"Hua, you go ahead and focus on your work. When you get off, we'll go back to Night Garden together," Lin Xuan said.
Without waiting for Su Hua to respond, he walked over to the sofa and pulled out his phone.
Su Hua put down her pen, stood up from her office chair, and walked slowly toward Lin Xuan.
Luo Yuan shared a video with Lin Xuan on Huyin.
He also sent a message.
[Look! This is my goddess!]
Lin Xuan casually tapped it open.
He found a woman with a great figure, long legs, and an unnaturally sharp, snake-like face shaking her hips. She was dancing energetically, clearly trying hard to show off her body.
Lin Xuan shook his head.
What kind of taste did this "godson" of his have?
You could tell at a glance she was heavily filtered. Without the beauty filters, he guessed she wouldn't look like much.
Lin Xuan didn't notice that Su Hua had arrived at his side. Her beautiful eyes were fixed intently on his phone screen, staring at the influencer shaking her hips.
Su Hua narrowed her eyes dangerously.
So, Xuan was secretly watching videos of other women dancing behind her back.
Heh, just great.
Lin Xuan suddenly sensed a sharp aura of danger from his side.
He looked over in confusion, only to see Su Hua standing right there.
Lin Xuan: !!!
It was Hua!
Wasn't Hua supposed to be working? Why did she come over?
Lin Xuan was still in a daze.
*Ding!*
Another private message from Luo Yuan popped up on Huyin.
[Well? Lin Xuan, isn't she totally awesome?]
Seeing Luo Yuan's message, it suddenly hit Lin Xuan. Hua was standing right next to him; she must have seen the video on his phone—the woman in revealing clothes dancing.
Hua was the type to get jealous if he even spoke a few words to another woman.
Let alone finding him watching another woman dance—especially a woman dressed so scantily, performing such a suggestive routine.
Damn it!
Why did Luo Yuan have to send *this* kind of video?
He could tell at a glance that Hua was in a bad mood. He had to think fast—how could he extinguish the fire in her heart?
Lin Xuan began to brainstorm frantically.
Shangqing University.
Wang Dahe sat down next to Luo Yuan, a popsicle dangling from his mouth.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm sharing a video of a hot girl dancing with Lin Xuan," Luo Yuan replied.
He tapped the video to show Wang Dahe.
"What do you think, Wang Dahe? Isn't she incredibly beautiful? Doesn't she dance amazing?"
She was his goddess, after all.
He watched her livestreams every day.
"She is pretty good," Wang Dahe nodded.
However...
Wang Dahe frowned and asked, "Did you send this video to Xuan?"
"Yeah," Luo Yuan nodded.
"Dude, you've got some nerve. I can't believe you dared to send that to Xuan!" Wang Dahe exclaimed.
"Huh?" Luo Yuan scratched the back of his head, completely confused. "Is there a problem with me sending this to Lin Xuan?"
Wang Dahe's reaction threw him off.
The look on his face made it seem like Luo Yuan had committed a capital crime.
Wasn't sharing videos of hot girls between bros a perfectly normal thing to do?
"There is a problem! A huge problem!"
Wang Dahe began to explain to Luo Yuan, "President Su is a massive jealous pot. She's also extremely domineering. Just imagine the domineering female CEOs or the possessive, 'yandere' types from novels—President Su has almost all those traits."
"Her defining characteristic is jealousy. Tell me, if President Su sees that you sent this to Xuan, do you think she'll let you off the hook?"
He used to like sending these kinds of things to Xuan, too.
Of course, aside from enjoying them himself, a major reason he sent them was to distract Xuan. He wanted Xuan to see the beauty of other women so he wouldn't be constantly hung up on his ex, Qin Ruoyao.
He suspected Xuan never actually watched them back then.
But ever since Xuan and President Su got together, he hadn't dared to send anything like that.
President Su was a good woman and very devoted to Xuan; he didn't want Xuan eyeing other women.
But the most important point was: if President Su found out he was encouraging Xuan to look at other women, he would be dead meat.
*Clatter.*
Luo Yuan's phone dropped onto the table.
"Why didn't I think of that?" Luo Yuan looked like he had lost the will to live.
Wasn't he just asking for a death sentence?
If President Su got angry, her wrath was not something he could handle.
Wang Dahe patted Luo Yuan on the shoulder and comforted him, "Xiao Yuanzi, what's done is done. Don't worry too much. Maybe President Su didn't see it. When Xuan comes to school, just tell him to delete the chat log."
"No, no, no. Better safe than sorry. I'll call him right now. Right now."
Luo Yuan picked up his phone, scrolled to Lin Xuan's number in his contacts, and dialed.
Su Group, CEO's Office.
Lin Xuan hurriedly exited the chat interface with Luo Yuan.
"Hua, did you see anything just now?"
Su Hua remained silent.
Lin Xuan started to comfort himself. Hua might not have seen it; after all, he had only watched the video for a few seconds.
"Hua, um, I'm a bit bored, so I'm going to scroll through Huyin for a bit."
Lin Xuan tried to divert her attention and started swiping through videos.
Thanks to Huyin's recommendation algorithm, the very first video Lin Xuan saw after watching Luo Yuan's suggestion was another suggestive clip.
The woman was wearing extremely revealing clothes—a tight hip-hugging skirt and a low-cut top.
She bent over.
Through the screen, her cleavage was clearly visible...
She blew a kiss to the camera.
"Love you, big brothers! Welcome to my livestream."
Lin Xuan: !!!
What the hell?
Why is it showing this right away?!
Lin Xuan hurriedly swiped to the next video. This one wasn't sexually suggestive, but it still featured a beautiful woman with pale skin and long legs.
Lin Xuan: "..."
He frantically swiped to the next one. Another suggestive video of a hot girl!
Lin Xuan looked up.
He saw a certain woman looking at him with a smile that didn't reach her eyes.
The hope hanging in Lin Xuan's heart died completely.
Even if Hua hadn't seen the video Luo Yuan sent, she definitely saw the ones that followed.
Hua was the type who loved to get jealous...
Heaven wanted him dead!
Trash Huyin! What kind of recommendation algorithm was this?!
Change it! It had to be changed!
He was definitely going to find time to go over there personally and rewrite this algorithm!
And he'd clean up the platform—ban all these suggestive videos!

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."

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

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.”