Lin Wanning hurried out of the restaurant. [None of the restaurants inside the mall had restrooms.]
Once outside, the blush on her face finally faded slightly.
It seemed that as long as she wasn’t in front of Long Aotian, she wouldn’t blush so easily.
She glanced back discreetly at Long Aotian and noticed he had already started selecting ingredients and was preparing to grill meat for her. The corners of her lips curled up, and her steps became noticeably lighter.
It’s okay if you don’t know how to be in a relationship, Aotian. Wanning can take it slow and accompany you step by step...
As the escalator carried her upward, her eyes landed on a man with a slicked-back middle part.
His hair was meticulously styled, combed into perfect symmetry—especially the exposed scalp line down the middle, which stood out conspicuously.
The escalator continued its ascent, revealing the man in full: his clothes were immaculate, not a single wrinkle out of place, and his lips carried a faint, confident smirk. In his hand, he held a single rose.
He scanned his surroundings as if searching for something, and in the next moment, his eyes lit up.
His smirk deepened. "As expected, it’s all fate. In this crowded place, my eyes found you instantly!"
He instinctively flicked his hair, only to remember it didn’t move. He chuckled at his own foolishness. "Almost forgot—I changed to a trendier hairstyle today."
Holding the rose in one hand and slipping the other into his pocket, he strode toward the figure not far away.
"Wanning!" His deep, slightly raspy voice—tinged with what some might call a "magnetic" quality—drew the attention of those nearby.
Facing the curious gazes, Ye Liangchen maintained his smirk, hands in his pockets, exuding an air of effortless charm as he walked forward.
Hearing her name, Lin Wanning instinctively halted and turned to look.
That fleeting glance, paired with her soft smile, struck Ye Liangchen like a hammer to the chest.
His steps faltered for a moment, but he quickly recovered, flicking his hair again—even if it didn’t budge, the gesture was essential for maintaining his cool demeanor.
Lin Wanning frowned slightly, studying the man approaching her with his middle-parted hair, rose in hand, and a smug grin. A brief flicker of confusion crossed her eyes.
She searched her memory, trying to recall if she knew him.
"We meet again." Seeing her seemingly stunned by his handsomeness, Ye Liangchen chuckled like a gentleman and gave her a slight nod.
"Who are you?"
"Your memory’s as bad as ever..."
At those words, Lin Wanning’s frown deepened. Yes, she remembered now.
"Who exactly are you? Do we know each other?" She had no patience for someone who had once tried to lift her pant leg without permission.
Ye Liangchen raised the rose to his nose, took an exaggerated sniff, and smirked. "The moment you asked that, we became acquainted!"
He then offered her the rose.
Lin Wanning’s expression turned icy as she stared at the flower he had just sniffed. "Are you serious?"
"If this is your idea of flirting, I’m not interested." Her tone was cold and detached, leaving no room for misunderstanding.
Without another word, she walked away. The excuse of needing the restroom had been awkward enough, and now this nuisance had ruined her mood. All she wanted was to return to Long Aotian.
"There seems to be some misunderstanding between us. Aren’t you curious how I knew your name?"
Lin Wanning didn’t slow her steps. "Not at all."
Ye Liangchen merely smiled at her rejection. He knew this was just her nature—and where was the fun without a challenge?
A life without obstacles was no life at all. Ye Liangchen thrived on the struggle.
Turning, he watched Lin Wanning re-enter the restaurant before spinning on his heel and taking another dramatic whiff of the rose.
Then, he strode toward the same restaurant.
"You’re back. Try this—I wasn’t sure if you like spicy food, so I kept it mild."
Seeing Lin Wanning return, Long Aotian placed a plate of freshly grilled meat in front of her.
At the sight of the food, her earlier irritation melted away. "Thank you, Aotian."
"Calling me ‘Aotian’ and still saying ‘thank you’?" He chuckled as he continued grilling.
"It’s delicious. You should have some too." Lin Wanning picked up a piece with her chopsticks and placed it on his plate. "Eat more."
"Let me know if there’s anything else you’d like. I’ll grill it for you."
"Okay." She stood up with a soft smile, a stark contrast to her frosty demeanor moments ago.
Ye Liangchen’s grip tightened, snapping the rose in his hand. A wave of sorrow washed over him, and a single tear rolled down his cheek.
"Disgusting... absolutely disgusting..."
He couldn’t believe what he was seeing.
His body swayed slightly as if he might collapse.
"Are you alright?" A waiter at the entrance noticed the tearful young man and instinctively asked.
Ye Liangchen’s lips curled into a self-mocking smile. "Do you know what it means to drown in sorrow?"
Without waiting for an answer, he continued, "No one could possibly understand how I feel right now. My heart is already shattered. The person standing before you is nothing but an empty shell!"
His fists clenched, his gaze fixed unblinkingly on the pair not far away. Who could comprehend the bitterness in his heart?
He had calculated everything perfectly. He was so close to winning Lin Wanning over...
"Why? Why is this happening? Why is Long Aotian—who should be selling clothes in Haivan City—here, sharing a meal with Lin Wanning?"
Closing his eyes, he forced out his last tear... and then laughed. This time, it was genuine.
"The heavens are unjust, treating all as expendable. My patience with you was met not with understanding, but with your relentless encroachment. Long Aotian, do you truly think I won’t strike back?"
"Fine. You leave me no choice."
With that, Ye Liangchen pulled out his phone and snapped several photos of Long Aotian and Lin Wanning.
"I refuse to believe Hu Yuying and Li Qingxue will stand by once they see how you’ve played with their emotions. They’ll finally see the monster you truly are."
"And I refuse to believe Lin Wanning won’t despise you once she learns you’ve been two-timing them."
"I defeated you once in our past life. In this one, you’ll remain beneath me!"
This time, Ye Liangchen’s fury was real.
He stood at the edge of a cliff, one step away from the abyss...
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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."
