Before long, hurried footsteps echoed from behind.
Long Aotian glanced back and casually waved at the approaching figures.
The first to arrive was Huang Fei.
His expression was grim, clearly agitated, and his inner turmoil was unmistakable.
Equally flustered was Han Xiaojing, who jogged over, slightly out of breath. "Shen Mengjie."
"I'm fine," Shen Mengjie replied, shooting Long Aotian a sidelong glance as she noticed Han Xiaojing and the others searching for her.
If there was ever proof that a woman’s mood could shift faster than flipping a page, this was it.
One moment she had been meek and seeking guidance, and now—nothing but an eye-roll.
Han Xiaojing first nodded at Long Aotian in gratitude before turning to Shen Mengjie, her voice tinged with hurt and reproach. "You didn’t even answer my calls."
Shen Mengjie swayed slightly as she stood. "Sorry, I just... needed some quiet time alone today. Didn’t mean to worry you."
Han Xiaojing, along with Wang Lijuan and Zhang Mengmeng, who had just caught up, quickly moved to steady her.
The three exchanged glances—they knew exactly what had darkened her mood.
"Thanks," Shen Mengjie murmured as she passed Long Aotian.
Han Xiaojing finally mustered the courage to speak to him directly.
Long Aotian waved it off with a grin. "Just happened to run into her."
His breath, heavy with the scent of alcohol, brushed against her face, and Han Xiaojing felt her skin warm where it touched. She lowered her gaze, suddenly too flustered to meet his eyes.
Huang Fei studied Shen Mengjie, her usually sharp, alluring eyes now clouded and unfocused from drink, her fair cheeks flushed. He’d never seen her like this before.
The Shen Mengjie he knew was always confident, vibrant, radiant.
Now, she seemed more like a rose on the verge of wilting...
When Huang Fei had first seen those posts and screenshots on the school forum, his resolve had wavered.
But now, faced with this version of her, something in him tightened. The hesitation vanished, replaced by an urge to shield her—to stand firm.
At the end of the day, it all came back to one thing: he still cared. He couldn’t let go, not so easily...
He stepped forward softly. "I was really worried about you."
"You’re such a fool. A sweet one, though," Shen Mengjie chuckled.
"She’s had a bit too much—don’t take it to heart. We should get going," Wang Lijuan said apologetically to Huang Fei.
They’d all seen how frantic he’d been when Shen Mengjie went missing. For her to call him foolish now—was she trying to break his heart?
"Take care on your way back," Xu Shuai said, glancing between Long Aotian and the four girls before adding gently, "Text me when you’re home."
"Will do. You guys head back soon too."
Once the four had left, Huang Fei and Xu Shuai approached Long Aotian, voices hushed.
"Hold on."
Long Aotian tossed Huang Fei a beer from his pocket, then walked off to relieve himself under the cover of darkness. "Another minute, and my bladder would’ve exploded."
Finished, he felt instantly lighter.
Without waiting for questions, Long Aotian recounted everything.
"I was almost back at the dorm when I overheard some people talking. From what Shen Mengjie said, I thought she blamed me, so I rushed over..."
Huang Fei kicked an empty can across the ground. "Damn it! I can’t stand spineless cowards!"
"If I ever find out who that bastard is, I’ll make him regret it!"
"Hiding behind anonymity, smearing a girl to save his own skin—disgusting!"
Long Aotian met Huang Fei’s gaze solemnly. "Loving someone like Shen Mengjie won’t be easy."
He didn’t know her past, but from their earlier conversation, it was clear her personality was shaped by her upbringing.
After everything that had happened—last time and now—it was obvious how much Huang Fei cared for her. He’d said enough.
Huang Fei stared at the beer can in his hand, silent for a moment before popping it open. "I know. I know all of it. But I can’t help myself..."
"When I saw those things on the forum, when I couldn’t find her, I kept thinking—once I did, maybe then I could finally stop loving her..."
"But when I actually found her and saw her drunk from heartbreak with my own eyes, my heart kept telling me, over and over, that I should protect her, that I shouldn’t let her get hurt again..."
At this point, Huang Fei took a big gulp of beer and forced a bitter smile. "How pathetic. And here I was, calling myself the top of the 'Four Great Love Kings of 147'—turns out I’m the biggest joke of them all..."
Long Aotian and Xu Shuai patted his shoulder.
For a moment, neither of them knew what to say.
"Where’s Li Longlong?" Long Aotian changed the subject—this one was too heavy.
Xu Shuai seized the opportunity. "That guy’s been getting cozy with his senior lately. They went to see a movie today."
Long Aotian frowned slightly.
Xu Shuai immediately regretted his words and smacked his own mouth in frustration.
The two coughed awkwardly and glanced at Huang Fei.
They saw him, with a twisted expression—half-smile, half-sob—down the entire can of beer in one go.
"Come on, Ah Fei, let’s head back first."
"Yeah, the weather’s really turned. It’s getting chilly at night."
Not long after they returned to the dorm, Li Longlong barged in, phone in hand.
He took one look at Huang Fei smoking on his bed, then at Xu Shuai and Long Aotian.
Li Longlong swallowed hard. Even someone as oblivious as him could sense the tension in the room.
Whatever he’d been about to say was abruptly swallowed back.
He sidled up to Long Aotian and Xu Shuai and whispered, "What’s the situation here?"
"For now, it’s fine," Xu Shuai muttered back. "Old Huang’s taking it hard today. Don’t say anything, don’t ask anything."
Li Longlong nodded silently and unlocked his phone.
"What are you doing? Not in the mood for gaming tonight."
"Just checking if my senior has any single, high-quality friends..."
"Damn, you’ve got the right idea!" Long Aotian couldn’t help but give him a thumbs-up.
"Just doing my part... Though I’m nowhere near as dedicated as our dear readers, who power up the vultures every night..."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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?!
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?!
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."
