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!)
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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?
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.
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?"
