【Oh no~ How did I turn into a kitten? I haven't even had a chance to fall in love yet!】
After feeling full and content, Su Mianmian lay on the sofa, looking... well, not looking, but rather, feeling quite miserable as a cat.
Her mindset was a bit shattered.
As an outstanding young woman of the 21st century, she was a staunch atheist, but now her worldview had been completely shattered.
【Forget it, I'll explore my new home a bit, just to get familiar with the environment.】
Although all the lights in the villa were off, the night vision that came naturally to a cat was quite useful.
【Huh? Why are there so many women's clothes in this villa?】
【Eww~~~ They're all maid outfits?】
Su Mianmian thought of the man she had just seen, judging by his appearance and demeanor, he must be the owner of this place.
【Hmph~ Young as he is, he's quite the playboy. Of course, rich people always have messy private lives.】
Su Mianmian felt a surge of indignation in her heart. Those filthy rich people... they deserve to be hung on lampposts!
【Such a huge house... I wonder how much blood and sweat from the working class went into building it, hmph——】
As she pondered, Su Mianmian grew hungry again and went back to her cat bowl to eat a few mouthfuls of expensive cat food.
The night was deep.
All the girls in the villa were fast asleep, otherwise, Jiang Che would have shown this little kitten what it means to witness the awe-inspiring power of a true villain.
......
The next morning.
Su Mianmian woke up early.
【What... why are there so many pretty girls here?】
She was thoroughly shocked. The young maids in the villa all woke up early. After all, the Jiang Family Villa was so large, not to mention the four-story villa itself, there was also a garden and a swimming pool outside.
All of these required daily maintenance and cleaning, and the flowers and plants also needed pruning, but this also added a lot of life to this grand household.
“Jiang Che, stop holding me, I can walk on my own,”
A murmur came from the bedroom, and soon after, Jiang Che emerged, carrying a petite girl in a robe.
The girl wore a white nightgown, clinging to the man like a sloth, her hair messy and her cheeks flushed, clearly still half-asleep.
【Jiang Che? Is that the name of this man?】
【Why is he carrying such a cute little loli? What a degenerate! Absolutely despicable!】
Su Mianmian crouched in the corner, observing them closely.
Jiang Che glanced at Su Mianmian casually, his gaze cool. Little cat girl... I'll give you a bit of a shock for now!
Su Mianmian's personality was quite rebellious, and her thoughts irritated Jiang Che slightly. Once you manage to turn into a human, we'll settle all these old scores together, and trust me, your tough days are just beginning.
Jiang Che didn't harm cats, but the thing is... this was a future cat girl!
I wonder if the law protects cat girls like this?
Suddenly, Su Mianmian felt a sense of unspeakable dread.
【Why... why is Jiang Che looking at me like that?】
His gaze made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
Jiang Che carried Yu Wan'er to the dining table, where he had made breakfast himself.
With his SSS-grade culinary skills, Jiang Che's cooking was no joke. Even a simple bowl of porridge exuded an intense aroma.
Jiang Che's cooking skills were already at the top level, almost becoming a conceptual talent. Any dish he cooked... would taste incredibly delicious.
Even if Jiang Che just boiled a packet of instant noodles... it would taste many times better than anyone else's.
Not to exaggerate, but if he grilled a shoe sole, it would taste good, or even if he boiled feces in a large pot, it would be delicious.
Cats have an incredibly sensitive sense of smell, and as Su Mianmian ate her cat food, she instantly felt her food taste bland...
【Why does it smell so good? What is that? How can it smell so good?】
【Hmph, it probably smells good but tastes awful! (Lime-covered eyes.JPG)】
Yu Wan'er sat on Jiang Che's lap, “Yao Yao and the others haven't woken up yet...”
The little loli was quite considerate, still thinking about her friends.
Jiang Che tugged on Yu Wan'er's ponytail.
“Your Yao Yao probably won't get up until this afternoon~”
Ye Mengyao had challenged her own weaknesses but ended up miserably defeated~
And just at that moment, a young maid approached, walking in small steps.
“Master, this is the identification report for Miss Bai Jie and Miss Qiangwei,”
Jiang Che nodded and took the report from the maid's hand.
As soon as he got it, the large red words on the report jumped into view.
【Upon identification, Bai Qiangwei and Bai Jie are confirmed to be siblings】
Finally, there was a more detailed explanation. Bai Qiangwei and Bai Jie were half-sisters, sharing a blood relationship.
“Heh... I knew it, my instincts were right,”
Jiang Che's lips curled up slightly. Both Bai Jie and Qiangwei were now his, and in truth... they didn't even know themselves as well as Jiang Che did.
The samples for the genetic test were provided by the girls' own hair.
Uh... You know what I mean!
And at that moment, a text message from Monkey came through.
【Mr. Jiang, this is the information you requested. It includes the relationships between Bai Jie, Bai Qiangwei, and Bai Tianhuai of the Hangcheng Bai Family. Without a doubt... both Bai Qiangwei and Bai Tianhuai are part of the Hangcheng Bai Family bloodline...】
Monkey was very self-aware. Knowing that Jiang Che was busy with many women, he didn't dare to call and disturb him, so he just sent a text and left.
“As expected,”
Jiang Che glanced through the information Monkey had sent again.
The previous Wolf King, Bai Tianhuai, was the eldest son of the Hangcheng Bai Family, and his father was the current head of the Bai Family, Bai Tianlong. However, Bai Tianlong was quite promiscuous... After having Bai Qiangwei with his wife, he had another child, Bai Jie, with a woman outside the marriage.
At the rebellious age of thirteen or fourteen, Bai Tianhuai, enraged, took his two- or three-year-old sister, Qiangwei, and ran away from home, later becoming the old Wolf King of the Wolftooth Mercenary Group.
Meanwhile, Bai Jie was later secretly taken away and became an orphan.
“Wow, a small family, but they've created quite the legend! This whole family's bizarre story feels like it could be turned into a 48-episode TV drama,”
Jiang Che's lips twitched as he quipped something.
“Jiang Che, are Qiangwei and Bai Jie really sisters?”
Yu Wan'er widened her eyes, her little face full of curiosity as she leaned closer to Jiang Che.
“That's right, they’re not twins, but that's still pretty good, isn't it?”
Jiang Che gently licked his lips.
Yu Wan'er's face immediately fell, and she pinched Jiang Che's soft spot fiercely.
【You creep, all you think about is filthy stuff!】
【Thinking about twins? Why don't you just die?】
Jiang Che didn't take Yu Wan'er's playful mischief too seriously, after all, this little troublemaker was quite good at causing trouble.
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...
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.
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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.”
