"Could I get one of these too, please?"
The little secretary blinked at the cafeteria staff behind the counter.
"Alright, Miss! Let's go eat!" Cheerfully balancing a lavish meal for two, she headed toward the nearest table.
Once seated, she realized her young mistress hadn’t followed.
"Huh? Miss Dongfang?"
A giant question mark practically floated above her head.
She turned to see Dongfang Zhixia standing frozen in place, her gaze locked on another serving window across the cafeteria.
The secretary scrambled up and trotted over. "Miss, what are you looking at?"
Dongfang Zhixia narrowed her eyes but stayed silent. Following her mistress’s line of sight, the secretary spotted Ye Cheng holding an enormous crab—her eyes instantly sparkled.
Oh!
The young mistress must be craving crab!
"Wait right here, Miss! I’ll go grab one!" The secretary dashed toward the neighboring window.
And then... she brushed right past Ye Cheng without a second glance.
She leaned eagerly over the counter where he’d just been. "Hello! I’d like one of those crabs, please. The same kind as before!"
Dongfang Zhixia: "???"
She was utterly baffled.
Was there any chance she’d been staring at Ye Cheng—not the crab?
Sometimes, Dongfang Zhixia seriously considered cracking open her secretary’s skull just to see what was inside. How could anyone be this clueless?
Moments later, the secretary returned triumphantly with a hefty crab, beaming.
"Hehe, Miss! I picked a plump one! Not as good as that guy’s earlier, but still pretty great!" She looked like she’d scored a bargain.
Dongfang Zhixia: "..."
"Come on, Miss! Crab’s best eaten hot. I’ll shell it for you."
Pulling her mistress along, the secretary happily settled at their table and got to work.
"Oops! Forgot the tools."
Staring at the crab, she smacked her forehead—no utensils.
"Miss, wait here! I’ll grab the tools real quick."
She bolted back toward the counter, but just as she reached it, a gust of wind rushed past—someone cut in front of her.
Ye Cheng leaned halfway through the window, practically sticking his rear out.
"Hey, could I get a crab-cracking set? Yeah, the whole thing."
"Lucky you—last one left. You sure you know how to handle it, kid? Want me to crack it for you?"
The staff member eyed him. Unlike the usual proud young nobles who dined here, Ye Cheng seemed oddly down-to-earth, chatting like they were at a market stall.
Like a husky loose in a pack of wolves—out of place, but not unlikable.
Ye Cheng took the tools with a grin. "Nah, I prefer doing it myself."
Truthfully, he was worried the staff might skim a claw or two. He wouldn’t notice missing meat, and since he couldn’t afford crab often, he’d never memorize the proper portions.
The worker shrugged and let it go with a smile.
Ye Cheng thanked them and was about to leave when, after just a few steps, he felt someone tugging at him.
"Jerk! Give that back to me!"
The little secretary grabbed Ye Cheng’s arm with both hands, putting on her fiercest expression in an attempt to mimic her young mistress’s icy demeanor, hoping to intimidate him with some kind of domineering aura.
That way, Ye Cheng would obediently hand over the item.
Unfortunately, the little secretary had a pair of harmless almond-shaped eyes—big and doe-like, making her look like an easy target.
Though already in her twenties, she appeared much younger than those around her. At first glance, Ye Cheng had already "locked onto" her.
Hmm… so this was the legendary youthful face with… ahem?
Noticing Ye Cheng sizing her up, the little secretary shuddered and quickly covered her chest with both hands.
"Y-you jerk! What are you looking at?!"
Ye Cheng glanced around, as if confirming something.
"What are you looking for?" she asked, slightly confused.
Ye Cheng nodded to himself.
Good, the president isn’t here.
If the boss isn’t around, how dare a little secretary like you pick a fight with me?
Haven’t you heard the saying? Even when beating a dog, you have to consider its owner!
Right now, he was Young Mistress Shen’s number one lackey!!! (Extremely proud, extremely loud.)
Not just anyone could mess with him—his status had undergone a qualitative leap. Nowadays, he could even drink yogurt without licking the lid!
Could you even imagine such luxury?!
A "devilishly charming" smirk spread across Ye Cheng’s face, his eyes brimming with three parts recklessness, three parts arrogance, three parts… cough—anyway, he looked every bit like a protagonist ready to show off.
"You want my UZi’s jump shot—ahem—my crab-opening tool?"
"Do you think you’re wor—ah, never mind. Not giving it to you. It’s mine."
Ye Cheng had originally planned to unleash a smooth combo of internet troll moves to tease the little secretary.
But after a second thought, it might be too harsh. The little secretary seemed naive and clueless, clearly untouched by the cruelty of society. If he made her cry, it’d be hard to clean up the mess.
Besides, last time when he was tied up in the factory, it was this same little secretary who came back to untie him. There was still some "human decency" between them.
"Give it to me! It’s supposed to be mine!" The little secretary puffed up her cheeks, refusing to let go.
"You said it yourself—supposed to be. But now it’s in my hands. What are you gonna do if I don’t give it to you? Bite me?"
Ye Cheng wore a shameless grin.
The little secretary was stunned.
A delicate girl like her had never encountered someone as shameless as Ye Cheng.
Her lips quivered, on the verge of tears. "Give it back…"
"Metropolis doesn’t believe in tears. Cry all you want—it still counts as time wasted!" Ye Cheng played the villain mercilessly, showing no pity.
The little secretary had been about to cry, but hearing his words, she swallowed her pride and held back her tears. Mustering her courage, she glared at him.
"Jerk!"
After hurling this "vicious" insult, she tightened her grip on Ye Cheng’s hand, lifted it, and bit down hard!
Ye Cheng: "…"
Before he could curse, the little secretary ducked her head and bolted toward her young mistress.
"Hey, my temper—ow!"
Ye Cheng had initially planned to corner the little secretary and tease her mercilessly, but then he met Dongfang Zhixia’s icy glare.
Despite it being the peak of summer with temperatures outside nearing forty degrees, Ye Cheng suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
Oh no—it was a trap!
Ye Cheng bolted, grabbing a crab-cracking tool nearby before darting toward Shen Qinghan.
He ducked behind her, clutching her arm tightly.
"Miss Shen, save me!" Ye Cheng’s heart rate was practically hitting two hundred.
Shen Qinghan: "…"
Ye Cheng peeked sideways and saw the little secretary pouting as she whispered something to Dongfang Zhixia, whose expression darkened. After scolding the secretary briefly, Dongfang Zhixia stood up and strode toward Ye Cheng and Shen Qinghan.
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?!
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?"
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."
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
