The hospital.
"Family Head, is this... is this really a good idea?"
The short-haired woman looked troubled, tentatively trying to persuade the completely crazed Family Head in front of her.
Du Wanyi held Shen Qinghan's phone, the corners of her mouth curling up so wildly she almost looked like Venom. Wonderful! Finally, she had finally seized this opportunity, hahaha!!!
Absolute madness!!!
The short-haired woman: "..."
I'm sorry, Young Miss, I'm just too useless...
Meanwhile, Brother Doudou, who had rushed over at top speed, was still crouching by the door, pondering how to backstab his Big Brother Dongfang. The words loyalty and righteousness had defined the first half of Shen Ming's life. Doing something this despicable for the first time filled his heart with conflict and struggle.
Brother Doudou, known as the lady-killer of Dahai City's wealthy daughters, practically wore a mask of agony on his face. It was hard, way too hard.
"Sigh..."
Shen Ming sighed, his eyes full of conflict. If those wealthy young ladies of Dahai City who used to have a crush on Brother Doudou... oh, wait, they should be wealthy young wives now... if they saw him, who knows how heartbroken they would be.
My Brother Doudou was also quite the expert at living off a woman!
Inside the room.
Clack, clack, clack. The crisp sound of typing rang out; Du Wanyi was still at it!
Abandoning the Young Miss's timid "classmate, classmate" approach, she went straight for the aggressive attack, very Western in style!
The short-haired woman: "..."
Gulp.
The short-haired woman, who had been watching from the side, swallowed hard, cold sweat breaking out on her forehead. Why did she feel like... her Family Head was taking things way too far today? If their Young Miss woke up, she might actually murder someone.
Finally, unable to bear the guilt, the short-haired woman stopped Du Wanyi.
"Family Head... why don't we, why don't we just drop it? The Young Miss will be furious if she finds out..." the short-haired woman said, bracing herself.
She knew her own words didn't carry enough weight, but bringing up their Young Miss was a different story.
Du Wanyi's hands stopped. She raised an eyebrow slyly and looked at the short-haired woman. "Little Lanlan, I treat you pretty well normally, don't I?"
The short-haired woman: "..."
Family Head, people will die.
She was afraid she wouldn't be able to take the blame for something this huge...
The short-haired woman's face turned pale. Du Wanyi patted her shoulder. "Relax, I won't make you take the fall. As the Family Head, I take full responsibility for my own actions!"
Hearing this, the short-haired woman breathed a sigh of relief, even feeling a surge of gratitude in her heart. She could never repay the Family Head's kindness!
Loyalty!
But then again.
"How can I take the blame for something I never did?" Du Wanyi raised an eyebrow, her expression turning comical. Then, under the short-haired woman's incredibly stunned and shocked gaze, she deleted the "confession" she had just sent to Ye Cheng.
"Oops, my hand slipped," Du Wanyi blinked.
The short-haired woman: "..."
After deleting her own messages, Du Wanyi didn't forget to take out her own phone to snap a picture of Ye Cheng's long heartfelt message as a souvenir, before finally deleting Ye Cheng's message too.
Having done all this, she continued chatting with Ye Cheng while deleting the chat history and taking pictures... using the Young Miss's identity, of course.
The short-haired woman: "..."
The short-haired woman's eyes were filled with fear. She felt like their Family Head might get beaten to death. This matter was too serious; she couldn't handle it.
Inside, the chat was heating up. Outside, Brother Doudou was still agonizing, his face full of melancholy.
"Sigh..."
Unable to handle the pressure, the short-haired woman sneaked a glance at her passionately chatting Family Head and slipped away, running outside to find backup.
Then she saw Brother Doudou, still crouching by the door in turmoil.
"Mistress, this is bad! Hurry and go persuade the Family Head..." the short-haired woman ran out frantically.
Shen Ming: "..."
Why couldn't it be 'Mister'? Did it have to be 'Mistress'?
Sigh, this child...
Interrupted by this, Shen Ming stood up from his crouch. "What's wrong, Little Lan? Don't panic, take your time. What did Wanyi do this time?"
Shen Ming had a very steady temperament, whether in speech or action. The Young Miss's calm and unhurried attitude towards life came straight from Brother Doudou.
The short-haired woman told Shen Ming what she had just seen.
