"I really never expected Long Aotian to be this kind of person. I didn’t notice anything unusual in our daily interactions. Are you sure you’re not lying to me?"
Shen Mengjie’s bewildered expression, tinged with innocent doubt, greatly satisfied Ye Liangchen’s desire to perform.
"Sometimes, you can’t judge a person just by their appearance. Long Aotian is a master of disguise. If you hadn’t met me, you’d only end up hurt when his true nature is revealed."
"I know it must be shocking for me to tell you all this out of the blue. You probably think, ‘How could there be such a terrible person in the world?’ But the truth is, Long Aotian’s vileness goes far beyond your imagination."
Ye Liangchen spoke with such heartfelt sincerity that he nearly dropped to his knees to swear an oath, afraid Shen Mengjie wouldn’t believe him.
The reason he went to such lengths was that he saw in Shen Mengjie the hope of defeating Long Aotian and reclaiming everything that rightfully belonged to him.
He wanted to use Shen Mengjie to prove to Hu Yuying, Li Qingxue, and Lin Wanning that they had misjudged Long Aotian—that he was nothing but a womanizing scoundrel who chased after every new thrill.
Only then could he make them lose faith in Long Aotian.
On the other hand, the more passionately he portrayed himself now, the deeper an impression he would leave on Shen Mengjie.
Ye Liangchen was confident that with his looks, charm, and this lasting impression, Shen Mengjie would inevitably fall for him.
From there, everything would unfold just as in his dreams—he would become their little sun, their one and only beloved.
"Don’t be like this. I... I believe you." Seeing Ye Liangchen kneel, ready to swear an oath, Shen Mengjie took a step back—whether intentionally or not, she ended up standing right in front of him. Coincidentally, her finger brushed her phone, switching it to camera mode.
Hearing Shen Mengjie say she believed him, Ye Liangchen flicked his hair with confidence and flashed a smile. "Thank you for trusting me. I knew my efforts wouldn’t be in vain."
"Could you... stand up first?"
Only then did Ye Liangchen realize he was still kneeling. He quickly rose, slightly embarrassed. "Sorry, I got carried away."
"You must really hate Long Aotian, don’t you?" Shen Mengjie asked softly.
In Ye Liangchen’s words, Long Aotian was nothing short of a heinous villain.
They must have had quite the dramatic history.
Shen Mengjie was enjoying the entertainment and wanted to know more about their past.
Of course, some parts might be exaggerated, but there was no denying this was an amusing little diversion.
Ye Liangchen clenched his fists tightly. "Hate him? How could I not?"
"There’s a café ahead. Let me treat you to coffee?" Shen Mengjie offered gently, not wanting to stand around like a fool any longer.
"How inconsiderate of me. A gentleman should be the one treating you, Mengjie." Ye Liangchen smirked.
Perfect. He had clearly piqued her interest—she didn’t even object to him calling her "Mengjie." Ah, his irresistible, effortless charm.
Inside the café, Shen Mengjie crossed her legs and quietly observed Ye Liangchen.
"Mengjie, give me a moment to gather my thoughts." Ye Liangchen took a deep breath, replaying the memory of Long Aotian slapping him in his mind.
The next second, his fists tightened again. "Hate him? Of course I do."
"You have no idea what he’s put me through."
In Ye Liangchen’s version of events:
He met, befriended, grew close to, and fell in love with a precious girl—only for Long Aotian to take advantage of his absence and force himself on her.
Then there was his childhood sweetheart, the girl he’d known for nine years. Just because Long Aotian glanced at her on her way to the restroom, he pressured her into dating him instead.
Ye Liangchen, in his desperate attempt to stop Long Aotian’s evil schemes, nearly missed his college entrance exams. Thankfully, his academic foundation was solid, and he still managed to get into a prestigious university in the capital.
But the worst of it? His childhood friend was also harassed by Long Aotian.
Just yesterday, he’d been at the music academy’s entrance—not by coincidence, but to protect her from harm.
It was only by sheer luck that he ended up meeting Shen Mengjie instead.
Shen Mengjie listened to the convoluted tale as if it were a story.
In short, Long Aotian was the villain, and Ye Liangchen the righteous hero.
Then, Shen Mengjie’s phone rang.
Glancing at the caller ID, she gave Ye Liangchen an apologetic look. "I need to take this."
Ye Liangchen nodded with a smile. After hearing his tragic backstory, he was certain Shen Mengjie had been deeply moved.
"Xiao Jing? What’s up?"
"Alright, I’ll head back right away."
Hanging up, she turned to Ye Liangchen. "I have to return to campus."
"Can we exchange QQ info?"
Shen Mengjie’s cheeks flushed slightly as she nodded in a demure manner. "If you ever have any plans to deal with that despicable Long Aotian... be sure to let me know."
"Don’t worry. For your sake, I won’t let him hurt you again."
Watching Shen Mengjie walk away, Ye Liangchen smirked confidently, flicking his hair. Everything was going exactly as planned.
Once outside the café, Shen Mengjie took out her phone and turned off the pre-set alarm.
Her lips curled into a sensual, knowing smile.
Stretching lazily, she headed back toward campus.
The tree-lined path rustled in the wind, shedding occasional yellowed leaves.
When the weather turned colder, these leaves would blanket the ground—how beautiful that would be.
Kneeling down, she picked up a leaf.
Her mood suddenly brightened.
Opening her class group chat, she found Long Aotian’s profile and sent a friend request, along with a message:
[This is Shen Mengjie. Hey, Long Aotian, did you offend someone?]
A reply came quickly: [Hmm, how’d you know I pissed off a woman?]
Though he responded, he didn’t accept the friend request.
[Long Aotian, I’m being serious here. Can you take this seriously?]
[Who else could I have offended besides you?]
"Fair point." Shen Mengjie could tell Long Aotian at least had some sense of morality.
[Fine. Apologize, and I’ll let it go.]
[One punch from me, and you’d be crying for hours. Believe it?]
Upon reading the message, Shen Mengjie was so furious that she stomped her feet in frustration. Unfortunately, Long Aotian never replied to her again.
"You big idiot! Fine, I’ll just see how Ye Liangchen plans to mess with you!"
"What a despicable man!!!!"
Originally, Shen Mengjie had been looking forward to seeing Long Aotian get humiliated by Ye Liangchen.
Little did she know, a storm targeting her was already silently brewing...
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
