Step, step, step...
Dongfang Zhixia walked down from the second floor in her slippers, arms crossed over her chest, and approached Ye Cheng with a tight, serious face.
Step, step. The footsteps stopped. Dongfang Zhixia stood before the sofa where Ye Cheng was lying. With her arms crossed, she looked down at him from a commanding height, full of an imposing aura, and then... nothing happened.
Dongfang Zhixia: "???"
Ye Cheng's eyes were lifeless. He stared at the ceiling above him as if he were lying in a coffin, dying with lingering grievances. His gaze was hollow, looking as though he was pondering the ultimate purpose of human life, what meaning there was in living, and whether being dead might actually be pretty nice...
Dongfang Zhixia: "..."
Is that really necessary?
Dongfang Zhixia's face darkened with exasperation. She took two steps forward, blocking Ye Cheng's death stare view, changing his perspective from a boundless sky to a rising sun.
And that wasn't just a figure of speech.
Ye Cheng remained completely indifferent.
Dongfang Zhixia grabbed Ye Cheng by the ear. "Stop playing dead. Get up!"
Ye Cheng's eyes remained hollow, looking as if his soul had left his body a while ago. He lay stiffly on the sofa, both hands placed straight by his sides, looking exactly like a rigid corpse. The thin blanket over him served as his burial shroud.
Dongfang Zhixia: "..."
Silently, Dongfang Zhixia dangled the phone she was holding in front of Ye Cheng's face. Instantly, Ye Cheng was resurrected with full health. He reached out to grab his battle-damaged, budget-friendly phone.
The corners of Dongfang Zhixia's mouth curled up. She took a half-step back and hurriedly pulled the phone away, hiding it behind her back. Er... at least, that was how she expected it to go.
Trick a certain half-dead bastard into getting up, and then...
And then Dongfang Zhixia couldn't smile anymore.
The phone was gone!
Dongfang Zhixia froze for a moment. Upon realizing what happened, she looked behind her in disbelief. Her hands were empty; where was the phone?
"Madam President, why are you here!" Ye Cheng looked at Dongfang Zhixia, who had appeared in front of him at some unknown point, with a look of absolute shock, acting as if he had just reconnected after losing his internet connection.
He sat up, swiftly grabbed the phone that was pinched between his toes, pulled open his boxers, and tossed it inside.
The movements were done in one breath, incredibly smooth.
Dongfang Zhixia: "???"
She finally fell for it!
Ye Cheng had been playing dead here for half the day just to trick his dear Madam President into coming closer. No matter how fast his movements were, there was always a chance of failure if she was on guard.
A ninety percent success rate, rounded up, was no different from a suicide mission. That wouldn't do!
Besides... doing it to her face would be outright robbery, and the nature of the act would be completely different.
Just like the laws of the Dragon Kingdom. Back when Ye Cheng was stacking his magic resistance by studying up on legal loopholes, he had come across a very classic case. An uneducated adult drifter robbed a man in his sixties, only to find that the old man only had fifty cents on him. Unluckily for the robber, it coincided with a strict crime crackdown period, and he was sentenced to almost twenty years in prison for that fifty cents, crying like a little baby...
If he dared to blatantly rob her now, there was a high probability he would be beaten into a meatball by the fiercer-than-a-dog... oh wait, by his dear Madam President. But using some underhanded tactics was a different story.
How could the actions of a scholar be called stealing?
Even if he used scholarly methods to get his budget phone back, there was still the danger of it being forcibly confiscated by the Madam President. So, this was the time for a little enchantment.
Boxers: Alright guys, the enchantment is complete!!!
After that silky smooth combo, the dear Madam President was completely dumbfounded. The calm, in-control smile on her face stiffened. So... she was the one who got tricked, right?
Faintly, Dongfang Zhixia felt as if a little person was screaming in her ear... Idiot!!!
Dongfang Zhixia: "..."
At a speed visible to the naked eye, Dongfang Zhixia's temperature flared red. She lunged straight at the fully-resurrected Ye Cheng lying on the sofa and bit down hard on his ear!
Ye Cheng: "..."
Ye Cheng took a deep breath, preparing to scream in agony. The next second, Dongfang Zhixia clamped her hand over his mouth, and a demonic whisper echoed in his ear.
"That idiot is asleep. If you wake her up, just you wait..."
Ye Cheng: "..."
Ye Cheng could only honestly blink his big, expressive eyes to show he understood. Only then did Dongfang Zhixia release her hand from his mouth.
Ye Cheng retracted his Tom Cat scream.
The moment Dongfang Zhixia let go, Ye Cheng covered his own mouth with his hands. The two maintained this intimately close posture, with Dongfang Zhixia dominatingly pinning Ye Cheng against the sofa.
After a good while, Dongfang Zhixia felt satisfied. She pushed herself up from the sofa, gave Ye Cheng a very arrogant glance, and, as if still not entirely vented, turned back and delivered two kicks to him.
Hmph!
Sleep on the sofa, you bastard!
Originally, Dongfang Zhixia had wanted to let Ye Cheng sleep in her spare bed upstairs, but as a result... Ye Cheng actually tricked her!!!
Since that's the case, just sleep on the sofa, bastard!
Looking closely, the roots of Dongfang Zhixia's ears were red and hot...