Shen Ming's eyes widened, filled with shock and horror. After a complex series of "chemical reactions," Brother Doudou finally let it go. A "peaceful and serene" expression appeared on his face as he patted the short-haired woman's shoulder.
"Little Lan, just pretend you never told me about this. Wanyi is probably doomed. Anyway, I need to figure out how to trick Big Brother Dongfang."
Shen Ming's solution was... to stop thinking and save his own skin.
The karma of this incident was too huge; he couldn't handle it. His status in the family was already so low he was practically eating at the same table as Da Hei. Getting involved in something like this now would be the end of him!
He knew his daughter's personality better than anyone.
A classmate relationship was just a classmate relationship. See through it but don't point it out. Young people were like that, liking to do poetic and youthful things; it was a kind of reflection on youth.
The old father expressed his support and understanding, but he was simply useless; he had no say in the house...
This matter was beyond his ability to solve. Let alone touching it... he didn't even dare to listen, terrified of getting tainted by the fallout. Wanyi, husband and wife are birds of the same forest, but when disaster strikes, they fly their separate ways. Take care!
Brother Doudou, who had been agonizing over how to backstab his good brother, suddenly found his thoughts clear. No more agonizing!
As a father, he had to do something for his daughter's happiness, even though... he felt his daughter knew what she was doing and it wasn't necessary. But seeing his wife go crazy to this extent, he compromised.
He gave in.
If he didn't compromise, heaven knows how crazy things would get?
He knew exactly what his wife was like. She dared to do anything, fearing neither heaven nor earth...
I'm sorry, Big Brother Dongfang!
Brother Doudou, who had struggled for half the night, finally decided to activate his skill: Backstab!
"By the way, Little Lan, you should rest outside for a while too. It's best if you pretend you know nothing about this, otherwise you might get unlucky," Shen Ming kindly suggested.
The short-haired woman: "..."
Mistress, you...
Then the short-haired woman squatted down next to Brother Doudou, lowering her head and drawing circles on the ground... Young Miss, I'm sorry, Young Miss, I'm sorry, Young Miss, I'm sorry, Young Miss...
Inside the room.
Du Wanyi was still showing off.
"From the first moment I saw you, I fell for you."
"My heart was beating so fast that day. Perhaps this is what love at first sight feels like. Did you know, my Cheng..."
Du Wanyi grew more and more frantic, completely turning into Venom. All sorts of cheesy lines, professional visual novel romantic dialogues, and dialogue options—she threw whatever she had at Ye Cheng all at once.
She refused to believe she couldn't conquer a mere Little Chengcheng, hahaha!!!
She was so engrossed that she didn't notice the sleeping Young Miss beside her slightly knitting her delicate brows. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if showing signs of waking up?
Meanwhile.
At the other end of Dahai City, in a hospital, Ye Cheng fell into silence as he stared at the stream of "confession messages" coming through.
A moment of silence.
"Madam, won't the Young Lady beat you to death for doing this?"
Ye Cheng sent the message.
The impact of this message was obvious. The other side fell silent for a while. The typing indicator had been showing constantly, but no message actually came through.
Ding!
Finally, two and a half minutes later, the long-disappeared "Young Lady" returned and sent another message.
Du Wanyi: "What Madam? I have no idea what you are talking about. My dear Cheng, do you really not believe that I like you?"
Ye Cheng: "Madam, I took a screenshot. I will show it to the Young Lady later."
Du Wanyi: "..."
Du Wanyi: "Little Cheng-cheng, you are going too far! I just wanted to tease you a bit, but you actually want me dead!"
"Don't force me to beg you. Just pretend tonight never happened, otherwise..."
Ye Cheng: "???"
"Madam, I am listening. Keep going, why did you suddenly stop talking?" Ye Cheng kept typing, asking what was going on on Du Wanyi's end. But no matter what he said, it was as if she had completely lost connection. The messages were left on read with no reply.
She had completely vanished.
Gulp.
Ye Cheng swallowed hard, a terrifying possibility dawning on him... The Young Lady had logged into the account and kicked her off.
Buzz.
Half a minute passed before the phone received another message. It was a voice note. With an anxious heart, Ye Cheng tapped to play it.
"What screenshot did you just send me... Nooo, Little Cheng-cheng..."
The phone simultaneously played the Young Lady's weak voice alongside Madam Du's terrified, desperate begging. The contrast between the two voices was incredibly jarring.
Ye Cheng: "..."
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)
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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?"
