"It's royalties, not gambling money."
"Since freshman year, I've been trying my hand at writing web novels."
"Auntie Qimeng, did you really think I was just playing games at internet cafes all this time?"
"I actually wanted to help shoulder the family responsibilities sooner."
"Here’s the royalty income I’ve transferred over the past few months. Take a look..."
As he spoke, Lin Yu opened his mobile banking app and showed Chen Qimeng the balance screen.
Chen Qimeng, ever the airhead, started counting aloud:
"One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred thousand, million..."
Lin Yu deliberately waited until she reached "million" before pretending to remind her:
"Auntie Qimeng, don’t... say it out loud!"
Chen Qimeng belatedly realized her blunder and covered her mouth in embarrassment.
Everything that needed to be said had been said.
And the right people had heard it.
He Jing, ever the opportunist, naturally positioned herself as "one of them," stepping closer to Chen Qimeng and placing a hand on her shoulder.
Lin Yu didn’t shy away, tilting his phone screen slightly to let He Jing get a good look.
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! The wealth you’ve gained through worldly experience has left the Thousand-Faced Fox utterly shaken, bringing you closer to subduing her!]
[Reward: 20 Spirit Stones]
He Jing’s pupils trembled as she gasped, "W-writing novels makes this much money?"
"You’re a god, pretty boy!"
"How long did this take? A year? Two?"
Lin Yu casually withdrew his phone and explained,
"To be precise, just the last two or three months."
"I got lucky—last month, the gaming rights to my novel sold."
"That’s why there’s such a big payout. The licensing fee made up most of it."
He could’ve told Chen Qimeng it was money from betting on sports.
But given her simple-minded nature, she’d likely equate it to one of the "Three Evils" of society—not something to be proud of, just something to worry her endlessly.
Passing it off as royalties showcased his capability while providing a sustainable explanation.
Future earnings wouldn’t need elaborate justifications.
And in this setting?
It was the perfect cover.
A little shock therapy for the two seasoned scammers.
Worried about money?
The cash they’d schemed so hard to swindle? He’d earned it effortlessly.
How’s that for salt in the wound?
After his explanation, Lin Yu deliberately studied Yi Haizhou’s expression.
Priceless. Absolutely priceless.
Even a seasoned swindler like him couldn’t hide the sheer "What am I doing here?" look of utter bewilderment.
Before Lin Yu, Chen Qimeng gazed up at him with moved eyes.
Little Yu wasn’t just grown up—he was exceptional.
A college student earning millions? Unheard of in her world.
It proved the boy she’d raised was nothing short of extraordinary.
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! The wealth you’ve gained through worldly experience has warmed the Acting Sect Master’s heart!]
[Reward: 20 Spirit Stones]
"Little Yu, you’re amazing. So, so talented."
"Auntie’s shop never made this much in all these years."
"I’m... I’m really happy for you. You must keep writing!"
Watching Chen Qimeng’s beaming face, Lin Yu felt both touched and a pang of guilt.
This simple-minded fool... didn’t doubt a word he said.
At the same time, he sensed she didn’t care about the amount.
Her joy came purely from him finding a way to support himself.
Even if he’d shown a balance of three thousand instead of three million, her happiness wouldn’t have dimmed.
Then, Chen Qimeng took a deep breath, her eyes suddenly resolute.
Lin Yu: "..."
Here we go.
This airhead was probably about to declare some "nonsensical" resolution.
Chen Qimeng continued,
"Little Yu, thank you for offering to pay the rent."
"No matter how much you’ve earned, this money is your hard-earned income."
"I can imagine how many late nights you spent, racking your brain over plots and twists. It must’ve been exhausting."
"This money... I can’t take."
"Paying three years’ rent is too reckless. The housing market’s unstable—what if rents drop? Wouldn’t that be a huge loss?"
"How about you just cover six months for now?"
"Once I’ve saved enough, I’ll pay you back. You must save your earnings properly. After graduation, you won’t have to worry about money!"
Lin Yu: "..."
What kind of nonsense are you spouting, you big dummy?
This isn’t 2024—it’s 2014!
Rents aren’t dropping!
If you don’t lock in six grand now, next year it’ll be eight, then ten! People will be lining up!
If he kept reasoning gently, two minutes wouldn’t cut it.
An hour of debate, and Chen Qimeng would still dig in her heels.
Fine. Time for the nuclear option.
Lin Yu fixed her with a stern glare:
"Chen Qimeng! When you took me in all those years ago, did you keep a ledger?"
"What’s this ‘your money is yours’ nonsense? Can’t you spend it?"
"Are you trying to settle accounts with me now?"
"Should we tally up every cent I’ve cost you over the years?"
Chen Qimeng froze, speechless: "!!!"
That... wasn’t what she meant at all!
Had her words really come across that way to Little Yu?
Maybe she’d drawn too clear a line about money, but it was for his sake!
And...
Was this the first time he’d ever called her by her full name?
Was he really that angry?
Chen Qimeng: "I... I didn’t..."
Lin Yu cut her off: "Didn’t what? If you really didn’t, there’d be no ‘yours’ or ‘mine’ between us, right?"
Chen Qimeng: "But..."
Lin Yu interrupted again: "But what? Keep this up, and I’ll think you’re hinting that now that I can earn my keep, I shouldn’t come home anymore—that it’s your house, not mine!"
Chen Qimeng panicked: "Little Yu, no! Of course it’s your home too..."
Lin Yu pressed on: "Good! Then I’ll call Uncle Wang in. Let me handle family matters. You just sit back and sign!"
Chen Qimeng, thoroughly overwhelmed, just wanted to calm him down: "Okay... fine."
He Jing and Yi Haizhou watched this "heartfelt drama" unfold in its entirety.
What the actual hell was this?!
Yi Haizhou was numb.
Was this kid really just a college student?
Since when did undergrads pull off domineering CEO vibes?
And damn it...
he kinda nailed it.
It hit Yi Haizhou right in the sore spot—wasn’t he here to play the generous benefactor too?
Yet he’d been completely overshadowed by some undergrad.
What was even the point of him being here?
To highlight how effortlessly Lin Yu threw money around?
He Jing bit her finger, struggling to keep her expression neutral.
Jealousy burned inside her, threatening to scorch her face.
Chen Qimeng’s natural, clueless charm was a skill she’d never master.
How did this clueless woman land such a catch—a handsome, pure-hearted, cash-printing college boy?
Chen Qimeng... deserved to die!
She needed a plan—and fast—to get Lin Yu into her hands.
Standing beside her, Yi Haizhou was completely overshadowed by Lin Yu's brilliance.
Drowning in debt—she should've dumped him ages ago!
He Jing had long since drained every last drop of value from him.
Now, her top priority...
Was to make the emotionally vulnerable Lin Yu utterly obsessed and devoted to her!
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)
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.
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?
Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"
