"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...
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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?"
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."
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.”
