Xue Shaohua's head was knocked to the side.
He blinked innocently, disbelief written across his face as he raised a hand to touch his stinging cheek.
Had he just been hit?
How was that possible?
Shouldn’t Long Aotian be completely disoriented by the lingering effects of ["See You Tomorrow"] by now?
He had personally experienced just how potent ["See You Tomorrow"] could be.
Instinctively, he turned to look at Ye Liangchen.
Ye Liangchen was also frowning deeply, his gaze fixed intently on Long Aotian.
Standing so close, he could even smell the faint trace of ["See You Tomorrow"]—his own concoction—lingering in Long Aotian’s breath.
This confirmed he had indeed drunk it. Ye Liangchen had absolute confidence in his ["See You Tomorrow"].
Maybe Xue Shaohua had just approached him the wrong way.
So, he stepped forward himself. "Long Aotian, stop pretending. You must be burning up right now, aren’t you?"
"Let me make this clear—the two of us are here today to teach you a lesson!"
"Teach me a lesson, my ass!" Long Aotian lashed out with a kick, sending Ye Liangchen flying backward before he could lean in for a kiss. A wave of disgust washed over him.
Last time at the mall, these two had already pissed him off. Now they dared to use such underhanded tactics to mess with him again.
He had only held back earlier because he didn’t want to make a scene in front of the others. Did they really think he was an easy target?
Ye Liangchen landed hard on the floor, his sharp eyes flickering with disbelief.
According to his calculations, Long Aotian should have been completely powerless by now, at their mercy—just like Xue Shaohua had been back then, when he’d subdued him effortlessly.
So why was Long Aotian different?
Sure, he had diluted the ["See You Tomorrow"], but enough time had passed. Even in its weakened state, the effects should have kicked in by now!
"Liangchen, are you okay?" Xue Shaohua asked worriedly, watching as Ye Liangchen struggled on the ground.
Ye Liangchen clutched his chest, kneeling on one knee, and shook his head slightly to signal he was fine.
But to Xue Shaohua, this was anything but fine.
Long Aotian had clearly kicked Ye Liangchen in the face—so why was he holding his chest? Something wasn’t right.
Long Aotian glared at the two of them, thoroughly annoyed. He decided to abandon his trip to the restroom and just leave.
But—was it really that easy?
This was a trap Ye Liangchen had carefully set. Now that Long Aotian had stepped into it, there was no way he was walking away unscathed.
Ye Liangchen scrambled up and lunged, wrapping his arms around Long Aotian’s leg, yanking at his pants with all his might.
Seeing this, Xue Shaohua rushed over too, grabbing the other leg and pulling just as hard.
"What the hell?! Are you freaking perverts?!" Long Aotian snarled, one hand desperately clutching his waistband while the other swung wildly, slapping them repeatedly.
But Ye Liangchen and Xue Shaohua endured the blows without backing down.
Especially Ye Liangchen, who gritted his teeth and thought viciously: I’m waiting for the alcohol to hit you. What are you waiting for?
......
Back in the KTV private room.
Huang Fei and the other two, having drunk earlier, were slowly starting to feel off. Their heads spun, and soon all three were sprawled across the couch, eyes half-lidded, clearly drunk.
Shen Mengjie and the others glanced at them. Han Xiaojing whispered, "Did they actually get drunk?"
"No way. The drinks here aren’t strong enough to get anyone drunk," Wang Lijuan said, shaking Xu Shuai lightly. "You’re not really drunk, are you?"
Xu Shuai didn’t answer, just grinned foolishly at her.
That expression alone confirmed it—they were definitely wasted.
"Are you guys faking this?" Su Ting pinched Li Longlong’s ear.
Just moments ago, they’d been singing and bragging like normal. Now, the second someone mentioned being drunk, all three had collapsed.
Li Longlong sniffled, his bleary eyes fixed on Su Ting. "Heh… Senior, you’re so cute… Thanks for giving me the courage and the chance..."
Su Ting’s cheeks flushed. "What are you even saying?"
"Can you guys walk?" Shen Mengjie asked, turning to Huang Fei.
The only response was the soft sound of his snoring.
"What do we do?" Han Xiaojing asked.
"There’s a hotel next door. Let’s just take these three there," Shen Mengjie suggested.
Xu Shuai and Li Longlong still had some awareness left. With support, they could stumble along.
But Huang Fei was completely out. No amount of shaking woke him, and in the end, they had to ask the KTV staff to help carry him to the hotel.
By the time the three were settled, Shen Mengjie and the others were exhausted.
As they stepped out of the hotel and headed back to campus, the cold night air hit them.
Han Xiaojing and Wang Lijuan, who rarely drank, began feeling lightheaded too.
Then Shen Mengjie suddenly paused. "Wait—has anyone seen Long Aotian?"
The question made them freeze.
In the chaos of getting Huang Fei and the others to the hotel, no one had noticed his absence.
Glancing at the school gates ahead, Shen Mengjie said, "I’ll go back and check. If he’s already left, fine. If not, I’ll ask the staff to take him to the hotel too."
She turned to leave.
"Need help?" Han Xiaojing asked softly.
Shen Mengjie shook her head. "You two should head back. If the cold wind makes you feel worse, I’ll just end up taking care of you too."
Han Xiaojing and Wang Lijuan didn’t argue. The combination of alcohol and the chilly walk had left them genuinely unsteady.
Back on the KTV floor, the private room had already been cleaned.
Shen Mengjie only glanced inside before heading straight for the restroom.
As she approached, she heard Long Aotian’s furious voice.
"Freaking psychos!"
"You absolute degenerates!"
"Pull my pants one more time, and I’ll beat you senseless!"
Long Aotian glared down at Ye Liangchen and Xue Shaohua, their faces swollen and red with handprints, stark against the white bathroom tiles.
Ye Liangchen’s left eye was especially bad—a dark, purplish bruise from a well-aimed punch.
Long Aotian exhaled sharply, shaking his head as the alcohol’s haze weighed on him.
Stepping out of the restroom, his vision swam.
Through the dizziness, he spotted Shen Mengjie leaning against the wall, watching him with amusement.
"You okay? Huang Fei and the others got wasted. We just took them to the hotel next door. If you’re not too far gone, I’ll help you over there too."
Long Aotian managed a weak smile. "I’m not drunk. Just… a little dizzy."
But his consciousness was slipping. Shen Mengjie’s face multiplied before his eyes.
In his dazed state, he barely registered being led to a bed.
Then, the soft press of lips against his—someone giving him water?
But the next second, a sharp pain.
Were they… biting him?
......
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
