Ji Ningxue's emotions were a tangled mess—flustered yet secretly delighted, but mostly overwhelmed and at a loss.
She turned her head slightly and, sure enough, there was someone sleeping beside her.
With his handsome face and flawless features, who else could it be but Jiang Che?
Ji Ningxue’s mind was truly in chaos. How could she, a married woman, have ended up in bed with another man?
This was a blatant violation of morality!
Yet, strangely, she didn’t feel disgusted—just utterly confused.
Propping herself up on one elbow, she rested her chin in her hand and studied Jiang Che as he slept.
[This little troublemaker really is good-looking… just a bit too mischievous.]
[Honestly, if we could really be together… it might not be so bad. But I’m eight years older than you—guess it’ll just have to stay a dream.]
Ji Ningxue gazed at Jiang Che’s youthful face, so boyish it made him seem like a little brother.
Meanwhile, she was practically an old auntie by comparison!
Though Ji Ningxue and Gu Lingfei had been in the same class, Gu Lingfei had skipped two grades and was two years younger.
[Sigh, alcohol really does lead to trouble.]
Just as Ji Ningxue was lost in her thoughts, Jiang Che slowly opened his eyes.
Well, well—the first thing he saw was something big, white, and… oh, just the bedsheet!
"Ah—!" Ji Ningxue hurriedly yanked the covers over herself.
"Good morning, Ningning-jie," Jiang Che said with a yawn.
He’d slept incredibly well last night.
"I-I-I…" Ji Ningxue’s face burned as she burrowed deeper under the blanket.
Suddenly, a crucial realization struck her.
"Wait, Jiang Che—did you use protection last night?"
This was no joke. If she ended up pregnant, things would spiral out of control!
Xiao Chen would become a father without even having held her hand—how cruel would that be?
Jiang Che, however, just rubbed his eyes in confusion.
"Protection? What for?"
"You—!" Ji Ningxue’s face flushed crimson. "You know exactly what I mean! If I get pregnant, it’ll be a disaster!"
Jiang Che sighed. "Ningning-jie, I didn’t touch you last night. You got drunk and threw up all over yourself. I was the one who changed your clothes, but since there weren’t any other women’s outfits here, I had to improvise."
Ji Ningxue froze. "Huh???"
"Yep. Here—watch this video from last night. You were so drunk you tried tearing my clothes off. If I hadn’t fought back… well, you might’ve succeeded."
Jiang Che pulled up the recording.
Sure enough, after seeing her own behavior in the video, Ji Ningxue’s face turned scarlet with embarrassment.
"You—why would you even film this?!"
"I had to protect myself, Ningning-jie. What if you woke up and demanded I take responsibility? What would I do then?" Jiang Che pouted, feigning innocence.
Ji Ningxue fumed. "Who would demand anything from you? Don’t flatter yourself!"
"Ningning-jie, you traumatized me last night. Don’t I deserve an apology? My fragile heart was terrified by your… advances."
Ji Ningxue was speechless.
"You little—! Acting all innocent after taking advantage!"
She turned away angrily, though a faint pang of disappointment lingered in her chest.
So… nothing had actually happened between her and Jiang Che last night?
Now that she thought about it, aside from a headache, her body felt completely normal.
"What’s wrong, Ningning-jie? Disappointed? Or… were you hoping for something more?"
"Get out!" Ji Ningxue kicked at him, aiming to shove him off the bed, but Jiang Che caught her leg midair.
...
Twenty minutes later, fresh clothes arrived.
Once dressed, Ji Ningxue avoided eye contact.
"Alright, let’s not see each other again. This isn’t appropriate. I’m eight or nine years older than you—you’re just a kid to me."
She felt ridiculous. It was time to end this ambiguous relationship once and for all!
"Ningning-jie, you’re being so cold!"
"It’s not about being cold. We’re both adults. We owe each other nothing… Maybe we can stay friends, but anything more is out of the question." Ji Ningxue clenched her teeth.
Jiang Che sighed softly. He hadn’t pushed things further with Ji Ningxue because he enjoyed the chase.
But she wasn’t getting away that easily.
"Ningning-jie… do we really owe each other nothing?" A sly smile curled at his lips.
"Of course."
"Not necessarily. Do you remember the ‘Angel Investor’?"
Ji Ningxue’s breath hitched at the mention of those three words.
The Angel Investor had been nothing short of a savior for her. Time and again, they’d rescued the Ji Group from financial ruin.
"You… you’re not saying you’re the Angel Investor, are you?" Her voice trembled slightly.
Jiang Che snapped his fingers. "Bingo. That’s me. Ningning-jie… I’ve had feelings for you for a long time."
"What?! But how? That’s impossible!"
"Why not? Two years ago, when the Ji Group’s funding chain broke and nearly went bankrupt, it was me who anonymously invested a billion. And last year—"
Jiang Che listed every instance of the Angel Investor’s interventions in meticulous detail.
Ji Ningxue covered her mouth in shock. This couldn’t be real!
Only a handful of people knew about the Angel Investor’s involvement. Even her most trusted confidants couldn’t recount every transaction so precisely.
There was only one explanation—Jiang Che had been helping her all along.
"But why? Why would you invest in me secretly? We didn’t even know each other! Don’t tell me it was love at first sight."
She was reeling. Jiang Che had single-handedly saved the Ji Group, pouring in at least 2.5 billion without her knowledge. And she’d just claimed they were even?
"Not love at first sight. Let’s just say… I’ve had my eye on you for a while."
Jiang Che smirked. As for how he knew every detail of the investments?
Simple—he’d taken out Xiao Chen’s right-hand man: Flea.
Xiao Chen had secretly funded Ji Ningxue through Flea, who handled every transaction. Now that Flea was under Jiang Che’s control, all records had been altered to credit Jiang Che instead.
Talk about stealing the prize without lifting a finger!
In the end, Xiao Chen's endurance and silent suffering only served to benefit Jiang Che!
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...
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
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.
