"Uncle." Su Hua crouched in front of Su Hai.
Her eyes curved gently as she smiled warmly, "I was planning to keep you around for a while longer, but who told you to dare harm my Ah Xuan?"
"Uncle, since you dared to send people to capture him, you must now enjoy the fate of being cut into a thousand pieces." Su Hua used the knife in her hand to lift Su Hai's chin.
The cold blade touched Su Hai's chin, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably.
"Su Hua, I'm your uncle! Let me go, and I promise I'll never oppose you again," Su Hai pleaded.
After entering the Night Garden, his limbs had gone weak. Compared to death, he was more terrified of being tortured by Su Hua.
"Uncle, it's too late for that."
Su Hua's face still wore a smile, her beauty dazzling. Any man who saw her would be tempted to keep her for himself.
But to Su Hai, her current appearance was like a devil returned from hell.
Beside them, a black tiger was held on a leash by a bodyguard, staring at Su Hai with predatory eyes.
"My dear uncle, just enjoy this moment of being tortured by me." The tip of the knife lightly traced Su Hai's face, drawing beads of blood.
"Su Hua, please spare me, please spare me," Su Hai begged incessantly.
Su Hua licked her lips, her eyes filled with excitement.
She loved tormenting people.
The more afraid they were, the more thrilled she became.
She loved blood and adored watching her victims struggle in their final moments.
Su Hua's face twisted into a sinister smile as she continued to carve into Su Hai's face, one cut after another. Su Hai, held down by two bodyguards, couldn't break free and could only stare at Su Hua in terror.
The stinging pain on his face and the bullet wound on his wrist made his entire body shake with agony.
At one point, the pain became so unbearable that he passed out.
"Wake him up," Su Hua ordered coldly.
"Splash." The prepared ice-cold saltwater was poured over Su Hai's body.
By now, Su Hai's face was covered in cuts from Su Hua's knife, completely unrecognizable from his original appearance.
Su Hai was tortured to the brink of despair.
"Su Hua, your uncle admits his mistakes. I don’t beg for my life anymore," Su Hai stammered, his lips trembling as he struggled to speak. "I only beg you, Hua'er, to give me a quick death."
There was nothing more painful than being tortured endlessly while awaiting death.
"Uncle, why the rush? This is just the beginning."
Su Hua curled her lips into a smile. Since Ah Xuan wasn’t coming home for dinner tonight, she had all the time in the world to torment him.
Under Su Hai's horrified gaze, Su Hua continued to carve into his body, one cut after another.
Lin Xuan stepped out of the cake shop, holding a cake he had put a lot of effort into. He had even crafted a little figurine of Su Hua.
On his way back, he stopped to buy a bouquet of roses.
As he left the flower shop and was about to get into his car, he ran into Qin Ruoyao.
Qin Ruoyao looked at him with the eyes of a betrayed lover.
Lin Xuan cursed inwardly, thinking how unlucky he was.
He tried to leave, but Qin Ruoyao blocked his path.
"Lin Xuan, why are you treating me like this? You used to love me so much. Why are you with another woman now?"
"Is this cake for her?" Qin Ruoyao's face was filled with hurt.
"Lin Xuan, I’ve fallen for you now. Be with me, okay?" Qin Ruoyao grabbed Lin Xuan's hand, pleading desperately.
Lin Xuan instinctively shook off her hand. He knew Su Hua's bodyguards were nearby, and he was worried that this scene might be captured and sent to Su Hua.
"Miss Qin, please respect yourself. I have a girlfriend," Lin Xuan said coldly.
"Lin Xuan, do you have to speak to me like this?" Qin Ruoyao bit her lip, her voice filled with grievance.
These days, she had been following the news on Weibo. The Palm Novel website had been trending multiple times, and its development was booming.
Qin Ruoyao knew that Lin Xuan had succeeded in his entrepreneurial venture, which only strengthened her desire to be with him.
"What else should I say?" Lin Xuan retorted.
"Qin Ruoyao, don’t you think you’re being shameless? When I liked you, I chased after you like a lovesick fool, and you always looked down on me. Now that I don’t like you anymore, you’re chasing after me."
Lin Xuan, I just didn’t understand my feelings before. It’s only now that I’ve realized I like you, Qin Ruoyao said with a deeply emotional and affectionate expression.
Lin Xuan’s lips curled into a cold smile. "Qin Ruoyao, compared to me, you love money more. Stop pretending here. Don’t think I don’t know about your affair with Lin Li. On the day of our wedding, you two went to a hotel and slept together, didn’t you?"
Qin Ruoyao’s eyes widened in shock.
How did he know? When did he find out?
Her face turned pale in an instant.
"Lin Xuan, don’t misunderstand," Qin Ruoyao said nervously. "I like you more. I just took a wrong turn back then. If you don’t want me to be involved with him, I’m willing to cut ties with Lin Li for you."
Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow as he noticed a man approaching them.
"Well, isn’t this my dear brother, Lin Li? Qin Ruoyao, why don’t you go and make things clear with him right now?"
Qin Ruoyao stiffly turned her head and saw Lin Li standing there.
She liked Lin Xuan, but Lin Li was the future heir to the Lin Group, which promised her a life of wealth. She didn’t want to let go of Lin Li either.
“Since you can’t bring yourself to cut ties with Lin Li, stop putting on this act of deep affection in front of me. It disgusts me.”
Lin Xuan pushed Qin Ruoyao aside, got into his car, and stepped on the gas, heading straight for the Night Garden.
Lin Li walked over to Qin Ruoyao.
"Ruoyao, was that Lin Xuan just now?" Lin Li asked.
"Yes," Qin Ruoyao replied, pretending to be nonchalant. "I just had a chat with him."
Lin Li wrapped his arm around Qin Ruoyao. "Ruoyao, do you like Lin Xuan?"
"No, I don’t, Brother Li. Don’t misunderstand," Qin Ruoyao quickly denied.
"Silly girl, I like you. How could I not know what’s on your mind?" Lin Li smiled dotingly. "If you like him, go ahead and chase him. No matter what, I’ll always be here for you."
Only if Qin Ruoyao got together with Lin Xuan would that woman abandon him. And once Lin Xuan lost his wealthy patron, he would be left in poverty.
"Brother Li, you’re so good to me," Qin Ruoyao said, moved, as she hugged Lin Li tightly.
A hint of disgust flashed in Lin Li’s eyes.
Lin Xuan returned to the Night Garden.
The living room was filled with the pungent smell of blood.
Su Hai lay on the ground, barely alive after being tortured.
"Su Hua, even as a ghost… I won’t let you go…" Su Hai gritted his teeth.
Su Hua, now bored, plunged the knife into Su Hai’s chest. Blood splattered, staining Su Hua’s face.
With a smile on her lips and her face covered in blood, Su Hua looked like a blooming 'Mandragora'— dangerous and mesmerizing.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
