"Master Jiang, our Ji family warmly welcomes your arrival," Zhao Li said, her eyes gleaming as she looked at Jiang Che.
If she weren't already past fifty, she would have thrown herself at him!
Jiang Che glanced at Ji Ningxue, who had already averted her gaze to avoid suspicion.
"Auntie, I have matters to attend to, so I won’t stay," he replied.
"Oh..." A flicker of disappointment flashed in Zhao Li’s eyes.
At that moment, Xiao Chen came trotting over eagerly.
"Ningxue, have you been drinking? I made you some sobering soup..." The moment Xiao Chen saw Ji Ningxue, he immediately began fawning over her.
"Who told you to come here? Go sweep the floors! Didn’t I tell you to stay inside and not come out?"
The venomous mother-in-law, Zhao Li, lashed out at Xiao Chen without hesitation.
Though both Jiang Che and Xiao Chen spoke in gentle tones, in Zhao Li’s eyes, Xiao Chen was the epitome of weakness and incompetence, while Jiang Che embodied the grace of a true gentleman.
Such was the power of prejudice!
"Oh..." Xiao Chen lowered his head. If anyone else had dared to speak to him like that, he would have summoned his hundred thousand soldiers to wipe them out—but this was his mother-in-law!
Xiao Chen turned his gaze to Jiang Che and gave a slight nod. "Master Jiang, thank you for bringing Ningxue safely back to the Ji family. I, Xiao... Xiao Chen, will remember this."
That was close—he had almost let slip his title as the Dragon King and God of War, a name not meant for just anyone to know!
"Oh? I thought your surname was Xiao. When did you change it to 'Long'?"
Jiang Che feigned confusion.
"Uh..." Xiao Chen racked his brain but couldn’t think of a plausible explanation.
"Xiao Chen!!! Go back to the house. Tonight, you’re sleeping on the back mountain!" Ji Ningxue clenched her fists tightly.
Earlier, after sharing two kisses with Jiang Che, she had felt a pang of guilt toward Xiao Chen—after all, as a married woman, she had strayed from her vows. But now, seeing how utterly spineless and pathetic Xiao Chen was, all her remorse vanished.
Here he was, about to be cuckolded, and he was still thanking the man responsible?
What a complete doormat!
"Xiao, get the hell out of here! Go kneel on durian shells all night!"
Without comparison, there’d be no resentment. Now, Zhao Li couldn’t stand the sight of Xiao Chen.
"Got it!" Xiao Chen replied without hesitation, clearly having done this more than once.
From an angle no one could see, Xiao Chen’s lips curled into a faint smirk. As a half-step grandmaster martial artist with an indestructible golden body, kneeling on durian shells wouldn’t even scratch him.
But these were the shells of a durian Ningxue had eaten—a symbol of her lingering affection for him. After a moment’s thought, he withdrew his inner strength. Whatever Ningxue gave him, he would accept unconditionally.
...
After Jiang Che left, Ji Ningxue, Zhao Li, and a group of servants passed by the back mountain.
They all wore expressions of disdain. In the Ji family, even the lowliest servant could look down on this live-in son-in-law.
"Ningxue, don’t forget to drink the sobering soup..."
Xiao Chen spoke with deep affection, but all he received in return was Ji Ningxue’s utter contempt. "I’m not drunk!"
As she walked past him, Xiao Chen’s sharp eyes caught the slight swelling on her lips.
"Ningxue, what happened to your mouth?" he asked with concern.
"Huh?" Ji Ningxue panicked and touched her reddened lips.
"It’s... it’s nothing. I just ate something spicy at the party—that... that spicy lobster. It was hot and spicy, so my lips got a little red."
When lying, people tend to give unnecessary explanations.
Anyone with eyes could see the truth, but Xiao Chen trusted Ji Ningxue unconditionally.
"Oh, Ningxue, you should eat less spicy food. It’s bad for your skin..."
Ji Ningxue ignored him, her heart pounding. Strangely, she was starting to enjoy the thrill of almost being exposed.
Ji Ningxue was never the virtuous type—deep down, a little devil had always lurked within her.
After all, she was already 27, a grown woman with her own needs.
As the saying goes, women hit their prime at thirty, become insatiable at forty, and by fifty, they’re unstoppable...
......
By the time Jiang Che returned to the Jiang residence, night had fallen.
But the ladies were all night owls, and most were still awake.
Especially Gu Lingfei, who sat on the living room sofa, handling business documents.
When she saw Jiang Che, a flicker of surprise crossed her eyes. "Xiao Che... you didn’t... with Ningxue?"
Jiang Che smirked and sat down beside her.
"I’m a good man. I never stay out late."
Gu Lingfei rolled her eyes. "You? A good man? If you’re a good man, then there are no playboys left in the world."
"But... you really didn’t touch Ningxue? I find that hard to believe."
"I didn’t, really!" Jiang Che raised his hand as if swearing.
Seeing he didn’t seem to be lying, she grew even more puzzled. "Since when did you go vegetarian?"
Jiang Che grinned mischievously and leaned in. "Lingfei, judging by your tone... do you want me to claim your best friend?"
"Let me tell you a little secret—during my 'deep conversation' with Ji Ningxue, I discovered something. In three years of marriage, that useless husband of hers hasn’t even laid a finger on her."
Now it was Gu Lingfei’s turn to be shocked. "What? Seriously?"
Jiang Che smirked confidently. "Lingfei, with ten years of experience under my belt, I can tell at a glance how many miles a car’s been driven, how many owners it’s had, how many coats of paint it’s gotten, whether it’s been in an accident, if it’s an original import, or if it’s been modified."
Gu Lingfei gave him an exasperated eye-roll.
"So, if what you’re saying is true, then Ningxue’s husband is completely useless? Ningxue is so beautiful... and he hasn’t touched her in three years?"
She couldn’t fathom it. With Ji Ningxue’s looks, most men wouldn’t last a week under the same roof without making a move. How could he go three years without doing anything?
The only explanation was that the man was impotent!
"Exactly. He’s worthless—nowhere near as capable as me," Jiang Che said smugly.
"Oh yes, you’re so impressive. With so many women already, and still eyeing the ones outside," Gu Lingfei scoffed.
"But... if Ningxue is still untouched, then you might as well take her too. She’s already 27—she shouldn’t waste her life on a good-for-nothing."
Though she felt a pang of jealousy, after weighing the situation, Gu Lingfei made her decision.
Now, this was the model of a perfect wife—what man could resist a stunning CEO who actively helped him expand his harem?
Certainly not Jiang Che!
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villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
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...
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.
