“Bro, you’re not much, huh? Fainted already?”
Watching Qin Tian faint from anger, Jiang Che felt rather speechless.
This kind of "chosen one" who could only rage impotently and lacked any tact or subtlety was easy to deal with.
What could you say? Their eyes were so clear... yet so stupid!
With Qin Tian now unconscious, Jiang Che lost interest and, with Leng Ningqiu in his arms, left the hospital ward, laughing and chatting.
“Qiu'er, this guy’s hooked now. Time to butcher the pig~”
Leng Ningqiu’s brows curved gently, and her smile, fox-like, exuded cunning.
“Master, we could hold a meeting at the company. All the sisters could transfer their shares to you, bringing your stake to a level of absolute control. That way, you could easily kick Qin Tian out—”
Ninety-five percent of the executive shareholders of the Qiangsheng Group were loyal to Jiang Che. Though their shares were scattered, they ultimately all belonged to him.
Forget about the Qiangsheng Group being worth just a few billion now. Even if it became a trillion-dollar super corporation, Leng Ningqiu and the others would remain utterly loyal to Jiang Che. A 100% loyalty rating wasn’t something to joke about.
“You’re quite shrewd, you know. You’ve got 800 tricks up your sleeve.” Jiang Che teased.
Leng Ningqiu looped her arm around Jiang Che’s, lightly licking her upper lip. “Master... I’m not just about being shrewd, you know~~~”
The woman exhaled warm breath near Jiang Che’s ear, making him feel rather helpless.
Although Leng Ningqiu was a business-type beauty created by the system, she was essentially just like an ordinary woman, except her loyalty to Jiang Che was maxed out.
“Hmph... You really are a fox spirit!”
“Hmm? Qiu'er is a fox spirit made to bewitch her master~”
“Let’s head back to the company first. Where’s your office, Qiu'er? Let’s discuss how to drain Qin Tian of all his benefits.”
...
Two hours later, Jiang Che emerged from the Qiangsheng Group. He felt refreshed.
As he passed by the security room, he even cheerfully greeted Chen Hao.
“Thanks a lot today, brother-in-law!”
Seeing Jiang Che’s smug look, Chen Hao was utterly torn.
Jiang Che was only wearing a thin white low-collared shirt, and there were small love bites on his neck, clear evidence of what he’d just been up to.
Who else could have left those bite marks on him unless it was the cool and classy CEO?
Of course, Chen Hao no longer dared to fantasize about beauties like Qin Qiaoqiao or Leng Ningqiu. He’d even grown indifferent to avenging his sister. All he wanted was to focus on being a humble security guard and quietly build his strength.
“Good morning, Young Master Jiang~”
“It’s almost afternoon already, brother-in-law. Did you stay up too late last night? You’re out of it, huh?”
Jiang Che grinned, walking up to Chen Hao and patting his shoulder, infusing his palm with internal energy.
A single slap sent Chen Hao stumbling. “Take care of yourself. A little indulgence is fine, but overdoing it will hurt your body, and going wild will totally ruin you! Take some time to go to a massage parlor... all your worries will vanish.”
Chen Hao: “......”
Are you kidding me? You’re telling me to take care of my body? Look at all the women around you... sooner or later, you’re going to wear yourself out!
Though he cursed Jiang Che inwardly, Chen Hao could only force a smile.
“You’re absolutely right, Young Master Jiang~”
...
The Jiang Family Estate.
“Young Master, there’s someone here to see you. Claims to be the head of the Bai Family of Hangcheng, and also Bai Jie’s father.”
Jiang Che was lounging on the sofa, with the small ragdoll cat, Su Mianmian, resting on his lap. He gently stroked her fur, and she mewed contentedly, occasionally swishing her little tail.
Qiangwei was dressed in a pure and alluring homey outfit, sitting beside Jiang Che and kneading his shoulders.
Yu Wan'er and Ye Mengyao were munching on snacks and binge-watching a series. The atmosphere in the room was cozy and warm.
Jiang Che glanced up at the young maid. “The head of the Bai Family? Bai Tianlong?”
“Looks like the old man got wind of something!”
Jiang Che then turned his gaze to Qiangwei. “Your birth father’s here. Probably here to see you.”
Qiangwei’s eyes flickered slightly, a brief tremble in her gaze, but it quickly disappeared.
“Jiang Che gege, I don’t want to go back to the Bai Family. I only want you~”
Qiangwei really... was just so pure and adorable. A girl devoted entirely to him—it was impossible for Jiang Che not to feel something for her.
“Still, meet him once, alright? After all, he’s your birth father~”
Jiang Che lightly pinched the girl’s cheek.
...
Bai Tianlong was extremely excited, especially when the Jiang Family’s gate opened!
His eldest daughter, whom he hadn’t seen in over a decade!
“Young Master Jiang, first meeting... this is a gift for you...”
Bai Tianlong was quite sensible. After all, as the head of a third-rate family, he was nothing but a speck in front of someone like Jiang Che.
“No need for gifts,” Jiang Che waved it off.
“Are you here for little Jie’s matters?”
Bai Tianlong scratched his head awkwardly. Just a quick glance inside the house had him flabbergasted.
There were too many girls here! Apart from the little maids, there were at least five or six beautiful young ladies!
“Ahem... Young Master Jiang, since you and little Jie are in a mutual relationship, naturally, I as her father can’t say much.”
Bai Tianlong spoke politely, all the while his eyes darting around, eventually resting on Qiangwei.
So similar!
Too similar!
She looked exactly like the woman in his memories!
Though this was his first time meeting Qiangwei, he could be certain—this was his own daughter.
Though exhilarated, Bai Tianlong forcibly suppressed his inner joy.
Weiwei... had grown so much. A young girl in the Middle East... how had she survived? He dared not imagine!
A sense of guilt began to creep into his heart.
He really... had let his daughter down!
And his daughter was now massaging Jiang Cheng? It made him feel extremely uneasy. It seemed Weiwei had also become one of Jiang Che’s women.
What a jerk!
Jiang Che’s once-handsome face suddenly seemed contemptible in Bai Tianlong’s eyes.
“Huh? Young Master Jiang! This girl looks just like my daughter Jie.”
Bai Tianlong pretended to be puzzled.
Jiang Che glanced coldly at him. “Just ask what you want to know. Stop beating around the bush like a woman!”
Bai Tianlong: “......”
He was about to cry. Is there any son-in-law who talks to his father-in-law like this?
Of course, he was quite self-aware. Even if he offered both daughters to Jiang Che, he had no right to expect the young master to call him father-in-law. After all, the gap between the Bai Family and the Jiang Family was far too vast.
The tradition of "matching families by status" wasn’t just a saying.
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?!
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
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!
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.”
