Shen Mengjie saw the message and instinctively turned to look at Long Aotian, only to find him still whispering with Li Longlong. She couldn't help but chuckle softly. "So stupid. Everyone else is scheming against you, yet here you are, clueless as ever."
"Honestly, I don’t know how you managed to provoke someone like this."
"Both foolish and overly confident—what a headache."
Since Shen Mengjie already drew plenty of attention, the sight of her covering her mouth with a light laugh made many pause for a moment.
Though most people gossiped about her, no one could deny that Shen Mengjie’s sexy, mature image was undeniably striking.
Some even wondered if they should try asking her out. Maybe they’d get a taste of her charm...
Suppressing her smile, Shen Mengjie turned back to her phone. "But I don’t think Long Aotian is the way you describe him. He seems pretty decent to me."
What she didn’t realize was that these words struck a nerve with Ye Liangchen.
His already battered heart couldn’t stand hearing anyone praise Long Aotian in front of him.
Not even a little bit!
So when he read the message, he clutched his chest and let out a pained cry.
The sudden outburst made everyone around him look up in surprise.
Under their gazes, Ye Liangchen acted like a wounded hero from an ancient martial arts film—eyes tightly shut, one hand pressed to his chest, his head tilted at a melancholic 45-degree angle as he let out a bitter laugh.
He tried to stand, deliberately staggering for effect. When others moved to help him, he gritted his teeth, kept his eyes closed, and slowly raised a hand. "It’s nothing. Just a sudden pang of heartache when I turned around!"
Taking a deep breath, he straightened his posture and walked out step by step under everyone’s watchful eyes.
When he passed Zhou Li, he paused, flashing a sorrowful smile before tossing his hair. "Don’t worry about me. I’m fine."
Zhou Li gave him a strange look, lips parting briefly before she decided against saying anything.
Noticing her subtle glance and the unspoken concern, Ye Liangchen smirked confidently, flicked his hair again, and strode out.
Once he was gone, Zhou Li turned to her friend. "That Ye Liangchen really loves putting on a show, doesn’t he?"
"Right? Who goes around hugging themselves all the time? And that weird, unshakable confidence of his... it’s just bizarre."
Of course, Ye Liangchen didn’t hear any of this.
His mind was entirely fixated on Shen Mengjie. To him, she was now the perfect weapon to bring down Long Aotian.
If she ended up being tricked into bed by that bastard, he might get evidence of Long Aotian’s infidelity—but then she’d be ruined.
He refused to always settle for Long Aotian’s leftovers!
His happiness was his to protect!
With that thought, Ye Liangchen quickly typed on his phone.
"Mengjie, appearances can be deceiving. I know Long Aotian better than you do."
“Remember what I told you before? He forced someone who should’ve loved me, stole my childhood sweetheart of nine years, and now he’s targeting my little childhood friend. How could someone like that be good?”
Soon, Shen Mengjie replied: "Then what should I do?"
Reading her response, Ye Liangchen exhaled in relief. As long as he could turn her against Long Aotian, the rest would be easy.
After all, he was already gathering Hu Yuying’s business plans. Once he understood the details, he could steal her ideas before Long Aotian had a chance.
How could Long Aotian possibly compete then?
"Don’t be afraid. I promised to protect you, and I will."
"Do you know about chivalry?"
"Rest assured, I’ll stand by your side like an unwavering knight, shielding you from harm. That’s the greatest confidence of a knight like me!"
After sending the message, Ye Liangchen took a deep breath. He’d upheld the knight’s code long enough—it was time to act.
After all, a knight never retreats!
Tossing his hair, he mused, "I’ll change my look this afternoon. Shen Mengjie, I hope you last a little longer under my charm. Heh, this’ll be fun."
......
The morning passed in a flash.
Hu Yuying packed her things, sent a message in the trio’s group chat, and headed back to her dorm to change.
Xue Shaohua, who’d been posing dramatically at the entrance, clenched his fists when Hu Yuying walked past without even glancing his way.
He’d done all this just to catch her eye—just once.
He refused to believe his edgy style and ear piercings wouldn’t grab her attention. After all, plenty of others had noticed...
Staring after her, he sighed and slipped a hand into his pocket, following her. "I’m like a lone wolf in the night, silently guarding, silently licking my wounds... all just so you might see me."
He chuckled softly. "Who’d have thought a playboy like me would finally settle down?"
He was deeply moved by his own devotion and sacrifices...
Meanwhile, back in her dorm, Hu Yuying took out a little black dress, remembering how dazed Long Aotian had looked the first time he saw her in it.
Biting her lip shyly, she hugged the dress and giggled girlishly.
After changing, she left the dorm again.
Time to meet Qingxue and Wan Ning for their shoot. More money meant more gifts for Grandpa, Grandma, and Long Aotian—so many, many things!
The thought made her steps light and cheerful as she headed toward the campus gate.
Along the way, she noticed countless eyes on her and instinctively lowered her gaze, quickening her pace.
Xue Shaohua, who’d been about to leave, also caught sight of her and froze.
The snug black dress hugged her figure perfectly, accentuating every curve.
It was undeniably sexy...
Yet her clear, innocent eyes held a purity that tugged at the heart.
"Is she dressing up like this to meet Long Aotian? Are they going to a hotel?"
The idea made Xue Shaohua’s heart race. Without thinking, he trailed after her. Even if he could only listen through a wall...
It was like writing Hu Yuying’s name on a cigarette and breathing her in.
"Does this mean I’m part of it too?" Xue Shaohua murmured dazedly...
......
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."
【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.)
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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.”
