After confirming that Jiang Che was out of danger, Gu Lingfei let out a sigh of relief.
Only then did she notice the situation in the hospital room, and she couldn't help but feel a bit awkward.
This... there are way too many girls here, aren't there?
Moreover, she had met almost all of these girls before, and each of them had some kind of relationship with Jiang Che... naturally, her impressions of them were quite vivid!
At the same time, a pang of bitterness began to stir in her heart. She had thought she would be the first to arrive, but it turned out she was the last.
"Ahem... Lingfei, didn't you have work at your company? How come you're here?"
Jiang Yunli walked up to Gu Lingfei with a smile and took her hands in hers.
She was naturally clever. With her son having so many girls at the Jiang Family Villa, how could Gu Lingfei not know?
So... she had a bold idea. Since there were already six daughters-in-law, one more wouldn't hurt, right?
Why not go all the way and make Lingfei her daughter-in-law too, strengthening the family ties even further!
"Sister Jiang... since something happened to Ah Che, of course I had to come..."
After some small talk, Gu Lingfei and Jiang Yunli stepped out to discuss matters, though it was clear from her flushed face that she was feeling a bit shy.
......
Young Master Jiang was surrounded by girls.
To his left was Qin Qiaoqiao, to his right was Bai Qiangwei, and sitting by the bed was Dong'er!
"Jiang... Jiang Che, are you okay?"
Ye Mengyao had spent so much time with Jiang Che that she wouldn't normally be so reserved in private, but the problem now was... there were girls everywhere!
And essentially... they were all her rivals.
As for Yu Wan'er...
[Stupid Jiang Che, serves you right for bullying me! Got beaten up, huh? Hehehe—]
[Heavens! Earth! Who was the hero who avenged me? You deserve it for being such a playboy! You should've been made impotent!]
[Hmph, they say good people don't live long, but scoundrels live forever, you pervert...]
Clearly, Yu Wan'er was quite different from the other girls. Her thoughts were filled with complaints about Jiang Che.
But beneath the curses, one could still sense her concern for him. It's just that this little loli was always tsundere, and getting her to admit she had feelings for Jiang Che... would be harder than climbing to the heavens.
"Wan'er, come here!"
Jiang Che naturally wouldn't let Yu Wan'er off the hook. This girl was the type who'd cause trouble if not disciplined for three days.
"You—" Yu Wan'er's face slightly changed.
Could it be that he heard all the bad things she was thinking about him just now?
How is that possible?
It must be this pervert trying to bully her again.
And so, Yu Wan'er was dragged over.
No matter how much she struggled, it was useless... As the first heroine Jiang Che had encountered, Yu Wan'er held a special place in his heart.
And Jiang Che's favoritism toward Yu Wan'er was something the other girls were well aware of, but none of them felt jealous.
After all, Yu Wan'er was genuinely adorable, the kind of cute that made everyone want to hug her and pat her head.
As the group's darling... wasn't it natural for her to be favored?
Yu Wan'er: "ヽ(≧□≦)ノ"
......
In the afternoon.
Yu Wan'er was already fast asleep on the hospital bed, a trail of drool glistening at the corner of her mouth.
Successfully skipped school for a day!
Too bad... the cost of skipping was a bit steep.
"Yaoyao, Qiangwei, take Wan'er back to the Jiang Family Villa later. I have some things to take care of."
Ye Mengyao nodded lightly, a hint of fatigue showing between her brows.
"Okay."
Yu Wan'er was sleeping so soundly that even when Ye Mengyao dressed her, she didn't wake up, like a little piglet deep in slumber.
The dignified Miss Ye, serving someone else?
Compared to Ye Mengyao, Yu Wan'er seemed more like the pampered young lady.
......
Only Dong'er remained by Jiang Che's side.
He was planning to visit Chen Ningshuang, as he suspected the genius girl might be in for a rough time ahead.
From what he knew, his mother had already contacted the Jiang Family in the capital.
Given his hot-tempered grandfather's personality, wiping out the Chen Family wasn't out of the question!
But that wasn't what he wanted, after all, he still had plans to win over Chen Ningshuang.
For a cold beauty like her, a little lesson would suffice. There was no need to actually destroy the Chen Family.
Just as he was about to leave the hospital room, a sudden wave of dread washed over him, as if some great terror lay ahead.
But soon, he realized who it was.
"Che'er!"
A white-haired, youthful-looking old man pushed open the hospital room door and walked in with a tense expression.
Behind him were his mother, Jiang Yunli, and several other members of the Jiang Family.
The leader was none other than the current head of the Jiang Family!
Jiang Yunhuang!
Just the name alone sounded like someone not to be trifled with.
Though Jiang Yunhuang was in his seventies, you wouldn't be able to tell—he looked more like he was in his fifties or sixties.
And unlike other elderly men who were hunched over, he stood nearly six feet tall, his every step exuding power.
This was a true martial arts master, the kind who could turn you into a pile of sand with a single punch.
"Che'er, are you alright?"
Jiang Yunhuang walked up to Jiang Che, his expression trembling with concern.
"Do I look like I'm not alright?" Jiang Che replied with a hint of exasperation.

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...

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.”