"Dad."
Shen Qianqian's face was flushed with a hint of embarrassment. "You should stop meddling in my relationship with Lin Xuan. It feels like you're threatening him to be with me." She didn't want Lin Xuan to get the wrong impression.
"I want to win Lin Xuan's heart on my own."
Her conditions were far better than Qin Ruoyao's.
Qin Ruoyao didn't have her family background or her looks.
If Lin Xuan could fall for someone like Qin Ruoyao, she couldn't believe he wouldn't find her attractive!
Shen Qianqian was full of confidence.
"Alright, alright, alright," Shen's Father chuckled. "I won't interfere. But listen, Qianqian, if Lin Xuan dares to make you unhappy, make sure to tell your dad, and I'll teach him a lesson."
"Okay, thank you, Dad," Shen Qianqian nodded.
Lin Xuan was currently juggling his fame as an artist with his focus on Hu Yin, a short video platform. Hu Yin had attracted a wave of traffic through short dramas and had managed to retain its users with quality content.
Over the past few months, nearly all the profits Lin Xuan made from his novel website, Zhang Xinbao, had been funneled into paying Hu Yin's content creators and offering user-friendly benefits.
Now that Hu Yin's traffic was steadily growing and had finally turned a profit—albeit not a large one—Lin Xuan could start using the money from Zhang Xinbao for other ventures.
He decided to make a rare visit to the company.
Lin Xuan usually left the day-to-day operations to Lei Hui while he focused on other matters.
This was only his third time at the company.
When he appeared at the front desk, the employees couldn't help but stare in awe.
"Who is that? He's so handsome, is he a newly signed celebrity?" one of the receptionists gushed, clutching her cheeks.
"He's too good-looking. With a face like that, he's bound to be famous. I should get his autograph now before he blows up. I bet it'll be worth a fortune later!"
The receptionist grabbed a pen and paper, ready to charge forward.
"Enough with your fangirling," another female employee, Sister Wang, stepped in and stopped her. She was one of the earliest hires at the Tianmu Group and had met Lin Xuan before.
"He's not in the entertainment industry. His autograph won't be worth anything," Sister Wang said.
"What? Not in showbiz?" the receptionist blinked in surprise. "With looks like that, what does he do?"
Sister Wang's voice dropped slightly. "He's our boss."
"What?!" the receptionist gasped. "He's the boss?"
She had heard about the boss who founded the Zhang Xinbao novel website, someone who had outsmarted the Feiyue Literature marketing strategy.
Feiyue Literature had been powerless against him, forced to watch as Zhang Xinbao poached their readers and authors.
She had always imagined their boss to be a seasoned businessman, maybe in his 40s, with a big belly and a slick demeanor.
But this man was… young and incredibly handsome.
The receptionist stared at Lin Xuan's back, her mouth going dry.
"Sister Wang, do you know if the boss has a girlfriend?" the receptionist asked curiously.
"I'm not sure, but probably not," Sister Wang shook her head.
Lin Xuan made his way to Lei Hui's office.
Lei Hui immediately stood up, his voice respectful. "Boss."
Lin Xuan tossed a script onto Lei Hui's desk.
"Get these three productions going. The first two scripts will be turned into TV dramas, and the last one will be a movie."
Lei Hui picked up the script and read the title: "Falling Star?"
This novel was incredibly popular, consistently ranking number one on the women's fiction bestsellers list.
Lei Hui was surprised. "Boss, did you contact the author of 'Falling Star'?"
That didn't make sense.
The boss rarely even showed up at the company. How would he have the time to interact with a novel author?
Besides, the book was only halfway through its serialization. How did the script already have a conclusion?
"No," Lin Xuan replied.
Lei Hui hesitated. "Boss, we might need the author's permission to adapt this novel into a drama…"
Before Lei Hui could finish, Lin Xuan interrupted, "I wrote that novel."
Lei Hui: "!!!"
"You wrote it?" Lei Hui's eyes widened.
"Yes, 'Falling Star' was published under one of my aliases," Lin Xuan said.
Lei Hui was incredulous. "How many aliases do you have, boss?"
Lin Xuan replied, "Six, currently."
Lei Hui: "Which ones?"
Lin Xuan handed him his phone. "All the novels on this bookshelf are mine. I started writing at the age of twelve. I just saved them up and published them together."
Lei Hui looked at the phone, and his jaw dropped.
All six of those aliases had written phenomenally successful novels.
And they were all the same person…
This was insane!
Their boss was some kind of freak of nature!
Lei Hui felt utterly deflated. After a long internal struggle, he picked up another script.
"Three Kingdoms?"
Hmm, that one made sense. It was one of the boss's writings.
He flipped to the next script: "Wolf Warrior?"
Lei Hui raised an eyebrow. "Boss, are we filming all three at the same time?"
"Yes," Lin Xuan nodded.
"Alright, I'll get the crew together and start looking for investors." Lei Hui's tone was tinged with worry. Their company had picked up several artists blacklisted by the Starlight Group.
The Starlight Group despised them and had ordered no one to work with them.
It might be difficult to find investors.
"No need to look for investors. We'll fund it ourselves," Lin Xuan smirked.
These were all smash hits from another world.
To avoid any cultural clashes, he had adapted them to fit this world's context.
These three productions could very well be huge successes.
Why let someone else profit from something he could handle on his own?
"But filming all three at once might strain our company's resources," Lei Hui worriedly said.
Moreover, no platform or cinema would be willing to air their company's productions.
"It's fine. I'll handle everything. Just do as I say," Lin Xuan said.
"Yes," Lei Hui agreed, watching Lin Xuan's calm expression and feeling reassured.
Their boss wasn't an ordinary man. If he said he had everything under control, then he probably did.
Lin Xuan's fingers tapped lightly on the desk. "Hire some people to focus on the long-form video content."
A dark glint flashed in his eyes.
"If those streaming platforms are going to side with the Starlight Group to fight us, then I'll just create my own video streaming service!"
Lei Hui rubbed his arm, shivering slightly.
Their boss usually seemed so gentle, but when it came to dealing with competitors, he transformed into someone ruthless.
Scary!
After wrapping up his business at the company, Lin Xuan left and drove toward Ye Yuan.
Suddenly, a familiar figure caught his eye. "Screech—" He slammed on the brakes.
From afar, he watched a couple exit a shopping mall.
Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly.
This was…

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!

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?"

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."

lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."