Yu Wan'er was furious because once again she caught the scent of another woman on Jiang Che.
"Shh... Wan'er, don't get worked up. We're used to it by now, aren't we? As long as Jiang Che has us in his heart, isn’t that enough?" Inside the bedroom, Ye Mengyao and Qin Qiaoqiao held back the fuming Yu Wan'er.
"Sister Mengyao, Sister Qiaoqiao, Jiang Che is such a scumbag! How many is this now?"
Yu Wan'er puffed up her cheeks in anger, curling up on the bed in a sulk. Her fair, jade-like feet were tightly clenched, her delicate skin tinged with a faint pink. She still looked as soft and small as ever.
"Wan'er, it's not like you just met Jiang Che yesterday," Ye Mengyao said with a smile, gently smoothing Yu Wan'er's hair.
"But..." Yu Wan'er hesitated before growling, "I think he's disgusting!"
Ye Mengyao chuckled. "Then do you think Sister Qiaoqiao and I are disgusting too?"
"Of course not! I’d never think that of you two!"
"Then isn’t that enough? Jiang Che doesn’t actually mess around outside. Sure, I get jealous too... but you get used to it after a while. Having more sisters isn’t so bad when you think about it."
Qin Qiaoqiao nodded eagerly like a little chick pecking at rice. "Yeah, we’re all sisters who’ve weathered storms together."
Of course they were close—they were sisters who shared the same... straw. No one had the right to call anyone else dirty!
"Oh..." Yu Wan'er lowered her head.
[Jiang Che, you disgusting pervert, even seducing married women? You’re vile!]
[You go around cuckolding others, but watch out—one day that green hat might land on your own head!]
Her tsundere instincts were kicking in again!
"Yu Wan'er, what were you just thinking?"
A chilling voice suddenly whispered in Yu Wan'er’s ear, startling her so badly she nearly wet herself.
"J-Jiang Che? When did you get here?"
Yu Wan'er looked up and saw Jiang Che’s darkened expression, immediately clamping her short legs together in fear.
"Just now... what were you thinking?" Jiang Che narrowed his eyes dangerously. This little brat... dared to imagine him being cuckolded?
There was no way he’d ever wear a green hat—he was the one who cuckolded others!
"I... I wasn’t thinking anything!" Yu Wan'er shook her head frantically, but her guilty conscience was obvious as she clutched the corner of the blanket.
"Heh... I’ve been too soft on you. A brat like you needs to suffer every day to keep that rebellious streak in check."
With that, Jiang Che slid under the covers. The large bed was warm, filled with heat and the sweet scent of a young girl.
Yu Wan'er: "..."
[No way, how does he always guess what I’m thinking?]
The sharp-witted little loli suddenly had a terrifying thought and shuddered.
[Could Jiang Che have mind-reading powers?]
The more she thought about it, the more horrifying it became. Every time she cursed Jiang Che in her mind, she ended up punished mercilessly.
And given Jiang Che’s vast capabilities, it wasn’t impossible for him to eavesdrop on her thoughts!
Did that mean... all the insults she’d mentally hurled at him had been heard loud and clear?
Yu Wan'er paled at the realization.
But these were just suspicions—she needed proof.
[Hey, you rotten scumbag, if you can read minds, then go ahead and destroy me! Nyeh nyeh nyeh~~~]
Yu Wan'er pushed Jiang Che’s buttons again, throwing herself into the fray like a strategist gambling with fate.
[Oh? Yu Wan'er, you’ve got some nerve. Seems I can’t let you off easy anymore...]
Jiang Che didn’t deny it, responding directly via telepathy.
So it was true—Jiang Che really could read minds!
But the cost was steep. Her petite frame probably wouldn’t survive what was coming.
"Sister Mengyao, Sister Qiaoqiao, this pervert can read minds! You have to be careful—mmph!"
At the last moment, Yu Wan'er relayed the crucial intel to Ye Mengyao and Qin Qiaoqiao, embodying the spirit of self-sacrifice.
Unfortunately, Qin Qiaoqiao and Ye Mengyao were already hopelessly smitten with Jiang Che.
"Wow, Jiang Che, can you really hear people’s thoughts? Guess what I’m thinking right now!" Qin Qiaoqiao batted her big eyes.
"You’re thinking about me~"
"Whoa! You’re amazing, Brother Jiang Che!"
Yu Wan'er: "..."
Sometimes, love-struck idiocy was truly despair-inducing.
...
Ji Family Villa.
Zhao Li pulled Ji Ningxue into a room alone.
"Mom, what’s this about?" Ji Ningxue shook off Zhao Li’s grip.
"Ningning, I need to ask you something," Zhao Li said, eyes sparkling with gossip.
"What is it? Make it quick... I have work tomorrow."
Ignoring her daughter’s impatience, Zhao Li grinned. "What happened to your lips?"
"Don’t tell me it’s from eating spicy food. I was your age once—I’m not blind."
Ji Ningxue froze, struggling to explain but finding no words.
"Let me guess... did you and Young Master Jiang hit it off?" Zhao Li rubbed her hands together excitedly.
"Huh? Mom, why would you think that? Young Master Jiang just gave me a ride home... we only met yesterday!"
But Zhao Li’s grin only widened. "Ningning, you’re my daughter—you can’t lie to save your life. Young Master Jiang already told me everything."
Ji Ningxue’s face flushed. "That little jerk... blabbing about everything..."
Zhao Li’s eyes lit up with triumph. "So it’s true? You and Young Master Jiang really kissed?"
Ji Ningxue: "..."
She, the shrewd businesswoman, had just been outplayed by her own mother.
Zhao Li took Ji Ningxue’s hand earnestly. "Ningning, you’re not getting any younger. Are you really going to waste your life on that good-for-nothing Xiao Chen? While you’re still young and beautiful... you should secure Young Master Jiang..."
Ji Ningxue’s face burned crimson as she yanked her hand away.
"Mom, Jiang Che and I only just met yesterday! And that kiss was just part of a ‘truth or dare’ game. I’m almost ten years older than him—I don’t want people saying I’m robbing the cradle..."
"What cradle-robbing? Ningning, this is called feminine charm! A woman like you can easily handle a guy in his twenties."
"And Ningning, are you really going to throw away your life on Xiao Chen? These are your prime years as a woman..."
Zhao Li’s relentless persuasion made Ji Ningxue waver again.
But soon, morality and propriety resurfaced.
"Mom, drop it. I don’t have any other thoughts right now. I just want to grow Grandpa’s Ji Corporation into something greater..."
"You silly girl! If you become Jiang Che’s woman... Ji Corporation will rise with you!" Zhao Li was practically wracking her brain.
But Ji Ningxue acted as if she hadn’t heard, turning to leave the room.
"Ah—" Zhao Li sighed deeply.
Why was her daughter so stubborn?
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?!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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!
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.