Step, step, step... Dongfang Zhixia swayed her hips as she went upstairs. Soon, Ye Cheng was the only one left on the massive first floor. Ye Cheng waited for a good while, and only after confirming that she was truly gone did he release his hands, grab a throw pillow from the sofa, and begin to scream.
"Ahhhh—"
The benefits of saving the game were really showing now; he could scream whenever he wanted to, though it did require a bit of technical execution...
...
Meanwhile.
In the Shen family mansion, inside a room filled with various colored smoke.
"Hahaha, I've done it! Your Madam has finally done it, hahaha!!!"
Du Wanyi's extremely arrogant and excited voice echoed through the room. Looking closely, there were two spiders of contrasting colors in front of the desk, engaged in a behavior known as a recruitment animation.
Xiao Hei's recruitment animation.
It's just a pity that Xiao Hei had already been dealt with. It had probably been reincarnated for a while now. Hopefully, it would get a good reincarnation in its next life and not be a spider again.
The two contrasting spiders, one black and one white, were Da Hei and Big White, the parents of the reincarnated Xiao Hei. Next to the two spiders were some nearly transparent crystals.
These transparent crystals were the key items Du Wanyi had newly developed.
Mainly, she was afraid of accidentally killing Brother Doudou, otherwise Madam Du would have just tested it directly on him. As for poor Brother Doudou, he was currently on the floor mumbling something about wanting to be a caterpillar, and it was unknown if he could still be saved...
However, Brother Doudou's life or death obviously wasn't that important right now, at least not compared to the joy of a successful plan.
Watching Da Hei and Big White perform their recruitment animation on the desk, Du Wanyi revealed a satisfied smile. She raised her eyebrows with a sly look, put on her gloves, and gently collected the remaining nearly transparent crystals on the desk into a small plastic bag.
"Hahaha, I really am a genius, hahaha!!!" Du Wanyi threw her head back and laughed maniacally, one foot propped up on her chair.
The only sound in the room was Du Wanyi's wildly arrogant and evil laughter. The imaginary camera gradually pulled back, leaving this smoke-filled room, moving down the hallway, and making its way straight into the Eldest Miss's bedroom.
Inside the room, breathing could be heard in an even rhythm. The Eldest Miss lay in bed, her phone gripped tightly in her hand. Her beautiful brows were slightly furrowed, as if she were having a rather unpleasant dream.
...
The Tang Residence.
Inside Tang Yuyao's room.
Tang Yuyao was facing the exact same dilemma as the Eldest Miss earlier. She stared helplessly at the chat box in front of her. This symptom had persisted for nearly half an hour now as she typed, deleted, typed again, and deleted again.
Other than "Are you there?" it was "Have you eaten?"
This standard, text-book simp opening was starting to make Tang Yuyao lose her mind.
This wasn't right. Whenever she watched other people chat, it always seemed so simple. Why did it suddenly become so impossibly difficult the moment she tried to do it?
Tang Yuyao kept subconsciously recalling what had happened at the hotel earlier, and how she had babbled about wanting to be a "Little Magic Fairy" and perform a flying trick for Ye Cheng. Every time the memory surfaced, she wanted to drop dead on the spot. Her life felt completely bleak.
But it didn't take long for her to comfort herself, and instantly, her future looked bright again!
Tang Yuyao checked the time displayed on her phone. It was already past midnight. That little brat was probably asleep by now, right?
Maybe... she should just send it tomorrow?
Tang Yuyao stared at the chat box, feeling unwilling to just back out like this. After a long internal struggle, she finally sent a "Good night."
Looking at the blank chat screen on her phone with that incredibly abrupt "Good night" sitting there, Tang Yuyao fell into a deep silence.
"Ahhhh, Tang Yuyao, what the hell are you doing!!!" Tang Yuyao suddenly started screeching without any warning. Like a fish tossed onto the shore, she began thrashing wildly on her bed. She looked exactly like an older, leftover woman with absolutely zero dating experience who was suffering from the agonies of love... Oh wait, she didn't just look like one, she was one.
Tang Yuyao thought about it for a moment, then recalled the message.
Seeing the "Message unsent" notification on the screen, Tang Yuyao felt even more awkward. After a moment of hesitation, she added another line...
"Sent that to the wrong person just now."
"By the way, have you eaten?"
"Why aren't you saying anything?"
"Heh, boring kid, I'm going to sleep..."
Compared to the Eldest Miss, Tang Yuyao clearly had her own unique style going on, but the core essence remained the same... Come back bro, the Joker misses you.
After a few minutes of "hard-fought battle," Tang Yuyao finally got her wish... The room was bathed in a vibrant color.
It was disturbingly green!
Tang Yuyao stared at the bright green screen in silence. Of course, her own face was even greener right now. Silently, she put her phone down and began muttering to herself.
"I just accidentally sent it to the wrong person, and asked a couple of questions in passing. It's not like I really wanted to chat..."
Half an hour later.
Late into the night.
Tang Yuyao's eyes snapped open, completely bloodshot. She unlocked her phone, and with a flash, the room was once again bathed in that "vibrant" green glow.
"Damn it, why hasn't he replied to my messages yet!!!" Tang Yuyao gritted her teeth, looking like she was about to blow a gasket.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
