Seeing the group chat name, Jiang Yangmei's first reaction was a little thrill of excitement.
"One Big Happy Family"?
Could it be...
Had Guan Bao added her to a "family" group?
She'd been agonizing over whether Guan Bao had even an ounce of genuine feelings for her.
They'd been together for a while, yet he'd never mentioned anything about their future.
Marrying a stable, wealthy man could save Jiang Yangmei decades of struggle—something she'd considered from the moment she agreed to date Guan Bao.
Now, the appearance of this "family" group...
Didn’t that mean Guan Bao was planning to introduce her to his relatives?
Sure, he usually came across as a bit sleazy, but this thoughtful gesture proved he had a conscience.
Jiang Yangmei even felt a pang of regret.
Maybe she'd overreacted earlier.
She’d make it up to him—when Guan Bao joined the chat, she’d praise him properly.
But her excitement lasted less than thirty seconds.
Before she could open the group, a familiar name popped up in the latest message.
「Zhao Na (Yangmei’s ex-colleague): What is this group?」
Jiang Yangmei: "???"
Zhao Na? Her former coworker?
What was going on? Why was she in this group?
A mistake?
Wait a second—
Forget whether it was a mistake or not.
How did Guan Bao even have her WeChat?!
As far as Jiang Yangmei remembered, Guan Bao and Zhao Na had only exchanged greetings twice.
When did they add each other?
That damn horndog had secretly added her colleague behind her back!
And now, of all times, he'd messed up—
Adding her to this so-called "family group."
What would her future in-laws think if they saw this?
Even now, Jiang Yangmei hadn’t fully woken up from her delusion.
Then, another message:
「Zhang Huayan (Ex-Ex-Girlfriend, Buns): Guan Bao made this group?」
Jiang Yangmei: "!!!"
Ex-ex-girlfriend?!
This group was all wrong!
"Buns"...
Jiang Yangmei hated that she instantly understood—and it wasn’t a math problem.
Weren’t group nicknames supposed to be self-edited?
Had Guan Bao given his ex-ex that nickname himself?!
Her heart pounded as anger made her hands tremble. She opened the group chat.
「Zhang Huayan (Ex-Ex-Girlfriend, Buns): You fcking idiot, what kind of nickname is this?」
「Zhang Huayan (Ex-Ex-Girlfriend, Buns): Why can’t I change it?」
「Bai (Milf Teacher): Oh my god, what is Director Guan doing?」
「Zhao (Sucker’s Wife): @Guan Bao, what’s the meaning of this nickname?」
「Sun (Housekeeper, Ate on April 5) left the group」
「Sun (Housekeeper, Ate on April 5) joined the group」
「Sun (Housekeeper, Ate on April 5): Why can’t I leave?」
「Zhou (Self-Delivered Slt, Divorced Woman): @Guan Bao, I’ll fck your mom! You’re playing some sick game, huh? Not afraid to die? Trying to be an emperor with a harem?」
「Zhang Huayan (Ex-Ex-Girlfriend, Buns) left the group」
「Zhang Huayan (Ex-Ex-Girlfriend, Buns) joined the group」
「Tang Ya (Women’s TPTY Sales) left the group」
「Tang Ya (Women’s TPTY Sales) joined the group」
「...」
Four people tried to leave in succession—only to be dragged back in the next second.
Those who wanted to exit hesitated after seeing the notifications, too scared to try again in case their own nicknames would be exposed.
As the saying goes...
Three women make a drama.
Right now, there are over twenty women in the group chat.
With so many combinations, it’s far more than just eight or nine dramas unfolding.
Especially since most of these women know each other.
Even rabbits know not to nibble grass near their own burrows!
But this old artist, lacking any extraordinary restraint, keeps digging into his own circle of acquaintances.
The result? An absolute meltdown of endless emotional chaos.
After the initial round of greetings in the group chat, Jiang Yangmei was suddenly tagged—completely caught off guard.
「Zhao Na (Yangmei’s former colleague): @Jiang Yangmei (Currently Dating, Gold-Digging Bargain Bin), Yangmei, you made this group, right? Don’t get me wrong—your boyfriend did message me, but I ignored him. I’m leaving the group. Please don’t add me again, okay?」
The nickname in the group…
Jiang Yangmei (Currently Dating, Gold-Digging Bargain Bin)…
The vulgar label made her vision darken.
Her chest tightened, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
She wanted nothing more than to storm out and slap Guan Bao across the face twice.
But the overwhelming emotions left her legs weak.
Just sitting in the chair drained every ounce of strength she had.
What made it worse?
Zhao Na’s message turned her into the group’s collective punching bag.
(Currently Dating)!
Such a clear label made it obvious—Jiang Yangmei was Guan Bao’s current girlfriend.
In an instant, the tags came flooding in.
「Tang Ya (TPTY Women’s Wear Salesgirl): @Jiang Yangmei (Currently Dating, Gold-Digging Bargain Bin), He never mentioned having a girlfriend. He always acted single.」
「Zhou (Self-Delivered Bargain, Divorced Woman): @Jiang Yangmei (Currently Dating, Gold-Digging Bargain Bin), I was fooled by his ‘single’ act too. If you want revenge, don’t come for me—go after your own man!」
「Bai (Young Married Teacher): @Jiang Yangmei (Currently Dating, Gold-Digging Bargain Bin), Don’t add me again either. And… why haven’t you changed your own nickname?」
「…」
The repeated display of her humiliating group nickname felt like hammer blows to her heart.
Only now did she realize—
In Guan Bao’s eyes, she was never the "perfect partner."
She was just a "cheap and easy" bargain-bin pickup.
Jiang Yangmei opened the group info.
Guan Bao’s profile picture, signature, and even his social media posts were all identical.
What a cunning old fox.
He had devoured her whole, leaving no trace behind.
She thought she was the hunter.
But in Guan Bao’s world?
She was just another trophy in his collection.
——
Meanwhile, elsewhere…
After finishing her painting, Ye Mengfu walked over to Lin Yu.
Completely unaware of Jiang Yangmei’s ordeal, she was still basking in the sweet atmosphere between them.
Lin Yu noticed the stains on Ye Mengfu’s hoodie pocket.
“Got paint on your clothes?”
Ye Mengfu nodded.
“At the end… I wasn’t paying attention.”
Lin Yu glanced around, then stood up.
“Hold on, I’ll be right back!”
With that, he jogged toward the scattered art supplies.
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he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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?"
