Luo Yuan thoughtfully purchased a small, high-definition camera, no bigger than a thumb.
He brought Qin Ruoyao to a hotel and set up the mini camera on a stand, partially obscured by objects, with only the lens exposed.
"Ruoyao, you can place the camera roughly here, it'll capture the bed well without being easily noticed," Luo Yuan said with enthusiasm.
As long as the footage of Qin Ruoyao and Lin Li in bed was recorded, his task would be complete, and he wouldn't have to fawn over Qin Ruoyao like he'd been doing lately.
These days, constantly chasing after Qin Ruoyao had been exhausting.
"Luo Yuan, I noticed you're very invested in my matter with Lin Li, as if you're eager for me to hurry up and record the video," Qin Ruoyao said, her eyebrows furrowed.
Luo Yuan's heart skipped a beat.
Had Qin Ruoyao sensed something?
After a moment's thought, he replied calmly, "Ruoyao, since this concerns your happiness, of course, I'm invested."
Qin Ruoyao's furrowed brows relaxed.
Perhaps she had overthought it.
Luo Yuan had always adored her, loved her to extremes—how could he possibly do anything to harm her?
"Luo Yuan, thank you for all you've done for me," Qin Ruoyao said, deeply touched.
"What're you thanking me for? That's what we're here for," Luo Yuan replied, placing the camera in her hands. "Ruoyao, your happiness lies in your own hands now."
Qin Ruoyao gripped the camera tightly, her heart burning with anticipation.
Li ge, please don't blame me for capturing these moments. Who asked you to be so cold to me lately?
This isn't my fault.
Besides, I don't mean any harm. I just want to stay by your side forever.
Just as Luo Yuan said, I need to get pregnant soon… I want to secure my place in the Lin Family through this child!
Luo Yuan's objective was achieved.
After finishing morning classes, Luo Yuan invited Lin Xuan to a secluded spot.
Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow. "You called me here. Is the task I gave you completed?"
"Almost. Lin Xuan, let me tell you, I've set the trap for Qin Ruoyao, and soon she'll take the bait!" Luo Yuan said with a smile.
"Oh?" Lin Xuan raised an interested eyebrow.
Luo Yuan continued, "It seems Lin Li isn't very fond of Qin Ruoyao anymore; he's been distancing himself."
Lin Xuan wasn't surprised by Luo Yuan's words, as he knew he was the key factor maintaining Qin Ruoyao and Lin Li's relationship.
Now that his relationship with Qin Ruoyao had completely fallen apart, Lin Li could no longer derive pleasure from the idea of occupying his woman and naturally lost interest in her.
"Trying to capture footage of them normally is impossible now. I also fear Lin Li might break up with Qin Ruoyao, so I've devised a plan for her to seduce Lin Li herself, encouraging her to record the video."
"I already know her phone's unlock password. I'll secretly send the video from her phone to myself later."
Lin Xuan was somewhat impressed. "You've become more clever than before."
Indeed, casting off the shackles of infatuation and being less of a doormat has boosted your intelligence.
"Heh, thanks for the compliment," Luo Yuan said, scratching his head.
At that moment, two students passed by.
Seeing Lin Xuan and Luo Yuan talking, they looked puzzled. "Why are they talking here? Lin Xuan and Luo Yuan, aren't they usually at odds because of Qin Ruoyao?"
"Yeah, but they seem to be having a good chat."
Qin Ruoyao arrived then, looking equally puzzled as she observed the two.
Luo Yuan frowned.
He mustn't let Qin Ruoyao detect anything unusual!
Adopting an actor-like demeanor, he declared, "Lin Xuan, whether I like Qin Ruoyao or how much I fawn over her is none of your concern! I suggest you mind your own business!"
"Qin Ruoyao pursued you so earnestly; such a wonderful girl, yet you didn't cherish her… she'll be cherished by me!"
Lin Xuan: "!!!"
This guy's quite the performer!
Qin Ruoyao was moved to tears, her gaze filled with pain as she looked at the youthful Lin Xuan in his white shirt and black pants.
In truth, she still harbored feelings for Lin Xuan.
In recent times, Lin Xuan had become increasingly dazzling and more appealing than ever.
However, Lin Xuan's continuous rude remarks forced her pride to suppress her emotions. She couldn't lower herself to beg.
She had to conceal her love.
She'd wait until she was at the top, and Lin Xuan would grovel at her feet like a dog!
Qin Ruoyao concealed her pain, strode up to Luo Yuan with her head held high, her heels clicking on the ground.
"Luo Yuan, let's go to lunch together," Qin Ruoyao said softly.
"Sure."
Luo Yuan and Qin Ruoyao left together.
Lin Xuan didn't dwell too much on Qin Ruoyao. He returned to his dormitory.
He was currently busy with his career.
As the head of the Su Family, any revelation about Su Hua's identity would likely face resistance from the Su Family to her relationship with him.
He needed to achieve significant success soon to silence critics.
He also didn't want the Lin Family to thrive for much longer.
He intended to seize the entertainment and gaming industries from the Lin Family's grasp!
That day, Lin Xuan sat at his desk, browsing through web pages on his computer.
Su Hua brought him a glass of milk.
Wearing a white lace slip dress that reached just above her thighs, her fair, slender legs were fully exposed.
Her silky, straight black hair cascading down her back.
Her entire demeanor exuded sensuality and allure.
Su Hua placed the milk beside Lin Xuan's computer and said, "Xuan, drink some milk."
Milk…
That word made Su Hua's eyes darken.
Perhaps it was time to have a child with Xuan. But… that child might steal his attention.
She absolutely wouldn't allow that.
Xuan could only belong to her. His entire love could only be hers. Even a child they shared was forbidden to take half his affection.
Lin Xuan's eyes remained fixed on the computer. "Hua, just leave it here. I'll drink it after I finish my work."
Su Hua glanced at the computer screen, her delicate eyebrows furrowed.
That's no other than her cousin, Xu Wan.
No doubt about it; her cousin was blessed with good looks.
Being in the entertainment industry, Xu Wan had become a beloved idol of countless men.
Why was Xuan researching her?…
Lin Xuan clicked on the search bar and typed in: "Xu Wan's Romance."
Su Hua's mind began to wander.
Was Xuan so intrigued by her that he considered her an idol, a goddess?
Su Hua's eyes narrowed dangerously, her frosty demeanor seeping into the air.
Lin Xuan, absorbed in his work, suddenly felt the temperature drop.
He instinctively stopped his movements with the mouse, looked up, and was met with Su Hua's cold expression.
Lin Xuan felt something was off.
What was going on here?
Everything seemed fine during dinner. Why was Su Hua in a foul mood now?
Did staring at work and ignoring her lead her to act this capricious?
Yes, that had to be it!
Beyond that, he couldn't think of any reason he had upset her.
Lin Xuan picked up the milk and drank it all in one gulp.
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?"
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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.”
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.
