"Yaya, I heard netizens online saying that Lin Xuan has a girlfriend. If you don't make a move soon, it'll be too late!" He Jialing said anxiously.
It was her first time seeing Yaya like a man this much, and she didn't want Yaya to miss out on him.
Yaya had previously suffered a massive blow regarding Lin Li, and it was only through her feelings for Lin Xuan that she managed to pull herself together.
If Lin Xuan really ended up with another woman, one could only imagine how devastating the blow would be for Yaya.
"Don't worry, he won't have a girlfriend," Feng Yaya smiled. "Rumors about him having a girlfriend have been circulating for two years. If he really had one, why hasn't a single photo of them together been leaked during all this time?"
"I'm guessing Lin Xuan deliberately released the news of having a girlfriend just to avoid being pestered by other women." Feng Yaya's voice carried a tone of certainty.
At first, when she saw the news about Lin Xuan having a girlfriend, she was quite anxious too.
But later on, the more she thought about it, the more impossible it seemed.
Not to mention, Lin Xuan was currently busy developing the Tianmu Group and researching chip projects. His schedule was completely packed, leaving him absolutely no time for dating.
"True," He Jialing nodded. "But no matter what, Yaya, once you're fully recovered, you must approach Lin Xuan as soon as possible. An outstanding man like Lin Xuan is highly sought after. If you act too late, someone else might snatch him away first."
To be honest, she had also fallen for Lin Xuan.
There were probably very few women who wouldn't fall for a man like Lin Xuan.
However, he was the man Yaya liked, and she could never steal a man from her best friend.
She also knew her own limits. With her average looks and ordinary family background, there was no way Lin Xuan would ever be interested in her.
Especially now that Yaya had successfully lost weight and transformed into a stunning beauty.
If Lin Xuan were to like anyone, it should be Yaya.
Feng Yaya nodded and said, "Don't worry, I definitely will."
No one wanted to get close to Lin Xuan faster than she did.
Lin Xuan got into his car.
Just as he was about to pull the car door shut, he felt an intense, burning gaze. Frowning slightly, he glanced back.
His gaze swept over Feng Yaya, but treating her as just another ordinary woman, Lin Xuan quickly looked away.
He pulled the car door shut.
And stepped on the gas pedal.
Feng Yaya's eyes followed Lin Xuan's car intently until it completely disappeared from her sight.
Even after all this time, the moment Lin Xuan looked at her, her heart beat so wildly it felt like it was going to leap out of her chest.
"Yaya, let's continue shopping," her friend said.
"No, I'm done shopping for now. I'm going back to the company," Feng Yaya reluctantly withdrew her gaze.
"Yaya, why are you going back to the company? Haven't you always disliked dealing with that kind of work?" He Jialing asked in confusion.
Yaya had always preferred playing the piano, practicing calligraphy, and things of that nature.
Her college major had also been in the arts.
Previously, whenever Uncle Feng wanted Yaya to go to the company, she would refuse with all sorts of excuses. But now, she was actually taking the initiative to go?
Feng Yaya said, "I'm my dad's only daughter. It's only right for me to help him handle the company's affairs."
Lin Xuan was simply far too outstanding now. She thought that she must also become outstanding to be qualified to stand by his side.
"Besides—" Feng Yaya continued, "I don't know how to approach him even after I'm fully recovered. I heard my dad say he wants to collaborate with the Tianmu Group. If our two companies work together, I want to be in charge of the project with them."
That way, she could approach Lin Xuan with a legitimate reason.
They say when a woman pursues a man, it's as easy as piercing a thin veil.
She figured her chances of winning Lin Xuan over were quite high.
"No wonder you suddenly thought of going to your dad's company. It turns out it's all for Lin Xuan." He Jialing stroked her chin. "How come I never noticed you were such a hopeless romantic before?"
Back when Yaya was with Lin Li, she had acted quite normally. She was nothing like this, acting so cautious and calculating.
Sure enough, a man could change a woman.
Feng Yaya replied, "Maybe it's because I never actually liked Lin Li in the first place. I just saw that he saved me and was so considerate and caring toward me, so I felt grateful."
When she was with Lin Li, she never had the heart-fluttering feeling she experienced when facing Lin Xuan.
At the mention of Lin Li, He Jialing said indignantly, "That Lin Li actually dared to play with your feelings. Now that his family's company has gone bankrupt, it serves him right."
They say evildoers get their just deserts, and she had certainly seen that proven through Lin Xuan.
Feng Yaya shook her head and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about him. I'm heading back to the company now. Jialing, let's hang out again when we have time."
As for Lin Li, she had long stopped caring about him.
Feng Yaya left.
Meanwhile, Lin Xuan had arrived at the Su family's old mansion, holding a toy cat in his hand.
"Young Master Lin."
The servants greeted Lin Xuan respectfully.
They noticed the toy cat in Lin Xuan's hand.
Seeing Young Master Lin holding such a plushie, they actually found him somewhat adorable...
Sitting on the living room sofa working, Su Hua heard Lin Xuan's voice, and her eyes lit up slightly.
A'Xuan was here.
Thinking of something, Su Hua closed her laptop, set it aside, and pretended to watch TV.
Old Master Su frowned when he saw Su Hua's actions.
He had just been telling Hua'er to take a break from work, but Hua'er hadn't listened at all.
Why would she suddenly put down her laptop now?
"Grandpa Su."
After entering the living room, Lin Xuan greeted Old Master Su.
Old Master Su understood instantly.
No wonder his granddaughter had suddenly put down her computer; it turned out Little Xuan had arrived.
"Hua, I just finished up at school and hurried over to see you."
Lin Xuan sat down beside Su Hua.
"Mhm," Su Hua nodded, her face showing no discernible emotion.
Lin Xuan handed the plush toy cat to Su Hua. "Hua, I saw this on my way here and thought it suited you perfectly. This is for you."
Old Master Su said, "Little Xuan, you might not know this, but Hua'er doesn't like these kinds of fluffy toys. I've given Hua'er quite a few of these toys before, and it wouldn't be long before they ended up in the trash can. She won't..." accept it.
But before Old Master Su could finish his sentence, he saw Su Hua take the toy cat.
With her eyes curving into a slight smile, she said, "This plushie is very cute. I love it. Thank you, A'Xuan."
Old Master Su: "..."
Didn't his granddaughter absolutely hate these fluffy toys?
Why did she like this toy cat given by Xuan so much...
Sigh.
Forget it.
Old Master Su let out a sigh.
Even if the items were similar, the things given by an old man like him naturally couldn't compare to the things given by Little Xuan.
What a bitter life.
As her grandfather, he couldn't even compare to a single finger of Little Xuan's.

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.”

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

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."