"I'm afraid he might think I don't value him enough, hold a grudge against me, or even try to stop us from being together."
Wang Shiyun's voice was sweet and delicate.
Wang Dahe, completely charmed by her honeyed words, didn't notice anything amiss.
"Shiyun, don’t worry. I know Xuanzi well—he won’t judge you based on how you dress," Wang Dahe reassured her.
"I just want to be cautious," Wang Shiyun replied.
Afraid of running into Lin Xuan, she avoided being too intimate with Wang Dahe and obediently returned to her seat.
Lin Xuan parked his car outside the restaurant.
The moment he walked in, he drew countless gazes.
Several girls covered their mouths, squealing in excitement.
"Ahhh! He’s so incredibly handsome!"
"I need his contact info in three seconds!"
"I know who he is! At just twenty-two, he’s already the CEO of Tianmu Group and a computer genius. During the last national computer team competition, he solved a world-class problem and won over a hundred million in prize money alone!"
"I wonder if he has a girlfriend. If I could be with a man this handsome and wealthy, I’d wake up laughing in my dreams."
"Don’t even think about it. A man like him would only be with an extraordinary woman. Someone like you? He wouldn’t even glance your way."
Most women had enough self-awareness to know they didn’t stand a chance with Lin Xuan, so they didn’t delude themselves into thinking they could be his girlfriend.
But there were always those who were average yet overly confident.
From the moment Lin Xuan appeared, Wang Shiyun’s eyes were glued to him, unable to look away.
Her heart raced as she stared at him.
Lin Xuan’s online photos were already stunning, but in person, he was so breathtaking that just one glance from him made her legs weak.
"Shiyun, see that? That’s my best friend, Xuanzi. He’s crazy popular with women," Wang Dahe boasted proudly.
Just look—those women couldn’t take their eyes off him.
But with Su Hua keeping an eye on him, none of them would get close.
"Mhm."
Wang Shiyun nodded, her cheeks flushed. "He’s really impressive."
Had Wang Dahe looked at her then, he would’ve noticed her blushing face, brimming with infatuation.
As Lin Xuan approached their table, a heavily made-up woman in a seductive outfit suddenly walked toward him.
Then, she pretended to twist her ankle.
"Ah—!"
She let out a delicate cry and deliberately fell toward him.
Instinctively, Lin Xuan lifted his foot—and kicked her away.
The woman landed on the floor, stunned.
Why had he kicked her? Shouldn’t he have caught her?
"Sir, how could you…?" She bit her lip, feigning hurt.
Lin Xuan replied coolly, "Sorry, I don’t like being touched by other women."
He tossed a thousand yuan at her. "Consider this compensation for that kick."
"Remember, don’t just throw yourself at men. A woman should have some self-respect."
Humiliated beyond belief, the woman sat on the floor, her pride shattered.
She wanted to leave in defiance—but couldn’t resist the money. Head down, she took the cash and slunk away.
Wang Shiyun’s heart pounded even harder.
A man with such self-control was rare.
Being his girlfriend would be a dream come true.
No—she had to have him!
Lin Xuan took a seat across from Wang Dahe.
Wang Dahe gestured toward Wang Shiyun. "Xuanzi, this is my girlfriend, Shiyun."
Blushing, Wang Shiyun extended her hand.
"Hello, Lin Xuan. I’m Wang Shiyun."
"Hello."
Lin Xuan’s response was indifferent. He didn’t shake her hand.
Hua Bao didn’t like him touching other women—even a handshake was off-limits. If she found out, his kidneys would be in trouble again!
Wang Shiyun awkwardly withdrew her hand.
"Dahe, your girlfriend is quite pretty," Lin Xuan remarked with a smirk.
Wang Dahe grinned. "Of course! Would I settle for anything less?"
Throughout the meal, Wang Dahe kept serving Wang Shiyun attentively.
Meanwhile, she stole glances at Lin Xuan, her face growing redder the more she looked.
Lin Xuan, however, frowned as he watched Wang Dahe dote on her.
Dahe was falling deeper for Wang Shiyun.
He needed to act fast—to expose her as the gold-digger she was.
He had a plan.
But it required staying out tonight—something Hua Bao would never allow.
Just then, a message arrived.
[Su Hua]: Ah Xuan, I’m heading to G City later. Won’t be back tonight.
Lin Xuan’s eyes lit up.
Perfect timing.
He quickly replied: Don’t work too late. Eat on time. I’ll be waiting for you at home.
[Su Hua]: Mhm.
Su Hua frowned at his message.
Something felt off about Ah Xuan…
Putting his phone away, Lin Xuan smirked.
"Dahe, how about we hit Purple River Villa tonight? We’ve got no classes tomorrow. Let’s call Luo Yuan—the four of us can go."
Wang Dahe hesitated. "We’re free, but Purple River Villa… won’t that run late? Shiyun might—"
"I’m fine with it!" Wang Shiyun cut in eagerly. "My professor canceled tomorrow’s class anyway."
This might be her only chance to get close to Lin Xuan.
She had to seduce him tonight.
"But… isn’t Purple River Villa like 200,000 per person? That’s too much," she murmured.
"Don’t worry. I’ll cover it," Lin Xuan said casually.
Wang Dahe was stunned.
That was insanely expensive.
"Xuanzi, maybe we should go somewhere else," he suggested.
Forty grand just for him and Shiyun? He didn’t want to burden his friend.
"Wang Dahe, are we brothers or not? Brothers are supposed to mooch off each other! Why are you saving me money?" Lin Xuan teased.
"If you feel bad, just work hard at my company later and earn it back for me."
"Alright, you win." Wang Dahe gave in.
Wang Shiyun shot him a disdainful look.
Pathetic.
Twenty thousand was nothing—why was he making such a fuss?
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.”
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?"
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
