Shen Qianqian pursed her lips, "Brother Lin Xuan, I still hope we can talk privately, just the two of us. Having outsiders around isn't convenient."
"Wang Dahe is right. He and I are close, so he’s not an outsider. If you have something to say, say it here. Otherwise, I’m afraid I can’t stay," Lin Xuan said expressionlessly.
He had no intention of being alone with Shen Qianqian.
If someone from Su Hua’s side caught them, he’d be in big trouble.
"Brother Lin Xuan, wait!" Shen Qianqian called out anxiously, stopping him.
She didn’t know where Lin Xuan lived. If she didn’t speak up now, she had no idea when she’d get another chance to see him.
The longer she waited, the deeper his feelings for that woman would grow.
"Brother Lin Xuan," Shen Qianqian lowered her head and whispered, "I know you actually like me too."
Lin Xuan: "!!!"
What the hell!
Don’t drag me into this!
Wang Dahe’s eyes widened as he looked at Lin Xuan, his expression screaming "scumbag."
"Shen Qianqian, I already have someone I like—the woman from the coffee shop that day. Besides her, no one else catches my eye," Lin Xuan said through gritted teeth.
Shen Qianqian, don’t mess with me!
Su Hua was a yandere. If she got jealous, his kidneys would suffer.
"Brother Lin Xuan, I know you’re afraid to admit it. You have your reasons, don’t you?" Shen Qianqian said with a knowing look.
Lin Xuan: "..."
What reasons could I possibly have?
He just wanted to stay away from other women.
"Brother Lin Xuan, does that woman have something on you? You can tell me. My family has power and influence. We can help you resolve it."
Lin Xuan: "She doesn’t have anything on me."
He simply wanted to be with Su Hua.
Shen Qianqian pursed her lips. If there was no leverage, then that vixen must have temporarily bewitched Brother Lin Xuan.
But sooner or later, he’d realize she was better than that vixen.
"Brother Lin Xuan," Shen Qianqian puffed out her cheeks, "If you’re worried about hurting her, we can have a secret relationship. She doesn’t have to know."
As long as Brother Lin Xuan was willing to spend time with her, she was confident she could drive that vixen away from him.
Wang Dahe was stunned.
From the sound of it, she was volunteering to be the other woman.
She looked well-off, so how could she be so shameless?
"Brother Lin Xuan, I like you. As long as you’re willing to be with me, I can accept anything..."
"Stop, stop, stop!" Lin Xuan quickly interrupted Shen Qianqian. "Wait, where exactly did you get the idea that I like you?"
Shen Qianqian had set up that whole "beauty saves the hero" scenario, but he hadn’t fallen for it.
Later, he even brought Su Hua along to show her he had a girlfriend, hoping she’d back off.
Everything he’d done was to make it clear he wasn’t interested in her.
He genuinely didn’t know what had given Shen Qianqian the wrong idea.
"Brother Lin Xuan, weren’t you smiling at me the whole time on stage?"
Shen Qianqian shyly lowered her head.
Brother Lin Xuan’s gaze had been so focused, as if filled with affection, making her blush and her heart race.
Lin Xuan was baffled. "Shen Qianqian, where were you sitting?"
"Brother Lin Xuan, don’t you remember? I was in the third row, right in the middle," Shen Qianqian replied, her face red.
"The middle seat?" Wang Dahe exclaimed.
Wasn’t that where Su Hua had been sitting?
So that’s what happened!
"Shen Qianqian, don’t flatter yourself," Wang Dahe said, crossing his arms. "On stage, Lin Xuan was looking at the vixen you mentioned, not you."
"You ugly man, what do you know?" Shen Qianqian snapped, unable to hold back her disdain for this unattractive guy.
"Me? Ugly?" Wang Dahe pointed at himself.
Damn!
He admitted he wasn’t as handsome as Lin Xuan!
But he wasn’t bad-looking, right?
He had a square face, the classic look of a Chinese man.
How was that ugly?
As soon as the words left her mouth, Shen Qianqian regretted them.
This unattractive guy was Brother Lin Xuan’s friend. Would insulting him make Brother Lin Xuan dislike her?
"I’m sorry, I lost my temper for a moment," Shen Qianqian apologized.
Wang Dahe snorted.
He wasn’t going to forgive her! Insulting his appearance? Unforgivable!
If she offended him, she could forget about getting close to Lin Xuan. Dream on!
"Brother Lin Xuan," Shen Qianqian turned to Lin Xuan, her demeanor sweet and charming again, "You were looking at me, weren’t you?"
Lin Xuan spoke coldly, "Wang Dahe is right. I was looking at my girlfriend. As for you, if you hadn’t shown up today, I wouldn’t even have known you were at the event."
Shen Qianqian’s face paled.
"Shen Qianqian," Lin Xuan took a deep breath. If he weren’t the type to avoid hitting women, he’d have already punched her.
"I’ve told you before, I will never like you. For your sake and your family’s safety, you’d better give up on this idea."
Lin Xuan’s attitude toward Shen Qianqian remained as cold as ever.
There wasn’t a trace of affection for her in his eyes.
Shen Qianqian’s eyes stung from his coldness.
"Brother Lin Xuan, why can’t you just look at me a little more?" Shen Qianqian’s eyes were filled with sorrow.
Wang Dahe glared at her, "Isn’t it obvious? Lin Xuan has a girlfriend. You’re just an outsider. Why should he pay you any attention?"
"Lin Xuan, let’s go."
Wang Dahe pulled Lin Xuan away.
Damn it.
If they stayed any longer, he might’ve punched Shen Qianqian.
Back in the car.
Wang Dahe said, "Lin Xuan, you should tone down your irresistible charm a bit."
Look, another admirer had appeared.
Lin Xuan sighed deeply, "I don’t want this either."
If Su Hua got jealous, it wouldn’t end well.
"Lin Xuan, always remember to stay true to yourself," Wang Dahe said seriously. "Don’t betray Su Hua’s genuine feelings for you."
"Wait, Wang Dahe," Lin Xuan couldn’t help but ask, "Are you my good brother or Su Hua’s? Why does it sound like you’re always on her side?"
Wang Dahe replied with a smirk, "I wouldn’t mind being Su Hua’s good brother."
If Su Hua spared even a little money from her fortune, he’d be set for life.
"Lin Xuan, I’ll be honest with you," Wang Dahe said earnestly. "If I keep an eye on you, maybe Su Hua will reward me someday."
Lin Xuan: "..."
I treat you like a brother, and you throw me under the bus?
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.”
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."
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?"
