Jiang Yangmei's eyelid twitched: "!!!"
She could sense it.
When Ye Mengfu said those words, her gaze was fixed directly on her.
Those eyes...
Was that a challenge?
What exactly had Ye Mengfu gone through this past year?
The once timid girl who used to tiptoe around her now had the audacity to "issue a challenge"!
From Ye Mengfu's eyes, Jiang Yangmei detected not a trace of hesitation or fear.
Was this still the same Ye Mengfu who used to shrink from conflict?
Surprisingly, Jiang Yangmei was the first to look away. Turning to Guan Bao, she said:
"Hubby, let's go ahead."
"Since we're all signing up, we'll see each other in the art studio later."
Guan Bao wanted to say more.
But seeing Jiang Yangmei stride off without a backward glance, he had no reason to linger.
"Well then... Lin Yu, Junior Ye, see you later."
Lin Yu watched as the self-proclaimed "seasoned artist" hurried after her, though he deliberately maintained a measured pace.
He couldn’t help but look forward to their "later meeting."
Only after the two had left did Ye Mengfu deflate like a punctured balloon, leaning weakly against Lin Yu.
Lin Yu gave her a thumbs-up, grinning.
"Little Fufu, impressive!"
"You totally won that standoff just now!"
Ye Mengfu reverted to her usual self, timidly stealing glances at Lin Yu’s expression.
Truth be told,
the moment she locked eyes with Jiang Yangmei,
her old fear of conflict had resurfaced, that familiar dread creeping in.
But sometimes,
there are things more important than fear—
things that grant us the courage to overcome it.
As they walked away together, Ye Mengfu murmured under her breath:
"It’s... our win."
......
Art Studio C.
The turnout for the live drawing event exceeded Lin Yu’s expectations.
Over forty participants.
Aside from a few art-loving kids, the rest buzzed with competitive energy.
The theme was illustrating characters from comic books—
a task neither too time-consuming nor overly challenging.
The catch? No reference images allowed, and phones were off-limits, adding a slight twist to test the artists’ skills.
Lin Yu had no doubts about Ye Mengfu’s ability.
If she could just stay composed and focus, she could absolutely "defeat" Miss Jiang through sheer artistry.
As for Lin Yu, seated in the "spectator zone," this freed him up to tackle some... pressing business.
"Hey man, how long have you and Junior Ye been together?"
Guan Bao plopped down beside Lin Yu, flashing a knowing look as he pried.
Lin Yu had taken a random seat after entering.
Guan Bao, arriving late, had sniffed him out like a bloodhound.
Swear to heaven—
Lin Yu hadn’t provoked this!
"Us? Not long, just two or three months," Lin Yu replied casually, eyes on his phone.
Guan Bao shrugged.
"Two months is decent. Nobody dates for years these days anyway."
"I’m a bit older, so just call me Brother Bao."
Lin Yu: "Uh, sure."
Older my foot.
The audacity to claim seniority like we’re buddies.
Since when were we that close?
Then, oozing sleaze, Guan Bao pressed further:
"Seriously though, man, you and Junior Ye..."
He paused, clapping his hands twice.
A greasy smirk followed:
"...you know, done it yet?"
Lin Yu silently raised a middle finger in his mind.
Alright, alright.
This guy really has no sense of boundaries.
Every other word out of his mouth is straight-up vulgar.
They’d just met, yet Guan Bao could chat so casually about such things.
It really showed.
What kind of person Guan Bao was in his daily life.
"We’ve done it. What about you and Xiaomei?"
Lin Yu brushed off the question and kept typing on his phone.
The next second.
A flood of information stacked up on his screen.
Just as Lin Yu had guessed.
Someone like Guan Bao—how could he only have one WeChat account?
The other account was linked to a different phone number than the one he’d just used to add Lin Yu.
Lin Yu worked quickly, sending a little "gift" to the phone…
"Ah, we didn’t even get together properly before we got together physically!"
Guan Bao brazenly rambled on without hesitation.
As he spoke, he even exaggerated Lin Yu’s reactions.
"Buzz…"
The faint vibration was crystal clear to Lin Yu.
It was coming from Guan Bao’s person.
Guan Bao patted his crossbody bag, glanced at Jiang Yangmei, then swiftly pulled out the phone from the inner pocket and took a look.
Lin Yu smirked knowingly.
This phone was completely different from the one Guan Bao had just used to add him.
Right in front of his "wife," he still had the audacity to play this game of hiding in plain sight.
And he’d even deliberately set up his "main phone" persona by letting Jiang Yangmei hold it.
Guan Bao had some brains.
But not enough.
Lin Yu quickly flattered him with a question:
"Brother Bao, work calling again?"
Guan Bao waved it off and hurriedly put the phone away:
"Nah, just spam."
Lin Yu steered the conversation toward the key point:
"Brother Bao, I heard you mention outside that you run an illustration website?"
"Managing a site must be pretty complicated, right?"
"I’m just a student, so I don’t know much about this stuff. How exactly does the website…"
"Make money?"
Such a perfect topic, served right into Guan Bao’s comfort zone.
For someone who loved showing off, nothing got him talking more than discussing his own field.
"Lin Yu, I get it—college kids are eager to make money."
"But running a website? The waters run deep."
"It’s not something I can explain in just a few words…"
Lin Yu nodded repeatedly:
"Oh~ right, this isn’t something an average college student like me should even think about."
No sooner had he claimed it was "not something to explain in a few words" than Guan Bao, just putting on a show of being profound, launched into a whole speech about it:
"Let me break it down for you in terms of fundamental logic."
"To run a website well, first you need a razor-sharp market positioning."
"You’ve gotta know what every visitor to your site wants, what they’re looking to get out of it."
"…"
For the next few minutes, Lin Yu didn’t even need to chime in.
Just an approving glance, a firm nod, and Guan Bao would keep rambling nonstop.
"…"
"After all that, some of this might still be over your head given your life experience."
"But once you start working, build your own career, you’ll look back on what I said today and it’ll click."
"Hey man, I’ve been talking for ages—why are you glued to your phone?"
Lin Yu scratched his cheek awkwardly and held up his phone:
"No, Brother Bao, it’s not on purpose."
"Just..."
"Your website—why is it showing a 404 error?"
...
(Making up for yesterday's bonus chapter—no delays! I'll continue writing after waking up tomorrow. Hope everyone will show some love and support with power votes!)
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
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)
