Yu Wan'er and Ye Mengyao had gone out shopping, even dragging along Chen Ningshuang, Qin Qiaoqiao, and Bai Jie...
Though all these girls were Jiang Che's women, they got along surprisingly well.
Of course, the one who contributed the most to this harmony was Yu Wan'er!
This petite lolita had put in considerable effort to maintain peace in Jiang Che's harem, acting as the beloved mediator.
Yu Wan'er was incredibly adorable, with high emotional intelligence and a talent for acting cute.
No one could resist such a petite and coquettish little lolita—not even other girls.
Jiang Che wasn’t particularly worried about them being out and about.
After all, Chen Ningshuang and Dong'er were both martial arts masters—one at the mid-stage and the other at the peak. With such a luxurious lineup, unless a grandmaster showed up... there was no danger whatsoever.
......
At Shen Yu's doorstep.
No one was home. Shen Yu wore only a thin nightgown, her hair loosely cascading down, and her fair jade-like feet slipped into a pair of sandals.
She exuded an air of languid charm.
The young woman sat on the swing in her front yard, brooding over dinner.
Should she order takeout or attempt to cook herself?
Even a genius girl wasn’t skilled at everything—cooking, for instance, was her worst subject. The last time she tried, she nearly blew up the kitchen.
Resting on Shen Yu's lap was an orange tabby cat, resembling an oversized soybean.
Just then, a voice drifted into her ears.
“Miss Shen Yu, have you had dinner yet?”
The ghostly whisper made Shen Yu look around in confusion, but she couldn’t spot the speaker.
As she frowned, a hand suddenly gripped her leg—yet when she looked down, no one was there!
An ordinary person would have been scared out of their wits by this supernatural display, but Shen Yu remained remarkably calm.
“Jiang Che, I know it’s you.”
The moment she spoke, Jiang Che deactivated his invisibility and plopped down beside her, pulling her into his arms with a firm tug.
“Meow!!!”
The tabby cat yowled, its fur standing on end as if it had seen a ghost.
[Invisibility? How did he do it? Some kind of optical coating on his clothes?]
[But that shouldn’t achieve complete invisibility... right?]
Hearing Shen Yu’s inner monologue, Jiang Che grinned.
He’d just discovered a new way to tease her.
Oh, you’re a staunch rationalist, huh?
Then how would you explain an ancient martial artist's abilities?
The thought of a self-proclaimed science-respecting person watching someone ride a sword through the air... now that was hilarious.
Maybe someday, he could even teach Shen Yu to become an ancient martial artist herself.
“So? Impressed?”
Jiang Che’s hand rested on Shen Yu’s slender waist, already wandering.
He’d heard that Shen Yu had recently turned down an offer from Yan University and enrolled at Z University instead—now that was interesting.
What did that mean?
Little Yu’er was already hooked!
Of course, Jiang Che had to take the initiative.
“That was... invisibility?” Shen Yu asked, brows knitted.
Jiang Che snapped his fingers, grinning. “Bingo. Smart girl.”
He then shamelessly planted a kiss on her cheek.
Shen Yu stared at him with unwavering focus.
“How did you do it?”
Jiang Che chuckled. “My system, obviously. There’s a lot you don’t know yet.”
Shen Yu remained immune to his flirting—she was a purely logical person, not one to easily fall for such tricks.
“System...”
She nodded slightly. If it was a system, that explained it. Some kind of cutting-edge optical technology, tricking human vision to create the illusion of invisibility.
Tsk tsk, my apologies, Shen Yu. I really didn’t mean to outscore you. Did your system mission fail?
Jiang Che's tone dripped with green tea (fake innocence), enough to ruffle even Shen Yu's unshakable composure.
When she stayed silent, he doubled down.
“Yu’er, I heard you gave up Yan University for Z University? I knew you had feelings for me~”
Meeting Jiang Che had taught Shen Yu just how thick-skinned a person could be.
“Jiang Che, our relationship is purely transactional. You provide information, I provide physical intimacy. Let me make this clear—I will never fall in love with anyone.”
“Heh. The last person who said that is now utterly devoted to me.”
Jiang Che wasn’t bothered in the slightest.
Just look at Chen Ningshuang—she’d been just as stubborn at first.
Now? She dragged him into training every other day, too eager to improve!
Shen Yu didn’t respond. Her stomach growled.
“Gurgle—”
Perfect timing.
“You can leave now. I need to eat.”
Jiang Che’s lips curled into a scheming smile. He’d timed this visit precisely for dinner.
He was confident in his god-tier cooking skills—no one could resist it, not even Shen Yu.
“Perfect. As your boyfriend, I’ll cook us a candlelit dinner... and I’m staying the night.”
Shen Yu’s eye twitched. He was really testing her patience.
You can’t stay. It’s my period.
Jiang Che burst out laughing. “That excuse is weak. Your period ended four days ago.”
“You—!” Shen Yu was stunned. How did this man know her most private details?
“What can I say? I’m versed in medicine.”
Jiang Che wasn’t just boasting—his divine-tier traditional Chinese medicine skills were no joke.
Observation, Listening, Questioning, Diagnosis—something as simple as tracking a menstrual cycle was child's play.
“A hungry stomach is a stubborn foe. Gotta eat before we get to work.”
Without hesitation, Jiang Che barged into Shen Yu’s house, pulling her into the kitchen.
Soon, the aroma of cooking filled the air.
Want to win a woman’s heart? First, conquer her stomach. Understand her needs!
Shen Yu stood at the kitchen doorway, watching Jiang Che bustle about.
Her usually unshakable heart developed another tiny crack.
Shen Yu was indeed a creature of absolute logic, nearly incapable of falling in love—perhaps it was innate.
Her heart was encased in layers of concrete.
Yet Jiang Che hammered away at it relentlessly.
No matter how rational she was, she was still human.
True heartlessness was impossible.
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.
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
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and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
