Zhou Yi didn’t reply to the message right away, choosing to leave her hanging for a while.
He wanted to see if Qiao Xi would send him a second message.
Since he had already left her with a high initial impression, he didn’t need to be too proactive.
Being too eager would just make him look like a simp. It was better to maintain some mystery.
Half an hour later, Qiao Xi sent another message: “Did you fall asleep? I forgot to mention our walk earlier.”
Only then did Zhou Yi pick up his phone: “I was exhausted and dozed off accidentally. Glad you made it home safely. Rest early, goodnight.”
It was clear Qiao Xi wanted to keep chatting, but Zhou Yi didn’t want to let the novelty wear off too quickly.
He needed to maintain a sense of distance—that was how ambiguity and tension were created.
What was the point if they talked about everything right from the start?
Only by keeping her on the hook and taking things slow would she gradually become infatuated with him.
Though Qiao Xi felt a pang of disappointment, she reassured herself: Zhou Yi must have been really tired today, and he wasn’t in the best mood either—he definitely needed proper rest.
Feeling both concerned and tender, she replied, “I don’t know what happened, but the storm will pass. Goodnight, Yi-ge.”
Qiao Xi lay on her soft bed, staring at her phone, waiting for a reply. But after a long time, there was still no response.
“Did he fall asleep…?”
Assuming Zhou Yi was asleep, she decided not to disturb him further.
Before bed, she absentmindedly checked her social feed—only to find that Zhou Yi had posted something new that evening.
“Meeting you was the best stroke of luck.”
A simple line, but Qiao Xi knew it referred to their encounter.
The girl curled up under her blankets, grinning, and gave his post a like.
Hearing the system notification that her affection points had increased, Zhou Yi smirked. He knew Qiao Xi would fall for this.
She was a sensitive, somewhat poetic girl—easily moved by subtle details.
Before sleeping, Zhou Yi checked the likes on his post and noticed one from his ex, Chu Han.
He raised an eyebrow. What was this about? Now that he seemed to have moved on, was she trying to reel him back in?
Zhou Yi scoffed.
If it were the original Zhou Yi, he’d have scrambled to send her an explanation. But he wasn’t that foolish—he ignored her outright.
An hour passed with no explanation, and Chu Han quickly reached out—though all she did was send a “nudge” on WeChat, a vague hint.
In Chu Han’s mind, this was already her lowering herself to initiate contact. Zhou Yi wouldn’t dare ignore her.
But no matter how long she waited, Zhou Yi didn’t reply. Chu Han grew impatient.
She didn’t want to lose this simp.
Sure, she’d landed a rich guy, but what if he got bored and cut her off? Guys like Zhou Yi, who were blindly devoted, weren’t easy to come by.
College expenses were no joke. Without Zhou Yi funding her, how could she afford all those cosmetics and new clothes?
She and Gao Wenhao hadn’t been together long—she couldn’t keep asking him for money and gifts.
Before, she’d acted cold to keep Zhou Yi from clinging to her and ruining her chances with the rich guy. But she never intended to cut ties completely—just string him along to keep the cash flowing.
Seeing Zhou Yi ignore her, Chu Han thought: Has he really moved on so fast? No way…
She had no idea Gao Wenhao had privately warned Zhou Yi.
When Zhou Yi still didn’t respond, Chu Han couldn’t hold back anymore and sent a message:
“Already got a new girlfriend? You move on pretty fast, huh? Bet you were seeing someone behind my back all along. I knew you were trash—typical player!”
A master of PUA tactics, Chu Han led with accusations. The old Zhou Yi would’ve panicked and rushed to explain himself. But this time, nothing.
Zhou Yi finally understood what it meant to be gaslit.
With a cold smirk, he typed back:
“What, you can chase rich guys, but I can’t land a wealthy beauty? Since we’re broken up, let’s go our separate ways. Don’t message me—I don’t want Xiao Xi getting the wrong idea.”
Xiao Xi getting the wrong idea?
Reading that, Chu Han nearly exploded.
Xiao Xi?
Yes, she was materialistic. Yes, she loved rich men. But seeing Zhou Yi with a wealthy beauty? That hurt worse than death.
How dare he!
Anyone would feel bitter seeing an ex upgrade to someone better.
Especially with Zhou Yi’s dismissive attitude—clearly, he was serious about this girl!
Her competitive spirit flared. Even if he was a simp, he should only simp for her!
“Who’s Xiao Xi? Are you just trying to mess with me? As if someone like you could land a wealthy beauty—look at yourself!”
But when she sent it, a red exclamation mark appeared.
What?
Zhou Yi had blocked her!
How dare he!?
Furious, she hurled her phone onto the bed. After years of worshipping me, he finds a replacement this fast?
Did he just toss me aside like trash?!
Chu Han was seething, with no outlet for her rage.
Zhou Yi used to be her emotional punching bag—now there was no one to soothe her.
Suddenly, she felt wronged. Why is he treating me like this…?
[Chu Han’s Affection Points +6.]
Zhou Yi smirked in disdain. Some things only became clear through contrast. Sooner or later, Chu Han would beg him to take her back.
At her core, this woman was just spoiled—the nicer you were, the less she valued you. But the moment he showed interest in someone else, she crumbled.
A woman’s jealousy was just as fierce as a man’s.
As a campus queen, how could she tolerate losing to another girl?
Zhou Yi was certain his words had struck a nerve.
After provoking Chu Han, Zhou Yi went to bed in high spirits.
Tomorrow, he’d give himself a makeover—ready to stun everyone at Huaihai University’s opening ceremony.
The next morning, Zhou Yi started with a haircut.
His fast-food job didn’t require morning shifts—he usually worked evenings when the place got busy.
Pushing open the salon door, he asked the barber to trim his overgrown bangs.
A few snips later, his vision cleared.
The shaggy fringe that had hidden his eyes was gone, revealing his sharp, handsome gaze.
After the system’s enhancements, Zhou Yi was undeniably a heartthrob.
His features outshone even those of celebrity idols.
Before he even left the salon, a girl asked for his WeChat.
Zhou Yi declined with a smile—he wasn’t the type to flirt with just anyone.
He had standards and didn’t want to waste time on ordinary girls.
Surprisingly, the rejection earned him affection points from her. A nice bonus.
Even if she wasn’t a high-value target, every little bit helped.
After leaving the salon, he didn’t head home. Instead, he hit the mall for a wardrobe upgrade.
The original owner's clothes were all wrinkled and shabby, every penny he had went to those women, never sparing a thought for himself.
With a sigh, he stepped into the fitting room.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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.”
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."
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
