"Eh, Brother Doudou, what are you saying? The Eldest Miss is the most polite person I've ever met. Your words, sigh... make it sound like the Eldest Miss is some unreasonable, impolite, black-hearted, violent... person."
Ye Cheng shook his head as he spoke, looking inexplicably emotional.
He ruthlessly stabbed Brother Doudou in the back!
This stab was a warning against arrogance and rashness!
Shen Ming: "???"
Did he really say all that just now? Also, did you just sneak in your own personal grievances, kid?
Pinning all sorts of labels on his head without a single thought for his survival!
Is he even human?
Shen Ming suddenly felt an inexplicably icy gaze from the side; the Eldest Miss was looking at him coldly.
Shen Ming: "..."
"No, Hanhan, Dad didn't mean that..."
"Right, Eldest Miss, I also think Brother Doudou didn't mean that. Of course, I'm just speaking hypothetically, hypothetically speaking, some people might look nice but harbor dark intentions..."
Shen Ming had just started to explain when Ye Cheng chimed in from the side. The first half sounded normal enough, making Shen Ming sigh in relief and even feel a bit grateful to Ye Cheng, but the second half almost made him crack apart.
So you're just subtly insulting me right to my face, huh!
"Thump!"
Ye Cheng's shifty-eyed "snitching" finally came to an end with the Eldest Miss's finishing move—a righteous judgment!
Ye Cheng was beaten into an Uncle Cat meme. With his eyes closed and his legs kicked out, his life was completely straightened out. OUT!
"Idiot," Shen Qinghan said calmly.
The Eldest Miss was no foolish ruler; how could she not tell good words from bad? The fate of being a sycophant was to cosplay as Louis XVI and then suffer the "Nine Familial Exterminations Jutsu." Oh, wait, sorry, his family members were out of stock.
Shen Ming stood to the side in slight silence, watching his daughter frantically elbow a certain bastard kid. This scene was inexplicably harmonious, and... why did it look a bit familiar?
After dealing with Ye Cheng, Shen Qinghan turned her spearhead toward her kind old father.
"You think my words are impolite?"
Shen Ming: "..."
Should be... perhaps, probably, just a little bit... impolite?
After all, she was his older brother figure's daughter, and the two families had a good relationship. How did things get so tense here...
"Ahem, really? Dad doesn't remember that. Anyway, Hanhan, you and Little Cheng get ready. We've already booked a table, let's go eat together." Shen Ming tactfully changed the subject, not wanting to dwell on the topic that made his daughter unhappy.
What? Eat!
Ye Cheng was resurrected with full health and perked right up, "Great, Brother Doudou, let's head out!"
Because she was leaning against Ye Cheng's back, his sudden seal-like flail upwards caused the Eldest Miss behind him to lose her balance. She almost fell off and hurriedly grabbed Ye Cheng's clothes to steady herself.
Shen Qinghan narrowed her eyes.
"Thump, thump, thump..."
Ye Cheng's HP -1 -1 -1...
Not long after, a private car left the Du family's private hospital.
Inside the car.
A short-haired woman was driving, and Shen Ming sat in the passenger seat, intentionally or unintentionally glancing at the rearview mirror toward the back seat of the car.
Ye Cheng was looking very seriously at the phone in front of him, as if he were studying something. Shen Qinghan was resting with her eyes closed next to him. Perhaps due to her illness, her consciousness was a bit hazy, and her body unconsciously leaned toward Ye Cheng's direction.
This subtle scene was captured in the eyes of the kind old father.
It wasn't easy; it was rare for their daughter not to physically reject someone.
Shen Qinghan was a germaphobe, and her mental germaphobia was even more severe than her physical one. She would never use things that others had used or touched, and the same went for seats others had sat in.
It was only slightly better with her family. Although she wasn't as resistant, she would still subconsciously frown and feel a sense of aversion.
The only person she was completely immune to was a certain Madam. It wasn't that she didn't resist anymore, but rather she had become completely desensitized, accustomed, and submissive...
When she was a bit older, the tiny Eldest Miss was weaned off breast milk and switched to a baby bottle. Then, a certain Madam would take a sip herself before every feeding.
In the Madam's words: "I'm testing the temperature, understand? Slurp, slurp... Very nice, as expected of my formula-mixing skills. Slurp, slurp, refreshing, slurp... I'm just caring for little Hanhan!" Before even starting, she would drink more than half of the Eldest Miss's rations.
With perfect justification!
The final result was that the Eldest Miss, out of disgust for the gnawed-on bottle, forcibly became a "Legendary Hunger Endurance King," only to ultimately bow down to a certain evil force under her basic survival instincts.
The Madam's victory, oh yeah.
This also foreshadowed why a certain Madam was always so prone to getting stabbed in the back later on. Sure enough, nothing in the world happens for no reason. It seemed like the Madam was pitiful and the Eldest Miss was unreasonable, but in reality, the Eldest Miss was the pitiful one, having been elbowed since childhood...
Apart from the special factor that was Du Wanyi, everyone else was treated equally. Even Brother Doudou, as her kind old father, would pay special attention to this.
He would avoid seats his daughter had sat in.
