Wang Shiyun finished her shower and washed her hair. After blow-drying it, she put on an extremely revealing lingerie set, then covered herself with a long coat before stepping out.
She first went to Wang Dahe’s room. Seeing the man lying in bed with his back turned to her, covered by a blanket, she left, reassured.
Lin Xuan also sent a message to Luo Yuan: "Come to Wang Dahe’s room. Let’s watch the show together."
"Got it."
The moment Luo Yuan received Lin Xuan’s text, he sprang up from his bed like a carp leaping out of water, too excited to stay still.
Crack.
The sound of a bone dislocating.
Luo Yuan: "..."
Damn it.
Why did his foot act up again?
Last time, when he was gossiping about Qin Ruoyao, his leg got hurt… and now, while anticipating the drama between Wang Dahe and Wang Shiyun, the same thing happened!
A pained expression twisted Luo Yuan’s face, but even a broken leg wouldn’t stop him from enjoying the show.
Holding his right foot, he hopped on one leg toward Wang Dahe’s room.
Lin Xuan was booting up his computer when he noticed Luo Yuan bouncing in.
"Luo Yuan, what happened to you?" he asked, puzzled.
"Just my luck, huh? Not sure if it’s dislocated or broken," Luo Yuan replied through gritted teeth.
Sigh.
Fragile college students.
A simple jump, and his leg was already wrecked.
Lin Xuan smirked. "You’re way too worked up."
"Of course I am!"
"Damn it!" Luo Yuan gnashed his teeth. "I hate two-timing women like her the most. Watching her get exposed is even better than anime or novels."
"And I wanna see Wang Dahe’s face get slapped—metaphorically, of course."
Lin Xuan nodded.
He wanted to see it too.
Was this the solidarity of fellow "simp" brothers?
"I know a bit about bone-setting. Let me take a look," Lin Xuan offered.
"You sure?" Luo Yuan eyed him skeptically.
"Only one way to find out."
Lin Xuan put on gloves, examined Luo Yuan’s foot, and with a sharp crack, realigned the bone.
"AHHH—!" A scream worthy of a slaughtered pig rang out.
"Lin Xuan, you—!" Luo Yuan was about to curse when—
Wait.
He frowned.
His foot… didn’t hurt anymore?
Luo Yuan bounced up and down a few times.
Heh. No pain at all.
"Lin Xuan," Luo Yuan said, impressed, "you actually know bone-setting?"
Lin Xuan ignored him, focusing back on the surveillance feed.
After leaving Wang Dahe’s room, Wang Shiyun headed straight for Lin Xuan’s.
"What do you want?" Cheng Yi and Cheng Er blocked her.
Wang Shiyun scowled.
These two nuisances again?
Once she seduced Lin Xuan, she’d make sure he fired them!
"What, are you stopping me?" she snapped.
"Isn’t that obvious?" Cheng Er retorted.
"Do you even know who I am? Your boss asked me to ‘attend’ to him earlier—he’s just drunk now," Wang Shiyun lied without blinking.
"You sure about that?" Cheng Yi eyed her suspiciously.
"I’m a woman. Do you think I’d make up something that could ruin my reputation if it weren’t true?" she said coldly.
"Fair point," Cheng Er scratched his head, convinced.
"Also," Wang Shiyun added, "you two men shouldn’t be here. A man and a woman alone… you know what happens. Or do you want to listen to me and Lin Xuan’s… activities?"
"Bro, let’s go," Cheng Er said.
"Alright."
Cheng Yi nodded, and the two left to rest in their own room.
Click.
Wang Shiyun pushed the door open and stepped inside.
Wang Dahe’s palms were slick with sweat.
Someone really came in?
Who could it be?
It couldn’t be Shiyun. Not her.
In the darkness, Wang Shiyun didn’t notice the high-definition surveillance camera capturing her every move.
Her heart pounded wildly.
Almost there.
She was about to sleep with such a high-quality man.
And once she successfully became Lin Xuan’s girlfriend—or even his wife—she’d never have to worry about money again.
Wang Shiyun shrugged off her coat, revealing the scandalous lingerie underneath.
At the sight, Lin Xuan immediately averted his eyes.
Luo Yuan clicked his tongue in appreciation. "Wang Shiyun might be trash, but damn, her body’s something else."
Lin Xuan thought to himself, No matter how good she looks, she’ll never compare to Su Hua.
He started typing a message to Su Hua but hesitated. It was already past midnight—she was probably asleep.
He deleted the draft.
Luo Yuan noticed Lin Xuan on his phone and frowned. "Lin Xuan, what are you doing? There’s a show going on, and you’re not watching?"
Lin Xuan: "She’s dressed too provocatively. I’ll just listen."
Luo Yuan rolled his eyes. "What, are you playing the pure-hearted virgin now?"
Lin Xuan glanced at him, smirking. "My girlfriend’s possessive. She doesn’t like me looking at other women."
Luo Yuan: "..."
No wonder Wang Dahe kept complaining about Lin Xuan flaunting his relationship all the time.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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!
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."
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
