"Bang!"
Lin Baizhi stuck one hand into the elevator, blocking the closing doors. Still wearing a "smile" on her face, she took a small step and entered the elevator.
"Sister Tang, you are a bit too impatient." Her tone was gentle, but it carried a hint of teasing, instantly channeling the spirit of Sister Daiyu.
Lin Baizhi never usually said such thorny words and paid attention to propriety, but if the person was Tang Yuyao, that was a different story. She felt she was already showing enough restraint right now.
"Sorry about that, I spaced out for a moment." Tang Yuyao seemed to just snap back to reality. She let go of the close-door button she had been pressing repeatedly and took a step back to make room for Lin Baizhi, which served as her explanation for what had just happened.
"Wait, don't close the doors..."
Outside in the lobby, another person came running over in a panic, calling for Tang Yuyao and Lin Baizhi in the elevator to wait so they could go up together.
With great tacit understanding...
"Click, click, click..."
Lin Baizhi and Tang Yuyao, one on the left and one on the right, desperately mashed the close-door button. Bang. It wasn't until the elevator doors shut that the two of them simultaneously released their hands from the buttons.
The elevator fell somewhat silent. One second ago, Lin Baizhi was calling Tang Yuyao impatient, only to slap her own face the next second. Meanwhile, Tang Yuyao was just claiming she "spaced out," only to start clicking away furiously right after...
By mutual unspoken agreement, neither mentioned what had just happened. As for someone asking them to wait... sorry, did that happen? My hearing isn't so good, I didn't catch that.
Tell me loudly, what is the first thing you do when you get in an elevator?
Oh my, so hard to guess, it couldn't possibly be closing the doors, right?
As the elevator slowly began to move, Lin Baizhi finally remembered that she hadn't pressed her floor yet. She instinctively looked toward the floor buttons, only to be surprised that someone had already pressed it for her.
How incredibly "thoughtful"!!!
So, this woman in front of her must have also received some news to come rushing over in such a hurry, right?
Lin Baizhi gritted her teeth. Her hands, hanging by her sides, kept clenching tightly, nails digging deep into her palms as if she couldn't feel the pain.
This older leftover woman standing before her was the trickiest to deal with. The two rich girls at school were nothing to fear, and there was no need to even mention Shen Qinghan, who was still stuck in the classmate phase—nothing to worry about there.
Even the rather aggressive Dongfang Zhixia, who had already managed to get a kiss, only made Lin Baizhi slightly annoyed. She knew very well that a single kiss didn't mean anything.
It wasn't like a TV drama where one kiss meant life or death, or some it-has-to-be-you plotline. If that were the case, she would have succeeded a long time ago!
Lin Baizhi's first kiss was gone a long time ago, naturally having succeeded with Ye Cheng through rather despicable and underhanded means.
Things like indirect kisses, pecks on the cheek, accidental touches... Lin Baizhi had tried all those classic CG plot events long ago, but they were useless.
Ye Cheng liked eating spicy strips, so she would deliberately bite off half, then claim it was too spicy or that her stomach felt unwell that day, and so on. Using such excuses, she successfully fed the remaining half to Ye Cheng.
This was an open scheme!
Because Lin Baizhi knew very well that her brother was a very frugal person. Even after finishing his spicy strips, he would tear open the bag and lick it, polishing the chili-powder-covered plastic bag back and forth three times. There was absolutely no way he would give up more than half a leftover spicy strip. This plan was foolproof!
Pecks on the cheek and accidents were even easier for Lin Baizhi to pull off; it was almost too simple. Playing the role of a not-so-bright, sweet, and innocent girl was very convenient at times like these!
As for her first kiss... Lin Baizhi secretly stole it while Ye Cheng was sleeping. She specifically kept an eye out for when Ye Cheng went out to study. When he came back at night, he would have a few minutes of burnout.
Commonly known as his red light flashing.
At that time, she would patiently wait. The moment he showed signs of yawning or sleepiness, she would immediately jump out and act as a pillow for Ye Cheng!
Ye Cheng's anti-reconnaissance awareness was too strong. She heard that he used to sleep with his eyes open, and only turned off his night watch mode after scaring the other kids in the orphanage, though Lin Baizhi never got the chance to see it.
Lin Baizhi was careful upon careful, making absolutely sure. After asking three times, she decisively went for the mouth!
Opportunity waits for no one. Who knew when the next time would be? If she didn't kiss him then, she might never get the chance!
Mmm... it tasted like spicy strips. Her brother had gone to eat spicy strips again...
Other people's first loves tasted sweet or sour, but for Lin Baizhi, it tasted like spicy strips. And she even had to seize the opportunity for this spicy strip flavor, otherwise, she wouldn't get a taste at all.
