Ye Mengfu finished speaking, too shy to face Lin Yu.
She shoved a carefully folded drawing into his hands and quickly ran into the residential complex.
Watching Xiao Fufu’s retreating figure and her adorable habit of constantly turning back to wave,
Lin Yu felt his heart flutter.
The drawing in his hands was Xiao Fufu’s creation from earlier that day.
Lin Yu had been busy in the kitchen and never got to see what she was drawing.
He could clearly sense that Xiao Fufu had deliberately hidden the content of her artwork.
Just as he suspected—
She had wanted to surprise him in the end.
Lin Yu unfolded the drawing and admired its contents.
The main backdrop was a tree.
A tree with a kite tangled in its branches!
Underneath it, a little girl crouched, gazing pitifully up at the kite atop the tree…
Lin Yu chuckled happily and carefully refolded the paper along its creases.
He had originally planned to leave without returning to his apartment,
but after seeing the drawing, he changed his mind.
Something this precious couldn’t just be carried around carelessly.
He had to keep it safe—no damage, no stains!
And there was more—
Beside the little girl… was a little boy!
Clumsily but determinedly climbing the tree,
reaching for the kite.
---
That afternoon.
The hallway of Pingchuan University’s faculty offices.
Miao Haixin, the advisor for the directing class, walked uneasily toward the lounge.
Ever since arriving on campus,
last night’s dream had resurfaced in her mind, replaying relentlessly.
It left her restless all afternoon, unable to calm down.
Especially the part about Yan Miaozhu—
That woman had no moral boundaries at all!
It wasn’t just about the teacher-student dynamic.
She was married!
Yet at school, she deliberately acted single.
None of the faculty knew, and the students were even more clueless.
Because of that dream, Miao Haixin spent the whole day worrying—
Would Yan Miaozhu actually do something reckless?
One of the classes returning to campus today was under Yan Miaozhu’s supervision.
Right now… she was probably still in her office, wasn’t she?
Just as Miao Haixin was lost in thought—
The door to Yan Miaozhu’s office swung open!
Dressed in office attire, Yan Miaozhu stepped out, earbuds in, turning to lock the door behind her.
Before leaving,
she glanced up and down the hallway—no one in sight.
Clicking down the corridor in her heels,
Yan Miaozhu pressed a finger to her Bluetooth earbud and softly sent a voice message:
"Little brother, I’m so glad you’re free."
"My office is locked, so I need to find somewhere with a computer to work. Such a hassle."
"I’ll send you the location—just come meet me, okay?"
"Help your big sister out, and I’ll reward you!"
Yan Miaozhu practically skipped down the stairs,
completely unaware that someone was frantically hiding behind a pillar.
Miao Haixin held her breath: "!!!"
Oh my god—
Was she out of her mind?
Why had she instinctively hidden when she saw Yan Miaozhu?
Was it because she’d imagined too many #￥@ scenes about her?
Now that she was face-to-face with the real person, she couldn’t muster the courage to confront her?
But then again—
If she hadn’t hidden, she wouldn’t have overheard that message!
"Big sister… little brother…"
Could it really be—
Lin Yu?
Was she messaging Lin Yu?
No way it was that much of a coincidence, right? Maybe someone else?
Miao Haixin shook her head vigorously.
The world wasn’t that small—it couldn’t be Lin Yu.
She was letting that dream mess with her head too much.
As the sound of heels faded, Miao Haixin stepped out from behind the pillar and continued toward the lounge.
But—
before she’d gone more than a few steps, she stopped again.
After a brief pause,
she spun around and sprinted down the stairs.
Miao Haixin moved fast, not daring to slow down, terrified of losing sight of Yan Miaozhu.
Even if the person in that message wasn’t Lin Yu—
it was definitely some male student, right?
If she turned a blind eye now, wouldn’t the events from her dream just happen to someone else?
Not just Lin Yu—
any male student, unaware, becoming the "other man" in a ruined marriage… wasn’t that just tragic?
If Miao Haixin did nothing today and something happened later,
she’d be consumed with guilt for her inaction.
She dashed all the way to the campus gates,
finally spotting Yan Miaozhu again.
Immediately, she slowed her pace, keeping a safe distance.
Even though she wanted to intervene,
she had zero experience in this kind of situation.
So now…
what was she supposed to do?
Confront Yan Miaozhu directly?
No way—that wouldn’t work!
Nothing had even happened yet. A confrontation would be pointless.
Worst case—
Yan Miaozhu might just postpone her plans.
Next time, she’d be even more discreet, and Miao Haixin wouldn’t stumble upon her again.
Then today’s effort would be for nothing.
Pretend to need Yan Miaozhu for something and stall her?
That made no sense!
As an advisor, what urgent business could she possibly have with a lecturer?
Delaying her for a few minutes—or even ten—wouldn’t change anything.
Screw it.
If she couldn’t figure it out now, she’d just have to wing it.
At the very least, she had to keep following!
Yan Miaozhu reached the gates and hopped into a waiting taxi.
Miao Haixin didn’t hesitate—she jumped into the next cab in line:
"Driver, follow that taxi ahead!"
The driver glanced at her through the rearview mirror:
"Follow that car? That’s my buddy Lao Zhang’s ride."
"Miss, what’d the passenger up front do to you?"
"Don’t mind me asking, but… what’s the deal?"
Even as he said "don’t mind me asking,"
he was already asking.
And the car was moving at a leisurely pace—clearly not in a hurry to chase.
Not that she could blame him.
This was the kind of scene you only saw in movies.
Only two possibilities:
Either messy personal drama… or something illegal.
Miao Haixin was frantic and didn’t have time for niceties.
Hearing the driver’s question, she blurted out:
"That woman in front is seducing my boyfriend. I’m going to catch them!"
The driver’s expression instantly changed.
He swerved lanes and stomped on the gas, aggressively closing the distance.
"Damn, miss, why didn’t you say so sooner?"
"Nothing pisses me off more than cheaters and homewreckers!"
"Buckle up—I know Lao Zhang’s plates. We won’t lose ‘em."
Then he grabbed his radio:
"Copy that, copy that…"
"Lao Zhang, what’s the good job today?"
"Where you headed?"
---
(Second update for today. More to come later. Hope you all take a moment to vote—it means a lot to us small authors. Thanks, everyone!)
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?
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers 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.
