"Wake up."
Feeling someone nudging his shoulder, Long Aotian wiped his face instinctively and muttered, "I wasn't sleeping."
Seeing his dazed expression and weak denial, Shen Mengjie couldn’t help but cover her mouth with a light laugh. "Right, you weren’t sleeping. You were just practicing your snoring."
Hearing this, Long Aotian squinted at her, then glanced at the dispersing crowd around them. With a yawn, he grinned. "It’s over already?"
He’d barely slept the night before last, spent all day yesterday shopping with his little sweetheart, and then made love several times at night. Waking up early today, he couldn’t resist dozing off.
"Your roommates are something else. You were missing all day yesterday, and today those three are nowhere to be seen either."
"Old Li handed out our allowances today, so Huang Fei and the others went to get their hair done."
"What about Xu Shuai?" Long Aotian scanned the area but didn’t spot him.
"Already off flirting with Wang Lijuan. Who’d stick around just to watch you?"
She gave him a once-over. "What have you been up to these past two days? Definitely nothing good—you look completely drained."
"You wouldn’t understand. This is what happiness looks like."
"Sure, sure. You’re so happy. Skipped class yesterday, slept through today. Do you guys just fall apart without... that?"
"Can’t help it. My girl spoils me rotten." Long Aotian’s grin widened at the thought of how good she was to him.
"I never realized before how men could outdo women when it comes to being shameless," Shen Mengjie teased.
"By the way, how’s your confession plan coming along?"
The question instantly perked him up. "Got some ideas brewing."
He was convinced his plan would leave an unforgettable impression on his sweetheart. He could already picture her adorable, surprised expression.
Noticing his smirk, Shen Mengjie smiled too. "Guess I should congratulate you in advance." She held out her hand.
Seeing the bandage wrapped around it, Long Aotian frowned. "Didn’t you apply the ointment?"
She pouted. "I did, but it started itching by midnight. Probably allergic."
"You okay?"
She rolled her eyes. "If I were okay, would I need this bandage?"
With a sigh, she added, "I wanted to help you, but ended up useless and hurting myself instead."
"Alright, stop. You’re making me feel terrible."
"I’ll treat you to pig’s feet someday. Make it up to you."
"Now that’s more like it." She noticed him heading toward the campus gates instead of the dorm. "Where are you going?"
"To find my happiness."
"You’ll run yourself into the ground."
"Someone’ll take care of me." His sweetheart always did.
The thought made him quicken his pace, eager to see her.
"Is anyone in this world truly pure? I don’t think so—not even your precious girlfriend."
Shen Mengjie chuckled playfully, pulling out her phone and opening the photo gallery.
The first two pictures showed Long Aotian asleep at his desk. But in them, she was also there—leaning close beside him, the angle making their proximity seem intimate.
From the moment she’d met him, she could tell he was different.
Huang Fei? He was nice enough, but too easy. The slightest attention from her, and he’d cling like a puppy. That wasn’t what she wanted.
To her, Huang Fei was just friend material.
But Long Aotian? Han Xiaojing had a crush on him. Lin Wanning from the music department looked at him differently. Even that pretty, short-haired girl last Friday lit up when mentioning him.
There was something about him—indescribable yet comforting.
For someone like Shen Mengjie, who craved what she couldn’t have, it was maddening.
Because she only settled for the best.
And deep down, Long Aotian was just like her.
Luckily, she wasn’t the only one playing hunter. And when it came to turning situations to her advantage, she was a natural.
......
At a red light, Long Aotian checked the time on his phone.
Four minutes until the meetup. Plenty of time.
The closer he got to campus, the lighter the traffic became. His electric bike zipped through the streets until A University came into view.
Soon, he spotted two familiar figures in the crowd.
Too many people around to call out, so he kept his eyes locked on Hu Yuying.
As if sensing him, Hu Yuying, mid-conversation with Li Qingxue, suddenly looked toward the gates.
"Long Aotian’s here!" she exclaimed, tugging Li Qingxue’s arm excitedly.
Li Qingxue turned and saw him waving, helmet in hand.
"I see, I see. Calm down," Li Qingxue laughed. If not for their linked arms, Hu Yuying might’ve sprinted off.
"Long Aotian said he’d be here at 8:30 sharp, that I’d see him as soon as I reached the gate..." Hu Yuying gushed to her best friend.
Watching her joy, Li Qingxue smiled warmly.
The two hurried over.
"Long Aotian—"
Before Hu Yuying could take the helmet, Li Qingxue pulled her back and fixed Long Aotian with a stern look.
What followed was a lecture.
Long Aotian listened obediently, nodding occasionally to avoid upsetting her further.
"Got it?" Li Qingxue crossed her arms, chin raised.
"Got it," he replied.
"Good. Since you’re behaving, I’ll stop here."
"Tired from all that talking? Want some fruit tea?" he ventured, wary of another scolding.
After a thoughtful pause, Li Qingxue nodded. "Fine."
Hu Yuying giggled at her boyfriend’s resigned expression and shrugged.
Only Li Qingxue could keep Long Aotian in line...
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】
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?!
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!
