Last time when taking a bath, I didn’t notice anything.
But the time before that, when bathing with Yuying, she was certain Lin Wanning hadn’t looked like this.
Shaking her head, Li Qingxue wondered if she had misseen things.
How could it be possible in such a short time? Besides, if Lin Wanning had gotten a boyfriend, she definitely wouldn’t keep it a secret...
"What are you doing? Come in quickly, the bathwater is just right—any more and it’ll overflow."
Hearing Lin Wanning’s call, Li Qingxue dismissed it as her own mistake.
She took off her underwear and stepped into the tub.
The steam from the hot water formed a dense mist in the small space. Glancing at Lin Wanning, Li Qingxue settled into the right side of the bathtub.
Soaking in the hot water, every cell in her body seemed to relax.
A soft moan of comfort escaped her lips.
Then she felt a splash of water hit her.
Li Qingxue adjusted her position, lounging comfortably. "What’s up?"
"What were you thinking about earlier?" Lin Wanning asked casually, resting her arms on the edge of the tub.
Li Qingxue looked up at her. The heat had deepened the red marks on Lin Wanning’s skin. Frowning slightly, she ignored the question and pointed instead. "What’s that on your body?"
Lin Wanning glanced down at herself, rubbing at the marks with a faint smile. "Probably just from scrubbing too hard."
Li Qingxue wasn’t convinced. The marks didn’t look like they came from scrubbing—especially the one near her collarbone.
It was an irregular oval shape, not something fingers could leave behind. It looked more like... a hickey.
Having watched a few risqué films, Li Qingxue wasn’t entirely naive anymore.
A hickey?
From who?
Had Lin Wanning, heartbroken after seeing Hu Yuying and Long Aotian together, rushed into a new relationship to forget him? And had they already... slept together?
The thought startled her.
She had known Lin Wanning for a long time. Though she was aware of her quiet boldness, she never took her for someone so impulsive.
But once the seed of curiosity was planted, everything seemed suspicious.
Multiple marks on Lin Wanning’s body hinted at something happening in just two days.
To test her theory, Li Qingxue’s eyes sparkled mischievously.
"You go ahead and wash your hair first. I want to soak a little longer."
Lin Wanning, unsuspecting, stood up from the tub and turned on the shower.
As the water cascaded over her, she gathered her long hair to apply shampoo—revealing even more.
The marks on her shoulders looked like someone had gripped them from behind, arms sliding under her armpits.
And for that to happen, Lin Wanning would’ve had to be lying down...
Li Qingxue stood, grabbed some shampoo sachets, and squeezed extra onto Lin Wanning’s head. "Your hair’s long, mine’s short. I always have leftovers—don’t waste them."
"Qingxue, that’s too much! The suds are getting in my eyes."
"Oops! Then rinse it off first."
As Lin Wanning washed, Li Qingxue crouched behind her. Through the gap between her legs, she had a clear view of the opposite wall.
The sight confirmed her earlier suspicion. Covering her mouth, she gasped.
Wanning really had become a woman...
And in just two days...
Her shock turned to fascination. Settling back into the tub, she studied Lin Wanning, wondering who could’ve won her over so quickly.
Had Lin Wanning’s exhaustion yesterday been because of... that?
The thought made Li Qingxue’s cheeks flush. She stifled a giggle.
Hearing her, Lin Wanning smiled. "What’s so funny?"
Li Qingxue arched a brow, her expression teasing. Still pretending? Let’s see how long you can keep this up.
Even if she wasn’t the "mother-in-law," Lin Wanning couldn’t hide this forever.
If they’d already slept together, she’d introduce him eventually.
Who could’ve charmed our Wanning so fast?
Seeing Li Qingxue’s playful smirk, Lin Wanning stepped closer, mirroring her knowing look. "That smile means trouble. Are you plotting something?"
Her hands began tracing Li Qingxue’s body, tickling her.
Squirming, Li Qingxue burst into laughter. "Alright, alright! Wanning, are you dating someone?"
Lin Wanning’s fingers froze. "Of course not."
Though the pause was brief, Li Qingxue felt it. "Liar! What, scared I’ll steal your boyfriend?" she teased.
"Look at those marks. No one gets hickeys like that from scrubbing—especially not on the collarbone. And your legs..."
Lin Wanning’s smile stiffened. Her gaze dropped to her thighs, remembering how Li Qingxue had once teased Hu Yuying about "becoming a woman."
How could I forget?
Biting her lip, she met Li Qingxue’s eyes. "Qingxue, please don’t tell anyone. Not even my brother or Yuying."
"Relax, my lips are sealed!" Li Qingxue grinned, oblivious to Lin Wanning’s tension.
Lin Wanning rolled her eyes. That’s exactly why I’m worried.
"Qingxue, a lot of people wouldn’t approve. I don’t want this relationship exposed yet."
"Please keep it secret."
Seeing her rare seriousness, Li Qingxue nodded. If Wanning had her reasons, she’d respect them.
As a friend, she only wanted her happiness.
"I won’t say a word," she promised.
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.”
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!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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】
