Ji Ningxue was stunned.
For a moment, she couldn’t process what was happening!
Meanwhile, Jiang Che gave Yu Wan'er and the others, who were lounging on the sofa, a meaningful glance.
Yu Wan’er instantly understood his silent request. She pouted, her cheeks puffing up like an irritated little pufferfish.
[Ugh, you’re making me help you again? This household... would fall apart without me!]
After mentally cursing Jiang Che a dozen times, the little lolita’s expression suddenly shifted.
She hopped off the sofa and dashed excitedly toward Ji Ningxue.
“Wow, sis, you’re so pretty~~~”
Yu Wan’er’s sudden appearance left Ji Ningxue flustered. She looked down at the little girl...
The sight of such an adorable, soft-faced lolita triggered Ji Ningxue’s inner big-sister instincts—she desperately wanted to pinch those plump little cheeks.
“H-hello there, little one...”
Yu Wan’er blinked her big, sparkling eyes. “Are you Sister Ji? Big Brother Jiang Che talks about you all the time! He always says you’re the most beautiful lady ever!”
Clearly, Yu Wan’er wasn’t just a bratty tease—she could also play the innocent little angel flawlessly.
After all, every girl is a born actress.
“Huh? He... he really says that?” Ji Ningxue’s heart melted like honey, sweet and warm.
How could such an adorable little thing possibly lie?
“Of course! Me, Sister Yaoyao, and the others have heard so much about you! Big Brother Jiang Che really, really likes you~~~”
The little lolita waved her hands animatedly, as if trying to convey just how utterly shameless Jiang Che was.
Ji Ningxue shot Jiang Che a glare!
Just like that, Yu Wan’er effortlessly defused the brewing storm.
After all, no one—not even a cold-hearted CEO—could resist a cute little girl showering them with sweet, clingy affection.
Ye Mengyao and Qin Qiaoqiao soon joined them.
“Hello, sis! We’ve met before, right?” Ye Mengyao extended her hand gracefully, her smile radiating noble elegance.
“Huh? You’re... the Ye family’s heiress???” Ji Ningxue gasped.
How... could a young lady from such a prestigious family be this outrageous?
“Yep! You even attended my coming-of-age ceremony~” Ye Mengyao grinned playfully.
Her 18th birthday had been an unforgettable day.
“Oh...” Ji Ningxue’s gaze then shifted to Qin Qiaoqiao.
“I’m Qin Qiaoqiao. You can call me Qiaoqiao, sis.”
“Nice to meet you, Qiaoqiao...”
And so, Ji Ningxue was introduced to every girl in the villa.
“There’s also Sister Bai Jie and Sister Qiangwei, but Sister Qiangwei is away for a piano competition...”
Yu Wan’er took on the role of tour guide, enthusiastically recounting Jiang Che’s romantic escapades.
“This is Sister Ningshuang, and Sister Shen Yu...”
Chen Ningshuang had thought she could avoid the drama by dressing as a maid, but she was still dragged into it.
As for Shen Yu, her expression remained blank. She felt nothing for Jiang Che—except during physical intimacy, when her heart would stir slightly. But that wasn’t love!
Even if Jiang Che brought home ten thousand more women, she’d only be curious about his inhuman stamina—never jealous!
After making the rounds, Ji Ningxue’s attention returned to Yu Wan’er’s petite frame.
“Little one, you... you’re also...?”
Yu Wan’er blinked innocently. “Yep! Big Brother Jiang Che brought me here. I love him the most!”
[Ugh, you disgusting trash—just saying that makes me want to vomit for a month. Bleh~~~]
Truly, a master of deception!
“Uh... little one, how old...”
Ji Ningxue bent down and scooped Yu Wan’er up, giving her a light bounce. The little lolita was tiny—barely over 70 pounds. How could such a pure, naive girl have been swept up by Jiang Che?
She shot Jiang Che a death glare. She knew all too well about his... capabilities. Could this little Wan’er even survive him?
You absolute degenerate! What kind of monster does this?!
“Sweetie, how old are you?” Ji Ningxue asked curiously.
“Sis, I’m almost 20!” Yu Wan’er chirped, her face the picture of cluelessness—though her mind was anything but.
“Huh??? You’re 20?!”
“Yep! Sister Ningxue, Big Brother Jiang Che is really nice, and he’ll love you too! I already like you so much... Please don’t leave? I’ve always wanted a big sister...”
The little lolita clutched Ji Ningxue’s sleeve, her pitiful expression enough to melt hearts.
The tea was strong—Yu Wan’er’s flawless combo of sweet talk and puppy-dog eyes left Ji Ningxue utterly disarmed.
If this were some lolicon-obsessed otaku, he’d have already surrendered his soul—and possibly more.
“Alright, alright! From now on, I’m your honorary big sister. If Jiang Che ever bullies you... just tell me!”
Ji Ningxue thumped her ample chest with righteous fervor.
Ye Mengyao and Qin Qiaoqiao watched in awe—Yu Wan’er had once again shattered their understanding of audacity.
Snuggled in Ji Ningxue’s arms, Yu Wan’er shot Jiang Che a look of pure disdain where no one else could see.
[Disgusting trash, this is the last time I help you. My sweet little sister act is getting worn out!]
[Hmph~ Without me, this household would crumble!]
She knew Jiang Che could hear her thoughts, so she held nothing back.
“Heh, good job, kiddo. I’ll give you an extra sausage at dinner.”
Yu Wan’er: “......”
...
“Jiang Che, you’re really... I don’t even know what to say anymore!”
On the balcony, Ji Ningxue sat beside Jiang Che on a wicker chair.
It had taken her over an hour to calm down even slightly.
“Ningxue-jie, what can I say? I can’t just flirt and then bail, right? I’m not the type to zip up and run.”
Ji Ningxue scoffed. “Oh, so you’re proud of that? You think you’re some paragon of responsibility?”
Jiang Che spread his hands innocently. “Aren’t I?”
“Hell no! If you were responsible, you wouldn’t go around picking flowers like some damn bee!”
“Tsk tsk, Ningxue-jie, are you jealous?”
“Yes! I gave my first love to a little brat like you... worst deal ever!”
Ji Ningxue’s chest heaved with frustration. “Jiang Che, can you at least promise not to chase after more women?”
Jiang Che smirked. “Ningxue-jie, how about I promise not to let you find out?”
“SCREW YOU!!!!”
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
