Lin Li walked up to Feng Yaya and spoke coldly.
Feng Yaya had once loved Lin Li, so she recognized his voice immediately.
"Are you Lin Li?" Feng Yaya frowned as she asked.
"That's right, it's me," Lin Li nodded.
Feng Yaya's brows furrowed tightly.
She remembered that the Starlight Group had gone bankrupt. Even if it hadn't, given the Lin family's standing in high society, they wouldn’t have been qualified to attend the Jiang Family's banquet.
So how did Lin Li end up here?
Lin Li smirked smugly. "Feng Yaya, I bet you're wondering how I got here."
"Then let me tell you," he said, his lips curling in satisfaction. "Aside from being a Lin, I’m also the grandson the Jiang Family is recognizing today."
Feng Yaya’s frown deepened.
A man like Lin Li, with his terrible character, was actually the Jiang Family’s grandson?
"Feng Yaya," Lin Li tilted his chin up arrogantly, "you still haven’t found a boyfriend willing to be with you, have you?"
Feng Yaya pressed her lips together.
Since breaking off her engagement with Lin Li, she hadn’t been in a relationship—but that was because she was waiting for Lin Xuan.
Once she lost weight, she would confess to him.
She knew that with her current appearance, someone as handsome, capable, and outstanding as Lin Xuan would never like her.
She had to wait until she was thinner.
Lin Li sneered. "Feng Yaya, let me tell you—no one else would ever want you. If you had married me back then, you’d have been connected to the Jiang Family by now."
"Lin Li, don’t flatter yourself," Feng Yaya retorted coldly. "Even if every other man in the world died, I’d never be with you."
With that, she walked past him.
Lin Li glared at her retreating figure, his expression darkening.
One day, he’d make her regret calling off their engagement.
Lin Xuan stepped into the banquet.
Many women in the room immediately noticed him.
"Oh my god, that man is so incredibly handsome! Who is he?"
"You don’t know? That’s Lin Xuan, a senior at Shangqing University. He’s a famous computer genius and the young founder of Skyline Group."
"Skyline Group is his?" A well-dressed woman gasped in shock.
Many of the hottest celebrities were signed under Skyline Group, and their app, TigerVoice, had over 300 million users.
Who in Xia Country hadn’t heard of Skyline Group?
She never expected its founder to be this young.
Lin Li, surrounded by CEOs and basking in their flattery, was too absorbed in conversation to notice Lin Xuan’s arrival.
"Mr. Lin, since you’re graduating soon, what are your plans?" the CEO of Oceanic Group asked.
Lin Li replied, "I plan to start my own business."
"Entrepreneurship is great! Young people like you have vision and drive," the CEO praised.
"If you ever need investors or assistance, don’t hesitate to reach out to me."
"Same here, Mr. Lin. Feel free to contact me anytime."
The other CEOs eagerly curried favor with Lin Li.
Since it was hard to get close to the Jiang Family, befriending Lin Li was the next best thing.
Lin Li smiled. "Then I’ll trouble you all in the future."
Meanwhile, the socialites couldn’t take their eyes off Lin Xuan.
They couldn’t help but think—
A man this talented and handsome… if only they could marry him.
With that thought, they flocked toward him.
"Mr. Lin, hello! I’m Chen Mengmeng, heiress of the Chen Group. I’ve read your novels—I’m a huge fan! Could I add you on WeChat?" Chen Mengmeng blushed as she lowered her head.
"Yaya!" He Jialing spotted Lin Xuan and gasped. "Look, isn’t that your crush, Lin Xuan?"
Feng Yaya quickly turned.
It really was him!
Her heart pounded wildly the moment she saw him.
She hadn’t expected Lin Xuan to be at the banquet.
After not seeing him for a while, he was just as breathtakingly handsome as she remembered.
Especially his eyes—just looking into them made her pulse race.
"Yaya, this is your chance! Go talk to him!" He Jialing nudged her.
Feng Yaya desperately wanted to approach him.
But seeing him surrounded by so many beautiful, slender women from prestigious families made her hesitate.
She clenched her fists.
Lin Xuan was extraordinary—of course he’d have admirers. Compared to them, she was just an ugly, overweight nobody.
If she went up to him now, he wouldn’t even glance her way. Worse, she’d leave a terrible impression.
No.
She couldn’t face him yet.
"Yaya, what are you waiting for? Go!" He Jialing urged.
"Jialing, I want to lose weight first before talking to him," Feng Yaya murmured.
"That’ll take forever! What if he starts dating someone else by then?" He Jialing argued.
Feng Yaya’s grip tightened.
Of course she was afraid of that.
But if she approached him now, looking like this, she’d ruin any chance she had with him.
"I still think it’s better to wait," she insisted.
The banquet hall wasn’t that big—if she stayed, she might bump into him.
She needed an excuse to leave.
"Jialing, I have something urgent at home. I need to go." She hurried toward the exit.
He Jialing knew she was running away again.
Watching her flee, she stomped her foot.
"Feng Yaya, you coward!"
He Jialing chased after her.
Feng Yaya glanced back at Lin Xuan one last time, her heart aching.
Lin Xuan, wait for me.
I’ll come back as the best version of myself.
Jiang Yutong stepped out of the restroom and saw the crowd of women around Lin Xuan.
Thanks to Yanlin Zhichen, Timid Girl, Little Panda06, Cloud Code, and other sweethearts for the gifts.
Goodnight, everyone!
(Note: The last few lines appear to be unrelated author notes and have been translated as-is.)
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!"
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.”
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?"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
