Hong Lan had a rough idea of why Xia Zhenfeng had invited her over.
It was nothing more than:
My daughter is already taken!
Tell your silly son to stop pining after her!
You guys are out of the game!
Blah blah blah, and so on.
What else could it be?
The two families didn't have any deep-seated hatred or grudges.
Even if they couldn't become in-laws, they surely wouldn't become enemies, right?
The more a situation like this arose, the more magnanimous she needed to appear.
It was also to win a good impression for her own son.
When young people date, who doesn't have times when they argue and break up?
Younger partners are more prone to causing problems.
Once Weiwei suffered a heartbreak, Lei Siren could completely seize the opportunity to win her favor again.
On this point, Hong Lan and her son's thoughts coincided perfectly.
Both of them believed that the battle had just begun.
Little did they know.
The moment she stepped through the door, the battle was already over.
It was just that, trapped in the dark, she was still completely unaware.
Snap!
Xia Zhenfeng snapped his fingers.
Wang Ran understood implicitly, turning around and leaving the scene.
Such an action left Hong Lan completely stunned.
What did this mean?
Was there some other program arranged?
Hong Lan and Lei Siren were baffled.
The members of the Xia family, however, were quite excited.
They all knew very well how lively the upcoming scene was going to be.
Xia Zhenfeng continued to keep them in suspense, pressing his hands down and saying:
It's nothing, I'm just having Xiao Ran fetch something.
No need to rush, let's sit down and chat slowly.
Weiwei, why haven't you poured water for your Aunt Lan?
Now that the child has grown up, she is really just like before, completely lacking in manners.
On the surface, Xia Zhenfeng was scolding Xia Yiwei.
But as he said these words, his eyes were fixed entirely on Lei Siren.
The stare made Lei Siren feel exceptionally panicked inside.
Why had he been targeted all day today?
Even if they knew he had hired people to beat up Lin Yu but failed.
It shouldn't warrant dragging his old mother over just to scold him to his face, right?
Was this matter really that serious?
Okay, okay, my mistake. I'll go pour the water right now.
Xia Yiwei stood up with rare obedience, picking up the teapot and speaking cheerfully.
The scene truly looked more and more amiss.
Hong Lan was no fool.
She was much shrewder than her son.
Xia Zhenfeng's pointed hints were enough to explain the problem.
Perhaps...
Her son had done something wrong and provoked Xia Zhenfeng?
...
Before long.
Wang Ran returned to the table.
Holding a tablet in hand, she placed it in front of Xia Zhenfeng.
Xia Zhenfeng tapped on the screen a few times, remaining silent for quite a while.
At this moment.
Even a fool could tell from Xia Zhenfeng's expression that he was about to do something.
Hong Lan could no longer sit still and took the initiative to ask:
Brother Zhenfeng, what exactly is the matter you called me here for today?
We've known each other for so many years, is there something you can't just say straight out?
Recently, since Lei Siren returned to Pingchuan, he has been interacting more with Weiwei.
Did he do something wrong to make you unhappy?
Don't you know me?
I am definitely not someone who blindly protects her own!
If Lei Siren really did something wrong, I will absolutely teach him a good lesson!
Hong Lan's tone was very firm, not considering at all what would happen next.
If a conflict arose among a few young people...
How big could the conflict really be?
Compared to waiting for someone else to discipline her son, taking the initiative herself was naturally the better choice.
However.
This time, the matter was much bigger than she imagined...
Hearing this, the dark clouds on Xia Zhenfeng's face did not dissipate in the slightest.
He said in a tough tone:
Xiao Lan, I hope you remember what you just said.
I have no objections to letting you punish this brat.
But if the punishment isn't severe enough...
I will have to do it myself!
Xia Zhenfeng's gaze swept over Lei Siren.
Lei Siren instantly felt a chill down his spine and his legs went weak.
How could he have the nerve to keep sitting? He quickly stood up from his seat, trembling with fear.
Stumbling over his words, he asked:
U-Uncle Xia, please don't be angry yet.
I'll apologize to you first. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I-I...
I don't know what I did wrong, but I must have done something wrong.
Please calm down, it's all my fault!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