Unfortunately, she only succeeded when they were kids. Later on, as they grew older, Lin Baizhi was surprised to find that Ye Cheng's physical fitness was increasing exponentially.
In the past, he would still get exhausted and his red light would flash. But later, he was completely nuclear-powered. No matter how much he exerted himself, he never got tired. Not getting tired meant Lin Baizhi no longer had a chance to make her move.
It wasn't that she hadn't considered drugging him, but she ultimately gave up on the idea.
Drugging would only work the first time, and it might even fail. With her brother's god-tier logic, pinpointing her as the culprit would be far too easy.
One word: endure!
She could only wait for an opportunity to descend. That was what Lin Baizhi thought, but who knew this wait would last so many years. She was becoming more and more repressed... She wanted to get her hands on him so badly!!!
If she had known that bite from years ago would be her last successful chance, she would have...
In Lin Baizhi's eyes, the things Dongfang Zhixia was doing now were just the leftovers of what she had played with back then. They were nothing to fear. Moreover... she recently noticed that Dongfang Zhixia's reputation at school was getting worse and worse.
Of course, it wasn't a problem with Dongfang Zhixia herself. Dongfang Zhixia was implicated—implicated by Ye Cheng.
Ye Cheng's reputation at school was getting worse and worse. Compared to Ye Cheng, Chen Shimei and Hong Shixian were practically the best of good men.
Lin Baizhi was stunned watching this unfold. The problem was... she hadn't even made her move yet. She had only posted a bait thread to start a flame war, meant to wear down Shen Qinghan and Dongfang Zhixia.
She hadn't even had the time to release the follow-up negative news smearing Ye Cheng. How could someone else have struck first?
And the impact was significant, the methods quite professional!
Lin Baizhi was dumbfounded. How could there be friendly forces?
No, wait, where would friendly forces come from?
This was clearly an enemy!
Looking closely, the most likely person to do this was Shen Qinghan. After all, she was the biggest beneficiary, and on the surface, Dongfang Zhixia was her only rival. It was hard to find a reason why it wouldn't be her doing.
Those two were in the open, while she was in the dark. Plus, since she hadn't taken much action, it was unlikely she had been targeted by them.
But here came the problem: Shen Qinghan's personality dictated that she couldn't possibly do something like this. This situation suddenly left Lin Baizhi completely baffled... Who exactly did it?
Damn it, it's so hard to guess. Just who could it be?
To Lin Baizhi, Dongfang Zhixia and Shen Qinghan weren't "particularly dangerous" yet; the only truly dangerous one was a certain older leftover woman.
It was too fast!
Too sudden!
Too despicable!
Lin Baizhi never expected that after guarding against everyone day and night, her home base would actually be stolen by a certain older leftover woman. If it hadn't been for the phone call earlier, she would still be completely in the dark.
When did the relationship between those two get so good?
Good enough to stay in the same hotel, good enough to sleep in the same bed, good enough for Tang Yuyao to cosplay "Little Magic Fairy" there... Despicable woman!!!
Older leftover women should just honestly go on blind dates!
Lin Baizhi pulled back her thoughts and fixed her gaze on her biggest "rival" standing in front of her. She looked her up and down, stealing an imperceptible glance, and even Lin Baizhi was somewhat amazed.
This older leftover woman really did have some beauty to her...
Old hag!
Bah!
Tang Yuyao furrowed her brows, her forehead full of worry. She didn't notice at all that the slightly frail "little sister" beside her was currently sizing her up with a highly aggressive look.
Looking at the only illuminated button, Tang Yuyao frowned, suddenly realizing something. "Why didn't you press it?"
Right after saying that, she immediately realized something else, and her heart began to panic. Her gaze became somewhat evasive. If she remembered correctly, the last time the two of them met, Ye Cheng was still an "outsider," and she was just the caring older sister teasing the two youngsters...
Yet not long after, she, the caring older sister, had directly snatched the "bowl" right out of the little sister's hands.
Tang Yuyao: "..."
Was she being a bit despicable?
"I heard a certain kid got hurt. Since we know each other and I just happened to be passing by, I thought I'd drop in and take a look..." Tang Yuyao explained with a lame excuse, pretending to be relaxed and indifferent, acting very casual.
If Lin Baizhi hadn't just seen Tang Yuyao's anxious and flustered state, she almost would have believed her... Damn older leftover woman!
"What about you?" Tang Yuyao asked.
Lin Baizhi smiled faintly, and just like Tang Yuyao, feigned a relaxed demeanor. "Classmate Ye helped me before, so it's only right that I come see him."
Both of them had their own ulterior motives, and neither was telling the truth. It was just that Tang Yuyao was playing with her cards face up, while Lin Baizhi was holding several trump cards, ready to wreck the other party at any moment...
