"Juan, over here." Xu Shuai spotted Wang Lijuan and her friends, waving his hand high.
"Why are you alone here?" Shen Mengjie couldn't help but ask when she saw only Xu Shuai waiting.
"Old Huang went ahead to book a private room. Old Ao is busy preparing his confession plan, and Old Li also wants to confess to his senior. They’ll probably show up soon. I stayed behind to wait for you guys so we can head to the restaurant together."
After hearing Xu Shuai’s explanation, Shen Mengjie scoffed. "A confession plan? Someone like Long Aotian would actually stress over something like that?"
"Don’t laugh. Old Ao is taking this very seriously. Let’s just go—Old Huang’s probably already sorted everything out."
With that, Xu Shuai sidled up to Wang Lijuan with a grin and whispered, "I saw those roasted chestnuts you like earlier, so I bought some for you. Here, have some."
He unzipped his jacket and pulled out a box of warm roasted chestnuts, handing it to her.
Wang Lijuan glanced at her two roommates, who were watching with amused smiles, her cheeks flushing slightly. "I could’ve bought them myself if I wanted."
"I just wanted to get them for you," Xu Shuai replied, his grin unwavering.
Sometimes, it takes a comparison to realize how good the person beside you is.
And he just wanted to be good to Wang Lijuan.
"Just lead the way already," Wang Lijuan said, pretending indifference, though she couldn’t hide her smile as she accepted the chestnuts.
"Got it." Xu Shuai scratched his head sheepishly and walked ahead.
Wang Lijuan took a deep breath, opened the box, and offered some to Shen Mengjie and Han Xiaojing. "Try some. Roasted chestnuts are the best this season."
"We’ll pass. Your Xu Shuai’s watching," Shen Mengjie teased.
Xu Shuai, walking ahead, quickly turned his head away, pretending not to look.
Han Xiaojing couldn’t help but laugh.
Amid the banter, they arrived at the restaurant entrance.
Huang Fei, seeing the group approach, stepped forward to greet them. He wanted to walk closer to Shen Mengjie but remembered Old Ao’s advice—start as simple friends first.
So he restrained himself, ushering everyone into the private room instead.
He placed the menu on the table and poured water for everyone. "I ordered a few dishes, but feel free to add more. There’s plenty of us."
"Old Ao and Old Li are on their way—should be here soon."
Coming from a well-off family, Huang Fei didn’t mind treating everyone. Xu Shuai didn’t hold back either, ordering two hot dishes before passing the menu to Shen Mengjie.
Before long, the door swung open.
Long Aotian and Li Longlong stumbled in, laughing and shoving each other playfully.
"Sorry, got held up on the way. We’re late."
Shen Mengjie smirked. "No problem. We don’t mind waiting for someone as busy as you."
As if she didn’t know he’d been preparing his confession. How pretentious!
But the moment the words left her mouth, she regretted them.
She was usually so composed—why did she always lose her cool around Long Aotian?
"Get Mengjie a fish—my treat."
Shen Mengjie raised an eyebrow, puzzled. "Even after what I just said, you’re still treating me to fish?"
"Nah, I just think you’re really good at picking bones out."
Someone burst out laughing, and soon the whole room was in stitches.
Shen Mengjie shot Long Aotian a glare. "Oh, absolutely. I’m great at picking bones. You can have the whole fish then."
Han Xiaojing and Wang Lijuan exchanged surprised glances.
Shen Mengjie, always so assertive, somehow turned docile around Long Aotian...
Just then, the waiter knocked lightly and began serving the cold dishes.
"Bring us a case of beer and three bottles of juice."
"Make it two juices," Shen Mengjie corrected with a smile. "Two’s enough."
"You lightweight. Don’t start crying with a red nose again."
"Long Aotian, must you always underestimate me?"
"Hard not to when someone leaves such a lasting impression."
"Oh, please. Last time, you drank all the alcohol I bought!"
"I disagree. The last bottle was hidden—then Huang Fei drank it."
Hearing that Long Aotian had stashed the last bottle, Shen Mengjie couldn’t help but laugh. "Serves you right for showing off. I should’ve nagged you more!"
"Should’ve punched you instead—would’ve made you cry for ages."
"Can’t you go easy on me? I am a girl, you know." She huffed. He never cut her any slack.
Well, except that one night...
"Fine, I’ll let you drink two extra bottles. Happy?" He popped open a beer and handed it to her. "Ladies first."
Han Xiaojing stifled a laugh. Shen Mengjie, who never backed down even when wrong, had finally met her match in Long Aotian.
The meal felt more like a gathering among friends.
Same age, same class—once the conversation started, there was no stopping it.
Shen Mengjie finished her drink, her gaze flickering toward Long Aotian as he joked with the others. Setting down her glass, she asked sweetly, "Heard you’re planning to confess to someone?"
"Need any advice?"
Long Aotian didn’t answer immediately, instead turning to Huang Fei and Xu Shuai.
Under his stare, Xu Shuai chuckled and downed three glasses in self-punishment.
"No need. Us four kings of Room 147 have skills. A little confession? Piece of cake."
Shen Mengjie propped her chin on her hand, scoffing. She’d seen through his roommates long ago.
Expecting Huang Fei and the others to come up with a decent plan? Might as well believe pigs could fly.
"You helped me before. Let me return the favor—we’ll call it even."
Afraid he’d refuse, she quickly added, "Besides, don’t you think girls understand what kind of surprises and romance other girls would like?"
Long Aotian considered her words. She had a point.
Girls would know better.
If he asked Qingxue or Wannin, those two would probably spill everything to her by tonight.
Under Long Aotian’s gaze, Shen Mengjie’s pulse inexplicably quickened.
She looked away, feigning impatience. "You helped me, I’ll help you plan a little romantic gesture. We’ll be even."
"Just say yes or no. Why are you hesitating more than me? Are you even up for this?"
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.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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."
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
