Fang Xinran stood rooted to the spot, her emotions churning like ants on a hot pan.
What should she do? What should she do!
What’s the proper next step here?
She was supposed to say something ambiguously sweet to Junior Lin Yu, like, "Be careful on your way back."
But now?
If she just said that outright…
Wouldn’t it make things even more awkward?
Lin Yu was usually so talkative, wasn’t he?
Why was he suddenly silent today?!
Could it be…
Had her earlier foolish move completely stunned him?!
Fang Xinran took a deep breath to steady herself and finally forced out the words:
"Junior Lin Yu, just… forget what happened earlier."
"On your way back… stay alert at night."
The moment the words left her mouth, Fang Xinran’s heart sank.
Oh heavens, what nonsense had she just blurted out?!
She’d meant to say "be careful," but it came out as "stay alert."
Might as well have told him to "keep his guard up" while he was at it.
It didn’t sound like concern at all—more like a threat.
If only she could rewind time by two minutes.
She’d never let things get this awkward again.
Alas.
Time couldn’t flow backward, wuwu!
What should’ve been a perfect evening had been utterly ruined by her own hands…
Just as Fang Xinran was drowning in self-reproach—
Lin Yu’s hand suddenly rested on her shoulder.
Fang Xinran’s eyes instantly lit up: "!!!"
Then, in her field of vision, Lin Yu leaned in close.
Their lips met.
To keep her from squirming, the hand on her shoulder slid to the back of her head.
The kiss was tender, yet carried a hint of domineering possessiveness.
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! The Saint’s bold declaration of love leaves the Teleportation Array Attendant spellbound!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones.]
Just as Fang Xinran was savoring the moment, Lin Yu slowly pulled away.
It wasn’t often that Senior Fang Xinran mustered the courage to take the initiative.
Even if she’d fumbled, it was understandable.
She lacked experience and had misjudged the situation.
Letting her end the night stewing in regret would’ve been Lin Yu’s failure.
So this time, he took charge, picking up where their unfinished tension had left off.
Seemed like it worked out well.
"Xinran, I’ll leave Senior Sister Tang in your care tonight."
"I’ll be careful on my way back—no need to worry about me."
With that, Lin Yu stepped out the door.
Fang Xinran stood frozen, fingertips brushing her lips.
So this…
This was what kissing felt like in dramas!
No wonder those on-screen couples couldn’t tear themselves apart.
How to describe it…
Like tasting honey—so sweet!
And—
She hadn’t misheard!
Lin Yu had called her "Xinran"…
A completely different address from how he referred to Sister Yimian!
Lost in her sugar-spun daze, Fang Xinran barely registered Lin Yu’s return until he reappeared at the doorway.
She hastily dropped her hand from her lips and clasped both behind her back.
"Junior Lin—Xiao Yu, wh-what’s wrong?"
Remembering his shift in addressing her, Fang Xinran instinctively mirrored it.
"Lin Yu" felt too distant now.
Since he was younger, "Xiao Yu"—what everyone else called him—felt just right.
The returning Lin Yu didn’t elaborate.
He simply added:
"Nothing important, I just forgot to say…"
"Goodnight!"
With a casual wave, he departed for real this time.
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! The Saint’s thoughtful gesture sets the Teleportation Array Attendant’s heart aflutter!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones.]
By the doorway, Fang Xinran couldn’t help bouncing on her toes with glee.
Boys will be boys—their minds filled with such simple, wholesome things.
Rushing back just to say "goodnight"—how adorably silly.
Then—
Fang Xinran: "!!!"
Oh no.
She’d been too dazed to return his goodnight!
She scrambled into the hallway—
But Lin Yu had already vanished without a trace.
Chasing him downstairs now would seem too deliberate.
She’d just have to text him "goodnight" later before bed.
Not a bad compromise.
Might as well send him that reserve-drawer dad joke he seemed to genuinely enjoy…
——
11:00 PM, apartment lobby.
Du Ruxue lounged on the sofa, channel-surfing relentlessly.
Beside her, Chen Qimeng exchanged texts with Lin Yu, only relaxing after confirming he was safely en route home.
On Du Ruxue’s other side sat an increasingly anxious Xia Yiwei, alternating between checking her phone and staring at the entrance.
Maomao hadn’t replied in nearly an hour.
With the challenge’s deadline looming in sixty minutes, Xia Yiwei’s nerves were fraying.
She never should’ve listened to her sister about keeping Du Ruxue company tonight.
Auntie Ruxue didn’t need company!
As long as Qimeng-jie was around, her mood stayed sunny all day.
Meanwhile, Maomao’s shopping mission seemed to have hit snags—but Xia Yiwei couldn’t pinpoint where.
That was the real agony!
"Stop staring. If Maomao accepted the challenge, she’ll return on time."
"Whether she succeeds or fails, she won’t miss the deadline."
"Didn’t you and those snack-loving girls help her all day?"
"If she still can’t meet my requirements, it only proves she’s unfit for independence."
Du Ruxue’s eyes never left the TV, but her razor-sharp words tightened Xia Yiwei’s chest.
The mentioned trio—Da Chi, Xiao Chi, Ying’er, and Mao Ruirui—immediately ducked their heads, feigning intense interest in the tabletop kitten.
Earlier, the helpers only vaguely understood Maomao’s challenge.
None knew the exact spending quota.
Du Ruxue, however, had come clean tonight:
She’d revealed the 30-million consumption target to be spent in one day.
Even hours later, the ordinary girls were still reeling from the revelation.
"Rare sight—everyone pulling an all-nighter?"
"You’re all still awake!"
Lin Yu’s arrival drew all eyes to the lobby’s entrance. Not spotting Maomao, he instantly grasped the situation.
So spending money had truly stumped the little cat—
She’d dragged this out to the final hour!
——
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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.
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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.