"Ding!"
Just as the two were in a stalemate, the elevator doors opened. Tang Yuyao felt a surge of joy in her heart and instinctively wanted to rush out and resume her previous jog. But noticing Lin Baizhi beside her, she pulled back the leg she had just stepped out with, turning it into a "small step."
"Clack!" This step was heavy. The crisp sound of Tang Yuyao's high heels echoed in the corridor. It was very urgent, but... she couldn't walk fast, so she could only turn her speed into force and stomp down.
Hurry up!
Tang Yuyao wanted to just throw Lin Baizhi over her shoulder and run. At this slow pace, when would they ever get there?
Haste makes waste. Already feeling in the wrong and guilty, Tang Yuyao was even more afraid of letting Lin Baizhi notice any clues or abnormalities. Otherwise... how would she have the face to see anyone in the future?
Old cow, old cow, why are you eating the tender grass~~~
Oh, oh, oh, oh yeah~~~
Subconsciously, such a strong piece of music appeared in Tang Yuyao's mind, making one's fists clench hard just listening to it!
Lin Baizhi was also anxious, but her health wasn't that good, and she still hadn't fully recovered. At the thought of Ye Cheng, her somewhat weak body started moving once again.
Tang Yuyao was burning with anxiety, but she still noticed the abnormality on Lin Baizhi's side. "Why don't you go over there and rest for a bit, I..."
"Then thank you, Sister Tang, for accompanying me. Good thing I ran into you, Sister, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do right now, sigh..."
Before Tang Yuyao could finish her sentence, Lin Baizhi struck preemptively, grabbing onto Tang Yuyao with both hands. If she couldn't get there, a certain older leftover woman shouldn't even think about it either!
Tang Yuyao: "???"
When did I say I was going to accompany you?
Tang Yuyao was completely choked by Lin Baizhi's words, suffering in silence like a mute eating bitter melon. She couldn't just leave Lin Baizhi here alone, otherwise what kind of person would she be? Would she still be worthy of the title of doctor, or the things she had learned and the oaths she had sworn?
Lin Baizhi... was not a "good woman," especially not to a certain despicable older leftover woman who "stole her home"!
As for a conscience, sorry, what's that?
Her brother taught her from a young age that you are what you eat, and she wanted to become someone above others, so...
Wearing a "mask of pain," Tang Yuyao was thus "held hostage" by Lin Baizhi, hard-controlled for half a minute. Only when Lin Baizhi had recovered a little did they finally head in the direction of the hospital room.
Tap, tap, tap...
Clack, clack, clack...
Two distinctly different sounds of footsteps stopped at the door. Supporting Lin Baizhi, Tang Yuyao knocked on the door of the hospital room that hung the shameful title of "Supreme Ward."
"Knock, knock!"
An inexplicably hollow sound echoed in the corridor, but not the slightest movement could be heard from inside the room.
The two women frowned. Lin Baizhi grabbed the door handle and pressed down. Click. The door opened!
The originally "lively" hospital room was now completely empty. The bed Ye Cheng had previously been lying on was empty, with a blanket that hadn't been folded in time, and a heart rate monitor that had recently been pulled off his body...
Tang Yuyao: "???"
Lin Baizhi: "???"
Where is he!!!
...
Meanwhile.
On the way back to the school hospital, inside the ambulance.
"Beep, beep, beep..."
The heart rate monitor beat "steadily," getting higher and higher little by little. Gulp. Ye Cheng swallowed his saliva, wanting to hit himself with a hammer. If he just passed out, it would be fine. If he passed out, he wouldn't have to witness such a terrifying scene.
To the side.
Dongfang Zhixia, Shen Qinghan, the head maid, and Xia Tongxin, who had pink hair and was sitting in the vehicle drinking strawberry milk while swinging her short little legs—the gazes of these several people were all gathered on Ye Cheng.
Ye Cheng: "..."
Who peed in my pants?
Beep, beep, beep...
The heart rate monitor beeped, and the atmosphere was terrifyingly quiet.
Dongfang Zhixia's voice rang out, taking the lead to break the eerie atmosphere inside the vehicle: "Shen Qinghan, you just insist on making things difficult for me, don't you!"
Dongfang Zhixia furrowed her brows and glared angrily, looking at Shen Qinghan across from her, who was calmly pawing at Ye Cheng.
Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze...
Shen Qinghan seemed to really like this kind of physical contact. Ever since getting in the car, she had been squeezing him on her own. The countless "invitations to battle" sent over by Dongfang Zhixia were all ignored.
Ye Cheng: "..."
Stop squeezing, Young Miss! The President is about to explode, say something quickly!!!
Ye Cheng's heart rate continued to rise...

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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.

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.”

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.