The Little Secretary descended from the cafeteria's third floor and noticed an eerie silence on the second floor—unnaturally quiet.
"Huh? Why is everyone so quiet?"
Unlike the third floor, which required identity verification, the first and second floors were open dining areas, usually bustling with noise and crowds. This was precisely why Dongfang Zhixia disliked eating there—it was too loud, and she often had to endure the disgusting stares of certain "trash."
To avoid losing her appetite, Dongfang Zhixia and the Little Secretary always dined on the third floor.
The same logic applied to Shen Qinghan. She disliked drawing attention or making a spectacle of herself. Though she never flaunted her status, the students at the academy weren’t fools. Too many people recognized her—she was the young mistress of the Shen family, a name that carried terrifying weight.
A century ago, her family had ruled Great Sea City. With such a legacy, staying low-key was nearly impossible.
To avoid trouble and those same disgusting stares, Shen Qinghan also chose the third floor.
Clutching two trays, the Little Secretary noticed the unnatural silence. The moment she stepped onto the second floor, a sea of eyes turned toward her.
She shuddered, her face paling.
"Wuwuwu… Young Mistress, why is everyone staring at me? Wuwu…"
Whimpering pitifully, she hugged the trays and scurried toward Dongfang Zhixia, finally taking refuge beside her. The Little Secretary exhaled in relief, as if she’d reached a safe zone in a shrinking battlefield.
"Young Mistress, why… why is no one talking?" Her timid voice came from behind Dongfang Zhixia as she tugged lightly on her mistress’s sleeve.
Dongfang Zhixia finally snapped out of her daze—the lingering sensation of Ye Cheng’s kiss still clouding her mind.
Even someone as formidable as Dongfang Zhixia could be distracted.
She knew that after today, her "relationship" with Ye Cheng would be cemented in everyone’s eyes. Worse, her family would inevitably find out.
Both of Ye Cheng’s kisses had happened in front of everyone—undeniable facts. No matter how much power Dongfang Zhixia wielded, she couldn’t silence the entire school.
The truth would spread.
No amount of explanation could change the fact that her first kiss had been stolen by Ye Cheng.
Taking a deep breath, Dongfang Zhixia’s gaze sharpened as she swept it across the room.
Not a single person dared to meet her eyes.
"If you don’t want to eat, then don’t eat ever again!" Her commanding voice echoed through the cafeteria, sending a collective shiver down everyone’s spines.
Clatter, clatter, clatter—soon, the usual cacophony of chatter and clinking utensils returned. No one dared to keep staring at Ye Cheng’s group, though a few still stole glances when they thought no one was looking.
The moment Dongfang Zhixia exerted her authority, the Little Secretary felt the weight of countless stares vanish.
"Young Mistress, you’re amazing!" The Little Secretary’s eyes sparkled with admiration, her voice brimming with genuine reverence.
Unaware of what had happened earlier, she was still happily celebrating the extra hundred yuan in her allowance.
Maybe if she praised her mistress a little more, she could squeeze out even more pocket money. Hehe.
The clever Little Secretary remained oblivious to Dongfang Zhixia’s unusual mood.
"Let’s go. I’ve lost my appetite."
Dongfang Zhixia glanced at Shen Qinghan, flicked her long hair, folded her arms, and strode out of the cafeteria with confident, measured steps, her expensive leather shoes clicking against the floor.
The Little Secretary blinked, then hurried after her. "Young Mistress, what about our food?"
"We’re not eating it."
"Huh?" Her face fell instantly. She was starving.
"We’ll eat at home. I’ll have the family chef prepare something for you," Dongfang Zhixia added.
The Little Secretary’s gloom vanished in an instant. Yes!
Suddenly remembering something, she turned and scampered back to their table, pouting exaggeratedly.
"Jerk, you can have this food! Hmph!"
"Young Mistress, wait for me…"
One of the Little Secretary’s virtues was never wasting food. Even if it meant feeding a "jerk" like Ye Cheng, so be it!
Ye Cheng blinked, watching her leave. "This kid doesn’t seem very bright…"
Shaking his head, he took the "offering" without hesitation and walked over to the other young mistress, who had been silently suffering all this time.
"Young Mistress?"
Ye Cheng sat down and tentatively called out to Shen Qinghan, gauging her reaction.
Shen Qinghan ignored him. In the past, her little leather shoe would’ve already stomped on his foot by now. But this time… nothing.
A bad feeling settled in Ye Cheng’s gut.
"Young Mistress, earlier, the Student Council President—ahem, that awful woman—was just trying to provoke you! Don’t fall for it!"
His words hit empty air. Shen Qinghan remained expressionless, quietly eating her meal as if she hadn’t heard him.
"Young Mistress, I—"
"Shut up. I’m eating." Her voice was calm, her eyes never lifting from her food.
Ye Cheng: "…"
He was so dead.
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Evening.
School ended, and Ye Cheng watched helplessly as Shen Qinghan crouched slightly.
"Young Mistress, go ahead. Use me as you please!"
Shen Qinghan acted as if she hadn’t heard, silently pulling out her cane, gathering her things, and walking out.
Tap, tap, tap…
Ye Cheng’s heart sank. Since noon, the ruthless young mistress had become a completely different person—not a single word spoken. This was the worst-case scenario.
He didn’t dare force the issue, knowing her mood was fragile, so he simply followed in silence.
They walked all the way to the school gates and beyond.
"Whoa, what festival is this? Why so many black cars?"
Ye Cheng gaped at the fleet of luxury vehicles parked outside.
The moment Shen Qinghan stepped out, the doors of every black car swung open in unison. People filed out, standing in perfect formation before bowing deeply.
"Welcome home, Young Mistress!!!"
Shen Qinghan stepped into one of the cars without a word. Just as the door was about to close, Ye Cheng slipped in after her.
"Young Mistress, is this your friend?"
The short-haired woman responsible for closing the door hesitated, not daring to offend Ye Cheng—after all, her mistress had never brought a "friend" home before.
"I don’t know him." Shen Qinghan’s voice was flat.
"Understood!" The woman nodded.
Slam!
Ye Cheng was unceremoniously kicked out of the car by the woman from earlier.
Ye Cheng: "..."
The grand motorcade gradually faded into the distance. Through the rearview mirror, Shen Qinghan's gaze shifted slightly as she watched Ye Cheng sprawled on the ground.
"Who told you to kick him out?"
Her voice was unnervingly cold. The woman behind the wheel shuddered, beads of sweat forming on her forehead.
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
