"Oh~~~"
"Alright, bro, I think I get what you're saying. You mean you were abandoned by your parents as a kid, lived with relatives, had a rough time, and then your parents had a change of heart and took you back. They’re loaded, but you’re miserable—is that the gist of it?"
Classic long-winded opener. After saying it, it felt like his soul had ascended.
It was like strolling through the forests of Norway, taking a deep breath, and feeling the wrinkles on his brain gently smoothed out, leaving it as slick as a koala’s—so smooth a fly would slip right off.
Ye Cheng couldn’t help but laugh.
What the hell kind of nonsense is this?
Is the gap between people really this huge?
Lin Baizhi’s words reminded Ye Cheng of some reality show survey he’d seen before—something about how the poor are living it up while the rich suffer, or how rich kids are the real victims, with depression rates highest among second-generation wealth.
Oh, for crying out loud!
Is this even human talk? It’s not like I don’t have depression—I just can’t afford a therapist! My blood pressure’s already high, and seeing the consultation fees makes it spike even more. What’s the point of living? Might as well jump off a bridge!
These spoiled rich girls really have nothing better to do than whine about non-existent problems.
A couple days hauling crates at a shady labor agency would straighten her right out—guaranteed cure. All that sadness? Gone by the end of the shift. All she’d want is a shower and a good night’s sleep.
"Mhm, sniff…" Lin Baizhi’s eyes were red, her voice choked up, looking utterly pitiful.
Ye Cheng took a deep drag of his "Rich Girl Ice Cream"-flavored cigarette, furrowing his brows in thought.
"So you’re saying you can’t even handle pirated games?"
Lin Baizhi blinked, not quite understanding what Ye Cheng meant by "pirated," and just stared at him, quietly inhaling his scent.
It smelled like him—so nice. But… this cigarette? Something’s off. It smells like a woman’s perfume?
A woman’s intuition is scarily accurate, like Ye Cheng’s passive skills "Killer Intent Detection" and "Tears of the Poor"—both unnervingly on point.
Though she’d never interacted much with rich girls, something about the cigarette’s scent rubbed Lin Baizhi the wrong way.
She had poor health and hated smoke, hated smokers—unless that smoker was Ye Cheng.
Instinctively, all she felt was heartache.
Smoking was just a way to cope, a temporary escape from life’s troubles. Ye Cheng had been alone all these years—of course he’d struggle. So what if he smoked?
What Lin Baizhi didn’t know was that Ye Cheng smoked purely out of boredom. Plus, the "cigarettes" his cheat system gave him were harmless—might as well enjoy them.
As for why it was "Rich Girl Ice Cream" flavor? Don’t ask.
Ye Cheng had originally gone for his usual "Iced Tea" flavor, but Lin Baizhi suddenly popping up behind him startled him, and somehow, the flavor switched.
What are the odds?
He took a puff, found it weird, then took another… and another… and another…
The rich scent of leather mixed with the girl’s natural perfume—instantly conjuring images of some haughty young mistress looking down on him, calling him an idiot.
One puff of this? Pure bliss.
"Alright, bro, if you really can’t handle it, just transfer the account to me. I’ve been broke my whole life—stable poverty, you know? I’d love to experience the rich kid life. Let me shoulder your pain!"
Ye Cheng put on his most "loyal and righteous" face.
Lin Baizhi blinked. "Don’t you want me to buy life insurance first, with you as the beneficiary?"
"Nah nah nah, insurance is peanuts these days. Dying’s only worth like a million tops—better to sell the parts separately. Just gimme the account, way faster… Though, damn, you’re a genius for thinking of that." Ye Cheng’s eyes shone with approval, like he was saying, "You’re learning, kid."
Lin Baizhi felt inexplicably disappointed. She’d hoped her words might trigger some memory in Ye Cheng, but… no luck?
"My birthday’s coming up. Can you give me a present?"
After a pause, Lin Baizhi suddenly changed the subject, staring at Ye Cheng with pleading eyes, her voice tinged with desperation.
"I don’t have anything valuable on me. How about I just say ‘Happy Birthday’ as your gift?" Ye Cheng tried bargaining.
Lin Baizhi: "…"
Her face visibly puffed up with anger—clearly not an acceptable solution.
"No. I want a real gift. Boys can’t be this stingy, or no girl will like you!" Her gaze turned accusing.
"Why would I want girls to like me?" Ye Cheng blinked, answering with "innocent" confusion.
Lin Baizhi: "???"
For the first time in days, genuine horror flashed in her eyes. Ye Cheng’s reply might as well have been, "I’m not into women." Terrifying!
Lin Baizhi started regretting not neutering Da Huang when she had the chance. If only she’d taken precautions, then big brother would…
Da Huang never imagined his dog life would include such an undeserved crisis, suddenly targeted by an overly possessive yandere.
Da Huang: Miss, I’m a dog. A male dog. Isn’t your concern a bit excessive?
Luckily, she snapped out of it quickly, reassured that Ye Cheng’s orientation was fine—otherwise, he wouldn’t have said those things to Dongfang Zhixia in front of everyone at the start of term.
Big brother was normal. Just… with some unique tastes. Like that line, "I’m destined to be the Student Council President’s dog," which had left Lin Baizhi speechless.
So, he liked strong, arrogant, self-centered women? If that’s the case… she could be that too!!!
She had even started imagining some rather indecent scenes in her mind. Just the thought alone made Lin Baizhi want to turn off the lights, grab her phone, retreat to her bedroom, pull the covers over her head, put on her headphones, and then…
"Alright, it’s getting late. Happy times fly by fast, and now it’s time to say goodbye! See you tomorrow, little friends in front of the screen!"
Ye Cheng casually recited the classic sign-off line of a children's TV host, completely ignoring Lin Baizhi’s strange look from the side. As soon as he finished, he prepared to make a quick escape.
And then… he was promptly caught by Lin Baizhi.
"Wuwuwu, boys can’t be this stingy! You can’t leave, wuwuwu…" Seeing her almost-captured "big brother" about to slip away, Lin Baizhi couldn’t care less anymore and immediately started whining tearfully.
"Little girl, emotional blackmail only works if your big brother here has a conscience. Do I look like someone with a conscience to you?" Ye Cheng sneered, his "villainous" expression completely unapologetic as he was about to pull off the ultimate "Sigma male" move—unswayed by a woman’s tricks.
"Ten thousand yuan!"
……
A few minutes later, Ye Cheng was walking shirtless toward the chairman’s villa.
The cold wind blew past, rustling the two leaves plastered over his chest: "Ten grand for this? A school uniform only costs five thousand—round it up, and that’s a 100% profit margin. With business acumen like this, who else but me?"
Not a shred of shame or regret for selling his own clothes—only pure pride and admiration for his own genius-level business instincts!
He really was a prodigy!!!
And so, Ye Cheng strolled cheerfully in the opposite direction—away from the chairman and her assistant’s villa—with nothing but two roadside leaves covering his upper body.
Meanwhile…
In the car on her way back to the company, Lin Baizhi had already eagerly pulled out her phone… What would happen after locking herself in her office? So hard to guess~
"Big bro~"
……
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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?
. 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!"
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."
