The Infirmary.
"It's alright, Dr. Tang. The innocent have nothing to fear—let’s just ignore all those rumors." Ye Cheng crouched beside Tang Yuyao, patting her shoulder reassuringly.
"Waaah… How can you say something so heartless? This is all your fault! My reputation is ruined, waaah…"
Tang Yuyao looked utterly devastated, tears dripping onto her glasses, blurring her vision.
Helpless, she took off her gold-rimmed glasses, wiped them clean, and once the fog cleared, resumed crying.
Somehow, it was oddly amusing.
Meanwhile, Ye Cheng wore the relieved expression of someone who’d narrowly escaped disaster.
"Phew, good thing they don’t know who I am."
Tang Yuyao: "???"
She had just stopped crying, but Ye Cheng’s words broke her all over again. Tears gushed out instantly.
"You jerk!"
"Waaah…"
Ye Cheng checked the time—just three to five minutes left before class. If he ran now, he could still make it.
"Dr. Tang, take your time crying. I gotta go—class is about to start. Latecomers lose credits, you know…"
Completely oblivious to Tang Yuyao’s glare, he stood up to leave.
The moment he rose, Tang Yuyao—eyes red and puffy—sprang up too. With a sudden burst of energy, she tackled him to the ground.
And bit him!
Ye Cheng: "…"
"AAAAHHH!!!"
……
Ding-dong!
The class bell rang. Just before the teacher entered, Ye Cheng dashed inside.
"Whew, that was close. Almost late."
The classmate he’d blocked at the door: "…"
Wiping sweat from his forehead, Ye Cheng cheerfully carried a pineapple-flavored drink and an ice cream—snagged from Tang Yuyao—back to his seat in the last row.
He placed both items on Shen Qinghan’s desk.
"Miss Shen, I picked these up on my way back. Hope they suit your taste?"
On the way back?
Shen Qinghan recalled Ye Cheng sprinting across the campus earlier. Nothing about that looked like a detour.
Still, she didn’t call him out.
Seeing the treats, most of her irritation faded. She’d thought Ye Cheng was avoiding her, but he’d actually gone to get her something.
She wasn’t sure how he’d guessed she was thirsty, but at this point, it didn’t matter.
What mattered was that it worked. Though the young mistress’s face remained as cold and expressionless as ever, Ye Cheng could sense her mood lifting.
To make it easier for her, he even thoughtfully unscrewed the bottle cap.
Bubbles slowly rose, reaching the rim before gently settling back down.
Not wanting to make her feel awkward, Ye Cheng returned to his seat after delivering the goods and resumed performing "surgery" on his eraser.
Soon, the sound of the "eraser’s screams" reached Shen Qinghan’s ears again.
After drinking, the discomfort in her throat vanished, replaced by a refreshing coolness. Her gaze shifted to the ice cream on her desk.
Chocolate-flavored—her favorite.
She unwrapped it and took a bite.
From an angle Ye Cheng couldn’t see, the faintest smile tugged at Shen Qinghan’s lips.
Looking out the window again, the scenery somehow seemed more pleasing. Her mood had clearly improved.
……
Noon.
The classroom was empty—everyone else had left for lunch—except for Ye Cheng and Shen Qinghan, locked in a staring contest.
"Miss Shen, aren’t we going to eat?" Ye Cheng blinked rapidly, eyes pleading.
Shen Qinghan didn’t answer, just kept staring.
"Are you cold?" she finally asked.
"Yeah, the AC’s too strong in here. Freezing."
He wrapped his scarf tighter around his neck—twice.
Shen Qinghan silently observed the sweat beading on his forehead.
"Take it off."
"Huh? Oh, this? Wow, Miss Shen, you’ve got great taste!" Ye Cheng gave her a thumbs-up, then removed his school badge and handed it to her.
Shen Qinghan: "…"
"I meant the scarf," she said flatly.
"The scarf? Haha, well, I’m kinda cold, so maybe let’s skip that?"
Ye Cheng’s words were tripping over themselves.
More sweat formed—partly from heat, partly from fear.
Damn it. Wearing a scarf in the middle of summer, with temperatures over 40°C? Only he’d do something this ridiculous.
And this scarf? Stolen straight from the infirmary.
He couldn’t take it off now—it was covered in Tang Yuyao’s "evidence."
One thing was certain: if Shen Qinghan saw those marks, she wouldn’t be happy.
Shen Qinghan stared at him, silent and unreadable.
The pressure grew unbearable. Finally, Ye Cheng caved and removed the scarf.
Shen Qinghan narrowed her eyes.
"What is this?"
"Oh, this? Just cooling patches. Super refreshing when you stick them on your skin," Ye Cheng explained.
Indeed, he had a second layer of defense—rows of cooling patches plastered over his neck and shoulders.
Shen Qinghan said coolly, "But you just said you were cold."
"Haha, yeah, with so many patches, it’s a bit chilly. Hence the scarf, haha…"
"Peel them off."
Ye Cheng: "…"
"Uh, I don’t think that’s necessary…"
Seeing his resistance, Shen Qinghan didn’t waste words. She reached out and yanked one off.
"YAMEROOOO—!" Ye Cheng howled.
Underneath the patch was a clear, unmistakable bite mark.
Shen Qinghan’s pupils trembled.
"Who did this?!"
Unconsciously, her voice carried a sharp edge—one even she didn’t notice.
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.
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ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
