Professor Chen looked toward the villa entrance and immediately spotted Lin Xuan, dressed in a white casual outfit, wearing a watch on his left wrist, and scrolling through his phone with his head lowered.
His eyes lit up instantly.
He strode forward briskly, his steps so light and swift that even the chronic pain in his old, aching legs seemed to fade away.
"Lin Xuan, my dear student," Professor Chen greeted with a beaming smile.
Lin Xuan raised his head and saw a middle-aged man with a receding hairline and graying strands standing before him. The man’s overly friendly grin radiated warmth—too much warmth.
Instantly, Lin Xuan’s guard went up.
Why did Professor Chen give off such a suspiciously ingratiating vibe?
"Professor Chen," Lin Xuan responded cautiously, "were you looking for me?"
"Indeed, Lin Xuan. You missed my class today, so I had no choice but to come find you," Professor Chen said, still grinning. "There’s a small matter I need your help with."
His tone was practically sycophantic.
As he spoke, he eagerly pulled out a set of pre-written computer science problems.
Just then, Su Hua emerged from the villa.
The crowd of Lin Xuan’s admirers lingering outside the villa quickly scattered at the sight of Su Hua.
They couldn’t let the CEO know they idolized—or worse, secretly harbored feelings for—Lin Xuan.
Su Hua’s jealousy was notorious.
If she found out, they’d be in deep trouble.
At that moment, a melodious female voice called from behind Lin Xuan, "A-Xuan."
Professor Chen frowned.
Why was there a woman here?
Su Hua walked straight to Lin Xuan’s side and looped her arm through his.
The moment Professor Chen recognized her, his face stiffened.
Who could’ve told him that CEO Su was staying in this very villa with Lin Xuan?
Had he just wasted hours waiting for nothing?
But that wasn’t the real issue. The real problem was that after today, Lin Xuan might not set foot on campus again until graduation.
Who else could solve these computer science puzzles for him?
Lin Xuan introduced, "Hua Bao, this is Professor Chen, one of my instructors."
Su Hua gave a slight nod.
"CEO Su, it’s an honor," Professor Chen said with deference. As the largest shareholder of Qinghua University, Su Hua was technically his boss. He had to show her utmost respect.
Lin Xuan asked, puzzled, "Professor Chen, you mentioned needing my help earlier. Hua Bao and I are about to leave, so if there’s something urgent, you should say it now."
With Su Hua present, he doubted the professor would dare bring it up.
"Oh, it’s nothing pressing," Professor Chen chuckled nervously. "If we cross paths again, we can address it then."
What else could he say?
Solving these problems would take Lin Xuan at least half an hour. He couldn’t possibly monopolize Lin Xuan’s time right in front of Su Hua—unless he had a death wish.
With that, Professor Chen made a swift escape.
Lin Xuan watched him go, baffled.
Hadn’t Professor Chen always complained about leg pain? He usually hobbled slowly to class.
Now, his legs seemed perfectly fine.
"A-Xuan, let’s go," Su Hua urged.
It was class time, and groups of female students were passing by, their gazes lingering on Lin Xuan with unmistakable infatuation.
The sight made Su Hua’s mood sour.
She wanted to whisk Lin Xuan away as quickly as possible.
"Alright," Lin Xuan agreed, tearing his gaze from the retreating professor.
The driver who had brought Su Hua had already returned to Night Garden as instructed.
Su Hua settled into the passenger seat of the Koenigsegg.
Lin Xuan drove her to the orphanage.
The director, Chen Hong, stepped out to greet them. His hair had grayed considerably, but his eyes brightened at the sight of Lin Xuan.
"Xiao Xuan, you’re here!"
Chen Hong looked at Lin Xuan with pride.
Among all the orphans who had grown up here, Lin Xuan was the most accomplished.
He was also exceptionally grateful—volunteering at the orphanage when he had little money and, even after becoming successful, sending generous donations and supplies despite his busy schedule.
Few others showed such dedication.
Chen Ling had been reading in her room when she heard her father call Lin Xuan’s name. Excited, she dashed out in her pink dress.
"Brother Lin Xuan, you came!"
Her smile was radiant.
But then she noticed Su Hua clinging to Lin Xuan’s arm, and her pupils constricted.
Who was this woman?
Why did she seem so intimate with Brother Lin Xuan?
She had always assumed he was single.
Chen Ling clenched her fists.
This woman was dazzling.
Chen Ling had always considered herself pretty and well-proportioned, but next to Su Hua, she felt like dirt compared to the moon.
Su Hua’s innate elegance and noble aura were overwhelming.
And she looked so perfectly matched with Brother Lin Xuan.
Su Hua narrowed her eyes dangerously as she observed Chen Ling.
This girl’s gaze as she looked at her and A-Xuan was all wrong.
Another admirer, it seemed.
A-Xuan really was too charming—women fell for him everywhere he went.
Lin Xuan frowned.
Why did the air suddenly feel so chilly?
He rubbed his arms unconsciously.
Chen Hong also noticed Su Hua and asked hesitantly, "Lin Xuan, is this a relative of yours?"
Deep down, he already suspected the answer, but he hoped Su Hua was just a cousin or distant family member.
His daughter was infatuated with Lin Xuan—to the point of obsession—and he had always wished the two could be together.
Lin Xuan introduced, "Director, this is my girlfriend, Su Hua. In the future, she’ll also be my wife."
The moment he finished speaking, the chill in the air dissipated.
Lin Xuan glanced at Su Hua, puzzled.
Had the coldness just now been because of Hua Bao?
That couldn’t be.
He hadn’t done anything to upset her… right? Maybe he was overthinking it.
Hearing Lin Xuan’s answer, Chen Hong turned to his daughter and saw her face pale.
"Ling'er, don’t you have exams coming up soon? Go prepare," Chen Hong urged.
He didn’t want Chen Ling to stay and watch Lin Xuan and Su Hua’s affectionate display—it would only hurt her.
Chen Ling shook her head. "Dad, I’m not taking the exams. I’m going for my master’s."
She had already passed the entrance exam for Qinghua University’s graduate program and would start in a few months.
Given Lin Xuan’s brilliance, he would surely pursue further studies too. Then, they’d be at the same university again—maybe even work at Tianmu Group together someday.
She had originally planned to start working early to prove her worth to Lin Xuan. But now that he had a girlfriend…
She feared he might marry someday, cutting off her chances completely. At least in Qinghua, she could still be near him.
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.”
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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?"
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
