it now?"
Feeling Lin Yu’s hands roaming,
Chi Qingchi panicked:
"Brother-in-law, it’s me, Qingchi! Snap out of it!!"
But…
Lin Yu’s grin only widened as he leaned in, whispering against her neck:
"Oh, I know."
"I’ve known it was you all along."
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