Most of the time, when sharing a car, although she wouldn't make the hurtful gesture of subconsciously avoiding them, she definitely wouldn't subconsciously lean toward Ye Cheng's direction like he was seeing in the rearview mirror right now.
Brother Doudou's Envy +1 +1 +1...
Damn it, what right did this kid have!
Rarely, Brother Doudou, known as the young wives' killer of Dahai City, felt "jealousy." Watching his sensible daughter get closer to a yellow-haired delinquent with this sense of powerlessness, who could understand?
What was this kid looking at so intently? Hanhan was leaning toward him, and he still wasn't taking the initiative?
Shen Ming frowned, noticing that Ye Cheng remained unmoved. He didn't notice his daughter leaning over at all and was entirely absorbed in his phone.
It made his teeth itch with anger, perfectly interpreting the saying: what you rack your brains to obtain, someone else doesn't even spare a glance at... in a literal, physical sense, because Ye Cheng was now very focused on looking at his phone.
What was so good on that phone?
Shen Ming stretched his neck, constantly adjusting his angle, trying to see clearly what was on Ye Cheng's phone... It's so clear, what is this!
4K lossless Journey to the West!
Shen Ming: "..."
A bit unsure, let me look again?
Shen Ming looked again in disbelief. Okay, this time he saw it clearly. It was indeed Journey to the West, the high-definition kind.
Shen Ming: "..."
Could he really be the last normal person in this family?
Would his future grandson be like this too?
Probably not, right?
In a daze, Brother Doudou envisioned his future "happy retirement life"—locked at home accompanying a few kids to watch the high-definition version of Journey to the West... Hmm, that actually sounds pretty good?
This not-so-conspicuous scene strengthened Shen Ming's resolve to backstab Dongfang Zhan.
At least if things continued like this, he would have a "happy retirement life." If Ye Cheng ran away, he would become an empty-nest elderly person, and it might even trigger a chain reaction, like getting strung up and beaten every day, and his daughter growing distant...
So, I'm sorry, Big Brother Dongfang!
About half an hour later.
The private car carrying the group stopped outside an extremely imposing private restaurant. The actual controlling shareholder of the restaurant was Tang Shouye, who was the big boss behind the scenes.
The location was not on a main road. In the downtown area of Dahai City, there were no brightly lit streets around, but rather a sense of tranquility. Among the continuous woods and shrubs around, glowing fireflies could be faintly seen dancing.
It had to be said that Tang Shouye knew how to do business. He accurately identified the needs of his target customers and put a lot of effort into creating the environment and atmosphere. In Dahai City, where land was extremely expensive, he had managed to create "mountains" and "forests."
His financial resources were quite strong.
The environment was only one aspect. More importantly, the selection of ingredients and the skills of the chefs were also obtained by Tang Shouye at a high price, which of course also consumed a lot of connections. All the ingredients were flown in from all over the world every day...
Everything came together to form the super private restaurant in front of them.
Tangren's Restaurant!
"Bang!"
The car door closed, and the group got out of the car.
Shen Ming walked at the front and smiled as he introduced it to Ye Cheng, "Little Cheng, what do you think of this place? This is the most presentable place I have so far."
Ye Cheng rubbed his smooth chin and tentatively said, "It wouldn't happen to be the kind of restaurant where they cut a boiled egg in half, squeeze some ketchup on it, and then add a zero to the menu price to sell to us, right?"
Shen Ming: "..."
Your description is a bit too detailed, kid. Why does it sound like we're being taken for a ride?
"Oh yeah, great, great, this is exactly what I want. Brother Doudou, you understand me too well. I just like to eat this kind of flashy but impractical food, which makes me look like a superior person. After eating, I can post it on my WeChat Moments to show off and catch some fish, and then..." Ye Cheng muttered a whole bunch of "detailed and thorough" plans to show off his status as a Celestial Dragon.
The evil was written all over his face, making him look like he had horns on his head.
"Thump!"
"Shut up," Shen Qinghan said calmly, forcibly interrupting Ye Cheng's "demonic chanting."
"Yes, Miss," Ye Cheng instantly became well-behaved.
Shen Ming: "..."
Sure enough, it had to be their Hanhan... If his wife were here, she would probably be joining in the "demonic chanting" with him.
Shen Ming smiled awkwardly. "Let's go. Xiao Lan, you come along too. I booked a table for four."
The short-haired woman was stunned for a moment and seemed to want to say something, but she nodded and got out, following beside her mistress...
The group walked into "Tangren's Restaurant," which covered an area of tens of thousands of square meters.
A short while later.
Another car appeared outside the restaurant, with a very conspicuous "Lin" character marked on the rear.
"Daughter, don't be discouraged. Dad will help you think of a way. Let's eat first. If your body breaks down, everything is empty talk. Look at how healthy Da Huang is just because he can eat..." Lin Tianxiong comforted his daughter.
"Click!"
The car door opened, and a big, fat, poop-yellow local dog jumped out of the car... The yellow lightning boy!
As soon as he got out of the car, Da Huang sniffed around everywhere, close to the ground, as if he was looking for something...
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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!
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?!
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.
