The Bai Family in Hangcheng.
"Make sure you clean the house properly—I won’t have my son-in-law looking at a mess!"
Bai Tianlong barked orders at the servants, his tone dripping with arrogance.
His two daughters had become the darlings of Mr. Jiang’s inner circle, and their influence had skyrocketed the Bai Family’s status in Hangcheng—lifting them from a second-tier family straight into the upper echelons. Business was thriving, and money flowed effortlessly.
Bai Tianlong knew full well that this prestige came solely from his daughters.
Few could resist the sheer weight behind the name "Mr. Jiang."
It wasn’t just Bai Tianlong—those in Chen Family Village were the same, especially Qin Qiaoqiao’s parents. After Jiang Che became the national top scholar, Qin Qiaoqiao’s once-shrewish mother, Wang Lili, had undergone a dramatic transformation.
Now, she boasted to anyone who would listen about her son-in-law’s brilliance—the national champion.
Once, you couldn’t even hope to reach me. Now, you can’t stop singing my praises.
...
"Mr. Jiang, you’ve finally arrived!"
Bai Tianlong’s face wrinkled into a smile so forced it resembled a withered chrysanthemum when he caught sight of Jiang Che.
Bai Jie stood by Jiang Che’s side, while Qiangwei lingered behind him, clearly harboring little affection for her biological father.
"Patriarch Bai, I’ve brought Qiangwei. I must thank you for bringing such stunning daughters into this world."
Jiang Che wrapped an arm around Bai Jie with his left and Qiangwei with his right—his opening remark cutting deep.
Bai Tianlong’s cheek twitched, his smile strained.
"It’s nothing, um—"
His gaze lingered on Qiangwei, his long-lost daughter. Guilt gnawed at him.
"Daughter… have you been well all these years?"
Jiang Che nearly rolled his eyes—he’d heard this line too many times.
"Old man, ever heard of thinking before you speak? Throw yourself into a warzone for over a decade, then tell me how ‘well’ you’d fare."
The casual "old man" nearly choked Bai Tianlong, but he knew better than to provoke Jiang Che—especially when the man wasn’t wrong.
"I only call you ‘Patriarch Bai’ out of respect for your daughters. Otherwise, you’re just some old geezer, got it?"
"And Qiangwei’s been living well—happily. She’s got a real talent for piano. I’ve already hired her a world-class instructor..."
Bai Tianlong fell silent.
His eyes traced over the daughter he hadn’t seen in years. Since arriving at the Bai Family, she hadn’t spared him a single glance, clinging only to Jiang Che.
She clearly wanted nothing to do with him. And Jiang Che’s message was loud and clear:
Your daughter’s fine with me. Stay out of it.
"That’s good… as long as she’s happy."
Bai Tianlong slumped into the sofa, consumed by regret. Why did I have to be so unfaithful? I already had a wife—why chase another woman?
If not for his philandering, Bai Tianhuai would never have stormed off with Qiangwei. Now, his family was in shambles.
But when his eyes flicked back to Jiang Che, bitterness surged within him.
The young master’s womanizing was legendary among Hangcheng’s elite—rumor had it his harem could form a small army.
We’re both men. Why do you get to play emperor without consequence?
"Qiangwei’s mother… was a pianist too. Her talent must come from her." Bai Tianlong sighed, shoulders sagging.
But Jiang Che had zero interest in his sob story. The only value Bai Tianlong held was fathering Bai Jie and Qiangwei—without them, he wouldn’t even be worth Jiang Che’s time.
...
After leaving the Bai Family, Jiang Che stretched lazily.
"Qiangwei, you really don’t want to return to your roots?"
He pulled her close, fingers combing through her long hair.
The girl nodded firmly. "Before meeting you, Big Brother was my only family. But now… you’re my everything."
Her once-guarded heart had melted under Jiang Che’s relentless affection.
"Heh… you’re too naïve. What if I abandoned you one day?"
"I… I—" Qiangwei froze. The thought had never crossed her mind.
"I’d probably… cry."
Jiang Che pinched her soft, slightly chubby cheeks. "As if I’d ever let that happen."
When it came to romance, Jiang Che was a master. He knew exactly how to play a girl’s heartstrings.
"And you—Bai Jie!"
The named girl flinched, straightening like a soldier at attention—an almost comical sight.
"Stop stealing my underwear! My drawers are disappearing because of you!"
Jiang Che, the infamous villain who crushed protagonists left and right, was utterly powerless against this obsessive little thief.
Even after satisfying her cravings… she’d still sneak off with his clothes. Maddening.
Bai Jie’s face burned crimson, her head bowing in mortification. Steam might as well have been rising from her scalp.
"Pfft—Sis, if you want something, just ask Jiang Che nicely~"
Qiangwei giggled behind her hand, eyes crinkling.
"Stop teasing me!"
......
Meanwhile, on the rooftop of a three-story villa…
Shen Yu sat before her laptop, a ginger cat named Huangdoufen curled in her lap.
The screen played action films—
Actual action films. Footage and documents on ancient martial artists from Dragon Country.
"How? Where does this ‘internal energy’ come from? The dantian?"
She closed her eyes, tracing the flow of energy within her body. The sensation was… fascinating.
Truthfully, she had no interest in martial arts. But ever since her system’s main quests collapsed, her first-stage mission had warped into "Solve the Langlands Program—Unify Mathematical Theory."
Now, her second-stage mission demanded "Scientifically Decipher Martial Arts." A headache-inducing task.
Everything in her life—her scholar system, her future—had been thrown into chaos by Jiang Che.
"Jiang Che… just what kind of man are you?"
Hugging Huangdoufen, Shen Yu sank into contemplation.
She’d slept with Jiang Che.
Correction—it was a transaction.
Her body and mind, traded for knowledge from another world.
That’s all it was. A cold, calculated exchange.
…Right?
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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!
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.
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?!
