Lin Li listened to their mocking remarks, his expression darkening.
Jiang Shuqin stormed over and shouted angrily, "What are you all talking about? How my son is doing is none of your business! No wonder you’re just low-level nurses—nothing but a bunch of gossiping hens, spouting nonsense!"
Her son?
The female nurses cast curious glances at Lin Li.
Holy shit!
It really was him!
He actually came to their hospital!
They wondered what differences there were between Lin Li, now a eunuch, and an ordinary person—aside from missing that part.
Feeling the nurses’ strange looks, Lin Li was utterly humiliated.
He gritted his teeth.
Why did Jiang Shuqin have to confront them?
Her words practically announced to everyone that he was the subject of their gossip!
"Mom," Lin Li stepped forward, pulling Jiang Shuqin’s hand. "Let’s just go." He kept his head lowered as he spoke.
"No, we can’t leave." Jiang Shuqin’s face was stern. "Today, I’m going to teach them a proper lesson."
"Mom."
Lin Li noticed the growing crowd, many whispering among themselves. He couldn’t shake the feeling that they were all talking about him.
"Let’s go home," Lin Li pleaded, his voice almost desperate. "I need some time alone."
Right, now wasn’t the time for him to be seen in public.
"Alright, sweetheart. Whatever you say. Let’s go home right now." Jiang Shuqin nodded.
She turned back to the nurses and warned coldly, "If I ever hear you gossiping about my son again, you can kiss your jobs goodbye!"
The Lin Family entourage left in a grand procession.
Even from a distance, Lin Li could still hear the nurses’ laughter trailing behind them.
Back at the Lin Family mansion, Lin Li locked himself in his room.
Suddenly, he thought about the hospital incident. From the moment his condition was exposed to the completion of his examination, barely two or three hours had passed.
How did the nurses find out so quickly?
Did that mean the whole internet already knew?
His hands trembling, he opened Weibo.
There, he saw his name dominating the top ten trending searches—each one related to his failed marriage, infertility, becoming a eunuch, and bribery scandals.
He had originally had millions of followers, but over 500,000 had already unfollowed him.
He downloaded HuYin.
The first video that popped up was also about his wedding, with over a million likes!
Every other social media platform was flooded with news about him.
Even if he spent money to remove the trending topics or hired PR teams to clean up his image, it was already too late.
His reputation was completely ruined.
Now, there was no way he could marry a wealthy, influential woman to secure her support.
"Ah—!"
Lin Li snapped, slamming his phone onto the floor.
He then went on a rampage, sweeping everything off his desk in a furious crash.
"Lin Xuan!"
Veins bulged on Lin Li’s forehead as he spat out each word through clenched teeth. "Just you wait!"
"I’ll make you suffer everything I’ve endured—a hundred, a thousand, a million times worse!"
"The day Su Hua abandons you will be the beginning of your misery!"
This grudge—
He would settle it.
Meanwhile, Feng Yaya was taken back to the Feng Family by Feng Weimin.
"Yaya," Feng Weimin said gently, "Dad knows how much you loved Lin Li. If you’re hurting, it’s okay to cry."
"Dad," Feng Yaya said solemnly, "I need you to look into something for me."
"What is it?" Feng Weimin frowned.
Feng Yaya replied, "During the time Lin Li was on that exchange program in the U.S., I was harassed by some thugs. I want you to check if Lin Li hired them on purpose."
Lin Li had appeared like a hero that day, and she had developed feelings for him ever since.
Later, whenever she was mocked for her weight, Lin Li always stood up for her.
That was when she fell for him completely.
Before, she had trusted Lin Li blindly because of her idealized image of him. But now, she couldn’t shake the feeling that it had all been a scheme.
From saving her to marrying her—everything had been a calculated move.
Lin Li’s goal was to control her and eventually take over Feng Corporation.
"Alright, Dad will get to the bottom of this," Feng Weimin said firmly.
"Dad," Feng Yaya added, "there’s one more thing I need you to check."
She told Feng Weimin about her childhood memories.
Feng Weimin frowned. "That was so long ago. It might be hard to find anything."
"Dad, you just need to look into one person," Feng Yaya said with a faint smile.
"Who?" Feng Weimin asked, puzzled.
Feng Yaya: "Lin Xuan."
Lin Xuan?
Feng Weimin’s brows furrowed.
He remembered Lin Xuan vividly—a rising star in the business world, no, a genius.
In less than a year, he had turned Tianmu Group from a fledgling startup into a nationally renowned corporation.
The HuYin app was used by nearly a third of the country’s netizens, and its user base was still growing rapidly.
Not to mention—
Tianmu Group’s recent films and TV shows had achieved massive profits with minimal budgets, dominating the entertainment industry so fiercely that even Starlight Group couldn’t compete.
At the wedding, Lin Xuan had even made a striking impression in front of Su Hua.
Feng Weimin had a favorable opinion of him.
"Yaya, are you saying Lin Xuan might be the boy you often met when you were little?" Feng Weimin asked.
"I don’t know," Feng Yaya shook her head. "But I have a feeling it’s him."
If it was… that would be wonderful.
Feng Yaya’s mind drifted to Lin Xuan’s face, and a faint blush crept onto her cheeks.
"Alright, alright," Feng Weimin chuckled. "Dad will look into it right away."
He could tell Lin Xuan had good character—someone truly dependable.
If Yaya had feelings for him and they could be together, that would be perfect.
But…
Feng Weimin glanced at his daughter’s plump figure, his frown deepening.
Lin Xuan was handsome and successful. Could he really fall for his daughter?
Feng Weimin didn’t want to force Lin Xuan into anything. If Lin Xuan wasn’t willing, his daughter wouldn’t be happy marrying him anyway.
He immediately sent someone to investigate.
Over at Su Corporation—
Jiang Qing was buried in paperwork, swamped with tasks.
"Secretary Jiang," an executive hurried over with a document. Just as he raised his hand to knock, Jiang Qing set down her pen, rubbing her temples.
"No need. President Su isn’t here."
"Again?" The executive frowned. "Where is she?"
Jiang Qing sighed. "With her boyfriend."
Honestly.
The President used to be a workaholic. Now? Work took a backseat—Lin Xuan came first.
Jiang Qing couldn’t help but wonder—
President Su and Lin Xuan had been holed up in the Xuanhua Villa for three whole days.
Had he been completely drained yet?
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 bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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!
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
