Liang Yilong and his mother went out early to buy a bunch of gifts.
These gifts had cost him a full hundred thousand yuan.
Liang Yilong looked physically pained by the expense.
But it was fine. As long as he married Jiang Yutong, wouldn't he have as much money as he wanted?
Compared to the Jiang family's massive fortune, this hundred thousand was just a drop in the bucket.
Jiang Yutong inviting him to her home meant she probably wanted to marry him.
He guessed that since she had no way of being with Lin Xuan, she had settled for him.
Hah, he used to actually love Jiang Yutong quite a bit, but she had truly drained his affection for her bit by bit.
That was fine.
He no longer had a shred of love for her now.
Once they were married and he had swindled the Jiang family's assets, he would show her how he exacted his revenge!
"Son," Liang's mother reminded him, "you must perform well in front of Jiang Yutong. She is our family's cash cow, and you absolutely cannot let her get away."
"Mom, don't worry."
Liang Yilong sneered. "She won't get away."
He already had Jiang Yutong completely fooled and eating out of the palm of his hand.
She, along with the Jiang family, were already in his pocket.
Jiang Yutong called.
Seeing her name on the screen, Liang Yilong perfectly masked his true emotions.
"Tongtong," Liang Yilong said gently. "What made you call?"
Jiang Yutong replied, "Yilong, when it's time, just come over by yourself. I'm going to be cooking, so I won't have time to pick you up."
"Okay." Liang Yilong nodded.
After hanging up, he curled his lips into a smile.
Next,
as long as he sweet-talked Old Jiang,
his marriage to Jiang Yutong would be set in stone.
After making the call, Jiang Yutong ducked back into the kitchen to continue working.
Jiang Manting and Grandpa Jiang were both there.
Grandpa Jiang had originally planned to let the family chef handle it, but when Jiang Yutong and Jiang Manting returned,
the two sisters insisted that Little Xuan's first meal at home after being officially recognized couldn't be done half-heartedly. They had to cook it themselves.
So, they sent the chef out.
Even Grandpa Jiang, a man who almost never set foot in the kitchen, joined the cooking brigade.
Of course,
he was merely helping out with minor tasks.
When Liang Yilong arrived at the door, Jiang Yutong personally came out to greet him.
Initially, Jiang Yutong had only accepted Liang Yilong's pursuit because Grandpa Jiang was rushing her to marry, and because she didn't want to be a third wheel watching Lin Xuan's romance anymore.
After getting together with Liang Yilong, she had tried step by step to accept him.
Now, she was already starting to feel a slight flutter in her heart for him.
If things continued this way, she would definitely fall in love with him.
Following behind Jiang Yutong, Liang Yilong walked into the villa.
He surveyed his surroundings in the Jiang family estate, his face full of excitement.
The Jiang family home was incredibly luxurious; one glance was enough to tell that the construction and decor around him cost a fortune.
Truly worthy of a century-old prominent family.
Liang Yilong followed Jiang Yutong deeper into the villa.
"Yilong," Jiang Yutong said, "just wait here for a bit. We still need to finish cooking."
"Do you need me to go in and help?" Liang Yilong asked.
"No need." Jiang Yutong shook her head and said, "It's your first time here as a guest. How could the hosts make the guest work?"
"Just sit here and wait until dinner is ready."
"Okay." Liang Yilong nodded.
Jiang Yutong went back into the kitchen.
Liang Yilong curled his lips.
A family like the Jiangs definitely had a chef, probably more than one.
Yet they were actually all cooking personally.
It seemed the Jiang family valued him very highly.
Inside the kitchen.
Jiang Manting asked in confusion, "Tongtong, where did you just go?"
Jiang Yutong smiled sweetly and replied, "Yilong just arrived, so I went to receive him."
Jiang Manting frowned deeply.
"Tongtong, what do you think of Liang Yilong?"
Jiang Yutong answered, "He is gentle and refined, and he treats me very well. I feel like he is a very suitable person to marry."
Jiang Manting asked again, "Then Tongtong, do you really think he is a good person, rather than someone whose words don't match his heart?"
"I think so." Jiang Yutong nodded. "We were in the same class in high school and studied the same major in college. He pursued me for a long time. His personality has always been that gentle and refined, and he is good to me."
If Liang Yilong hadn't persistently pursued her, she wouldn't have chosen him as her boyfriend.
For so many years, she hadn't met a single guy who made her heart skip a beat.
She figured she probably wouldn't meet one in the future either, so she might as well just settle down.
"Sis, what's wrong? Why are you suddenly asking about this?" Jiang Yutong asked curiously.
"It's nothing." Jiang Manting sighed.
It seemed this Liang Yilong had disguised himself very well in front of Tongtong.
Tongtong's impression of him was quite good.
If she were to reveal Liang Yilong's true colors right now, Tongtong probably wouldn't believe it.
She would wait a bit longer.
She would expose Liang Yilong in a little while.
Anyway, the detailed background information on Liang Yilong was already on its way. She believed that in ten or twenty minutes, those documents would be delivered.
A delay of ten or twenty minutes wouldn't hurt anything.
While Liang Yilong sat on the living room sofa playing on his phone, Lin Xuan also arrived.
"Young Master, please come in." The Old Butler was exceptionally attentive to Lin Xuan.
The master and the two young ladies were all personally cooking for the young master.
Furthermore, even before the official family recognition,
they had been talking about the young master every single day.
Now that the young master had returned to the Jiang family, wouldn't they spoil him to the heavens?
He had to treat the young master well.
Moreover, before the young master came over, he had specially instructed the servants that they must be extremely respectful to the young master and not offend him in the slightest.
"Mhm."
Lin Xuan nodded.
"Butler, where are my grandpa, eldest sister, and second sister?" Lin Xuan asked.
"Young Master, they are all busy in the kitchen," the Old Butler replied in a very respectful tone.
"Young Master, I will go and call them right now."
"No need," Lin Xuan said. "Don't disturb them."
"Yes."
The butler withdrew.
He went back to his duties.
Lin Xuan also sat down on a nearby sofa.
Hearing the movement, Liang Yilong looked up. The moment he saw Lin Xuan, his pupils suddenly shrank.
It was him!
Lin Xuan!
Today was clearly the day he was officially visiting the Jiang family, so why was this Lin Xuan here too?
Could it be...
Liang Yilong thought of a possibility, and his expression suddenly darkened.
He understood now!
Jiang Yutong bringing him home this time wasn't sincere.
She was trying to use him to provoke Lin Xuan again!
This Lin Xuan really had a good scheme going, keeping Jiang Yutong dangling for so long.
What was happening today must be the final step.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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.”
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
