Jiang Yutong said, "Lin Xuan is kind and capable. Most importantly, I feel an innate closeness to him, as if we were real siblings."
Jiang Manting nodded in agreement at Jiang Yutong's words.
She also found Lin Xuan very endearing.
Oddly enough, even though Lin Li was her actual cousin, she didn’t feel the same warmth toward him.
Grandpa Jiang chuckled warmly. "I also have a very good impression of that boy, Lin Xuan."
After all, Lin Xuan had saved his life—twice.
Without him, the old man would have long been dead.
Lin Li watched the scene unfold with darkened eyes.
Just as he thought.
Lin Xuan, connected to them by blood, effortlessly won their affection without lifting a finger.
Meanwhile, he, Lin Li, had spent months trailing after the Jiang family, fawning and flattering, just to earn a sliver of their goodwill.
And Jiang Yutong!
She hadn’t even spared him a proper glance!
"Grandpa," Jiang Yutong walked over, looping her arm around Grandpa Jiang’s and pouting playfully, "Since Lin Xuan is so wonderful, why don’t you make him your grandson?"
Grandpa Jiang stroked his chin thoughtfully.
Having Lin Xuan as his grandson—that didn’t sound bad at all.
"Alright, alright," Grandpa Jiang replied with a grin. "As long as he agrees, I’ll gladly take him as my grandson!"
Jiang Yutong hadn’t expected Grandpa Jiang to agree so readily.
In the past, when distant relatives had tried offering their sons—claiming that the Jiang family only had granddaughters who would eventually marry away—and suggesting a grandson could carry on the family name and care for Grandpa Jiang in his old age…
What had her grandfather done then?
He’d chased them out with a broom.
She had worried he might refuse her request to adopt Lin Xuan as a brother, thinking she’d have to wear him down.
Yet here he was, agreeing without hesitation…
"Grandpa, why did you say yes so easily?" Jiang Yutong asked, surprised.
"Why would I refuse?" Grandpa Jiang’s face softened with affection at the thought of Lin Xuan. "That boy is capable, virtuous—having a grandson like him would be a blessing."
"Then it’s settled! No take-backs, Grandpa. Once I bring Lin Xuan home, you have to accept him," Jiang Yutong declared.
"Fine, fine, no take-backs," Grandpa Jiang agreed, chuckling.
"Pinky promise!"
Jiang Yutong stuck out her right pinky.
Grandpa Jiang laughed and hooked his own pinky around hers.
Jiang Yutong beamed with joy.
Perfect. Now that Grandpa was on board, all that was left was Lin Xuan’s approval.
A surge of panic rose in Lin Li’s heart.
They were all ready to accept Lin Xuan as family? If Lin Xuan, abandoned by Su Hua, turned to the Jiangs for support…
With a new powerful backer, how could Lin Li ever retaliate against him?
Lin Li gritted his teeth.
No.
He couldn’t let this happen.
He had to find a way to tarnish Lin Xuan’s reputation in their eyes—make them reconsider adopting him.
Jiang Manting frowned. "Cousin, are you okay? You look pale."
"It’s nothing," Lin Li forced a smile. "Just a stomachache. No need to worry, Cousin Manting."
"Let me have the servants fetch you some medicine," Jiang Manting offered.
"Alright." Lin Li nodded.
After taking the medicine with water, Jiang Manting urged, "Cousin Li, you should rest. There’s still the family banquet tonight."
"Mm. I’ll head home to rest," Lin Li said.
"Why not stay here?" Jiang Manting pressed.
Lin Li replied, "My mother hasn’t been in good spirits lately. I should keep her company."
"Very well. I’ll have the driver take you," Jiang Manting conceded.
Notably, Grandpa Jiang remained silent the entire time Jiang Shuqin was mentioned.
Lin Li returned to the Lin residence.
By evening, he was dressed in a crisp white suit, ready to leave.
A smug smile played on his lips.
Tonight, the Jiangs would introduce him to all of Yundu City’s elite.
The Jiang family’s status was second only to the Su family.
With the prestige of being Grandpa Jiang’s grandson, he’d be the center of attention.
Investors would flock to him, eager to curry favor with the Jiangs.
The thought of those who’d once looked down on him now groveling at his feet made his grin widen.
"Li’er, where are you going?" Jiang Shuqin asked, frowning.
"A friend is being formally recognized by his grandfather. I’m attending the banquet," Lin Li answered.
"Li’er, after yesterday’s kidnapping, shouldn’t you rest? Skip the banquet," Jiang Shuqin pleaded, gripping his hand.
"Mom," Lin Li reassured her, "it’s still early, and the venue is in a busy area. Criminals wouldn’t dare act so boldly. Don’t worry."
"Fine. But stay safe, and call me if anything happens," Jiang Shuqin fretted.
"I will." Lin Li nodded.
"Mom, I’m off then."
"Go on." Jiang Shuqin watched him leave with maternal warmth.
Meanwhile, Lin Xuan, who had been lounging on the sofa in Night Garden scrolling through his phone, stood up and straightened his clothes.
"It’s about time I paid Jiang Shuqin a visit."
Butler Wang’s eyes gleamed.
Young Master Lin never did anything without reason.
His instincts told him drama was afoot.
"Young Master Lin, since you’re leaving, and I’ll be bored here alone… mind if I tag along?" Butler Wang asked with a grin.
Following Young Master Lin was always a guaranteed spectacle.
Lin Xuan nodded. "Sure, come along."
"Thank you, Young Master!"
Butler Wang’s face lit up.
Young Master Lin and the young miss were meant to be—locked in forever!
He couldn’t let Young Master Lin slip away. Where else would he get his daily dose of juicy drama?
After Lin Li’s departure, the spacious villa felt emptier than ever, with only Jiang Shuqin and two servants remaining.
Once, there had been five servants, but after Starlight Group’s bankruptcy, three had been let go.
Jiang Shuqin’s heart ached with loneliness.
Distracting herself, she turned on the TV, engrossed in the latest absurdly dramatic soap opera.
"Tell me, isn’t this mother just stupid?" Jiang Shuqin complained to Nanny Zhao. "The son she adopted is actually her husband’s love child with his mistress, and she has no idea!"
"Even the ‘life-saving favor’ was staged by the mistress. So dumb, so dumb!"
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!
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!"
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
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."
