Lin Xuan's gaze wavered.
If he nodded and admitted it outright, wouldn’t that make him seem overly sentimental?
But Su Hua was his girlfriend, and in the future, she would be his wife, the mother of his children. Admitting it shouldn’t be a big deal.
"That’s right, I don’t want other men seeing you like this," Lin Xuan said, pulling Su Hua’s slender waist closer with a firm hand. "Because you’re mine, and mine alone."
Su Hua smirked, her red lips curling mischievously. "But today, I’m afraid I can’t grant your wish, Ah Xuan."
When she had stepped out of the fitting room wearing that dress earlier, his eyes had lit up.
She had big plans for that dress, so she absolutely had to buy it.
"Wrap it up, please," Su Hua instructed the sales assistant.
"Yes, ma’am."
The sales assistant beamed as she packaged the dress.
Lin Xuan frowned.
Su Hua had always been obedient to him. In the past, she would have agreed without hesitation.
But this time, she was adamant about buying it.
Lin Xuan couldn’t figure out why, so he assumed she simply loved the miniskirt and wanted it for herself.
Remembering the other miniskirts he had picked out for her, Lin Xuan decided against letting her try them on and handed them back to the sales assistant.
"Put these away."
Su Hua walked over, glanced at the clothes in the assistant’s hands, and raised an eyebrow. "Ah Xuan, you don’t think these look good, do you?"
"Right," Lin Xuan said, avoiding her gaze. "They’re just average. No point wasting time trying them on."
"On the contrary, I think they’re quite nice. I’ll try them," Su Hua said with a playful smile.
"Hand them to me," she told the sales assistant.
"Yes, ma’am."
The assistant nodded and passed the clothes to Su Hua.
One by one, Su Hua tried on all three outfits. Not only that, she even asked the assistant to bring her more miniskirts in different colors and styles.
Lin Xuan watched, his temples throbbing.
Why was Su Hua buying so many miniskirts?
Was she changing her fashion sense, or…
Suddenly, he recalled the time she had seduced him while wearing a miniskirt.
Damn!
That had to be it.
No wonder her eyes had gleamed when she saw these skirts earlier—she was plotting something.
No way. He needed to keep her busy today, tire her out so she wouldn’t have the energy to unleash any surprises.
"Wrap all of these up," Su Hua ordered.
"Of course, miss."
The sales assistant couldn’t stop smiling. Each outfit cost over 100,000 yuan, and Su Hua was buying them without hesitation.
With this sale, her commission for the day would surpass her usual monthly salary and bonuses combined.
"I’ll pay," Lin Xuan said.
Though Su Hua had more money than she could ever spend, he still wanted to foot the bill.
Aside from the allowance she gave him, his own savings amounted to billions.
Spending this much was nothing to him.
"Check us out," Lin Xuan said grandly, handing his bank card to the assistant.
The assistant glanced enviously at Su Hua.
No wonder she could splurge like this—her boyfriend was footing the bill.
A handsome, wealthy, and charismatic man like him… this woman was truly lucky.
Su Hua’s eyes curved slightly.
The feeling of shopping freely while her boyfriend paid was rather nice.
"Sir, the total is 4.2 million yuan," the assistant said, taking the card.
After processing the payment, she quickly returned it to Lin Xuan.
"Here’s your card. Have a wonderful day, sir and miss."
The assistant was practically glowing. These two were her lucky stars.
In all her years working here, she had never seen anyone buy so much at once.
Lin Xuan and Su Hua didn’t carry the shopping bags themselves—their plainly dressed bodyguards took care of that.
Nearby, a few women watched, their voices dripping with envy.
"Another gold digger. Buying so much without a care—doesn’t she worry he’ll get fed up? Women like her will never be taken seriously by wealthy families. At best, she’ll be a mistress."
"Exactly. Look at that seductive vixen. Who knows how many men she’s slept with?"
"Tch. A woman like her will be dumped sooner or later. While she’s young, she can rely on her looks to trap men. But once she’s old, who’d want her?"
A young man passing by overheard and rolled his eyes.
"Sour grapes much? Your jealousy is practically flooding the mall. Calling her a mistress? If that man offered you the same deal, you’d be crawling to him in a heartbeat."
"You—!" The women’s faces twisted in fury.
"Hit a nerve, didn’t I?" The young man scoffed. "You’re just bitter. His girlfriend is gorgeous and elegant. Even if you threw yourselves at him, he wouldn’t spare you a glance."
A few bystanders burst into laughter.
"Who do you think you are? This is none of your business!" one woman snapped.
"Call me the Unofficial Justice Bringer. Specializing in putting entitled princesses in their place," he said smugly as he walked away.
Meanwhile, Lin Xuan and Su Hua passed by a lingerie store.
"Ah Xuan, I think it’s time to update my lingerie collection," Su Hua said, her eyes glinting.
Lin Xuan puffed out his chest. "Then let’s buy some!"
Now that he was loaded, she could spend his money however she pleased.
Hand in hand, they entered the store.
Su Hua picked out a few practical sets.
Noticing how affectionate they were, the sales assistant smiled. "Sir, miss, we also carry some… special pieces for couples. Would you like to take a look?"
Lin Xuan: "!!!"
This looked like a normal lingerie shop—how did they have those?
Every time Su Hua wore something like that, his kidneys suffered.
No way. They couldn’t buy any.
"N—"
Before he could finish, Su Hua cut in. "Please show us."
"Right this way," the assistant said, gesturing toward the back.
She led them to a secluded section filled with an array of provocative outfits—maid costumes, kitten and bunny sets, sheer lace dresses, and more.
Lin Xuan: "!!!"
So. Many.

agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)

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?"

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?"