The next morning.
When Jiang Che woke up, he found Shen Yu staring straight at him, her eyes filled with curiosity.
"What? Shen Yu, don’t tell me you’ve fallen for me? Staring at me like this first thing in the morning?"
Faced with Jiang Che’s cheesy remark, Shen Yu ignored him and instead slightly furrowed her brows.
"Jiang Che, that feeling from last night is gone again. Can you do it once more? I want to experience it again... to understand what love really is!"
Jiang Che coughed dryly at her words.
"Shen Yu, that phrasing is a bit ambiguous. Anyone hearing you would think you’re delirious with fever!"
But Jiang Che understood what she meant—she wanted to relive the heart-fluttering moment from yesterday.
For a girl like Shen Yu, whose heart was sealed in concrete, even if he had managed to crack it open last night, a whole night had passed... and that fleeting emotion was long forgotten.
Making Shen Yu truly fall for him was going to be a long and arduous journey.
While "familiarity breeds affection" worked like a charm on other girls, for Shen Yu... at best, she saw him as nothing more than a self-heating 'purple mood' dispenser.
"I’m honestly impressed. Jiang Che, the master of romance, who can charm lolitas with words and conquer wives in bed... and yet, you’re the first girl to leave me utterly helpless."
Jiang Che was on the verge of a breakdown, giving Shen Yu a thumbs-up.
"Shen Yu, you’re invincible!"
Shen Yu blinked twice. For some reason, seeing Jiang Che so flustered and exasperated gave her a faint, almost imperceptible sense of amusement.
It was like an itch—you knew something tickled, but you couldn’t quite pinpoint where.
"Shen Yu, if you really want to know whether you’ve fallen for me, I’ll teach you the simplest and most basic method!"
Jiang Che took a deep breath. He was starting to sound a little unhinged.
"Go on," Shen Yu said seriously.
"When you see me flirting with other girls, does it make you feel upset?"
Shen Yu frowned slightly, thought for a moment, then shook her head.
"Not a single ripple in my heart."
Jiang Che: "......"
Jiang Che reached out, yanked Little Huangdoufen out from under the blankets, and planted a kiss on the soft, tender cheeks of the catgirl. Huangdoufen mewled excitedly, sticking out her tiny tongue to lick Jiang Che’s face.
"What about this? Doesn’t it make you jealous at all?"
Shen Yu’s expression twisted into one of mild disgust as she snatched Huangdoufen back from Jiang Che’s arms. "I don’t feel jealous. Don’t corrupt Huangdoufen."
Jiang Che was speechless. "Kid, you’re unbeatable. Your Highness the Princess, this servant... retreats!"
He finally understood—trying to sway Shen Yu’s heart with sweet nothings was utterly futile.
He’d have to take a different approach. Either slowly melt her defenses through mundane everyday life... or take the brute-force route and get her pregnant. Once she became a mother, the bond between them would be unbreakable.
......
After getting up, Monkey called.
Monkey and Tiaozao had now become colleagues—two of the world’s top hackers, both recruited under Jiang Che’s command.
"Young Master Jiang, Tiaozao just transferred all ten billion from Xiao Chen’s accounts..."
Monkey began reporting recent developments.
The two of them had essentially become Jiang Che’s human radar, tracking and investigating the so-called "Sons of Destiny." Every move they made was under Jiang Che’s watch.
"Honestly, I almost forgot—Xiao Chen still has that world’s richest father. Talk about stacking buffs to the max."
Jiang Che clicked his tongue in amazement, then searched for information about the world’s richest man on his phone.
Truth be told, he wasn’t particularly interested in this so-called "richest man." Because no matter how wealthy he was—what did it matter?
The life-extending elixirs in Jiang Che’s possession could make even the world’s richest man kneel and beg like a dog!
These elixirs were so absurdly powerful that even the "Human Pavilion" marketplace of the Destiny Association didn’t have anything like them.
The Destiny Association did have life-extending treasures, but their prices were astronomical, and they came with strict limitations—one might extend life by 20 years, but could only be used once.
Nothing as ridiculous as Jiang Che’s elixirs, which could extend life indefinitely!
But soon, Jiang Che’s brows furrowed.
Under the search term "world’s richest man," a series of related keywords popped up.
[Shocking: Billionaire 'Xiao Chuan' Nearing 50 Suddenly Discovers He Has Triplet Daughters?]
[The Richest Man’s Triplet Daughters—Three Adorably Top-Tier Lolitas. Are You Smitten?]
[Forget Titles Like 'Internet Mogul,' 'New Energy Pioneer,' or 'E-Gaming Kingpin'... Just Call Him 'Father-in-Law']
Jiang Che’s expression twisted into something resembling an old man squinting at his phone on the subway.
"Triplet... daughters???"
Jiang Che’s instincts tingled—something felt off.
He’d naturally heard of Xiao Chuan before, even collaborated with Yuanche Pharmaceutical on business deals.
This guy had ridden every major trend—starting with real estate, then pivoting to e-commerce with Pinbaobao, skyrocketing to the top of Dragon Country’s online retail industry. He’d also dabbled in gaming, mobile chips, and lately... some new energy vehicle venture.
Of course, Jiang Che hadn’t bothered investigating him thoroughly back then. After all, most ultra-wealthy individuals were bound to have extraordinary luck.
But now... it seemed Xiao Chuan wasn’t just some run-of-the-mill "tycoon protagonist."
Wait, no—Xiao Chuan was pushing 50. He couldn’t be called a "Son of Destiny" anymore. More like... the "Old Man of Destiny."
"Tsk tsk tsk, triplet loli daughters?"
A wicked grin spread across Jiang Che’s face.
His DNA was stirring. After all... he was a man blessed with the innate constitution of a natural-born homewrecker!
"A trillionaire tycoon suddenly finds his long-lost triplet daughters? This is just too perfect!"
"You old geezer, you lived the life of a young prodigy protagonist in your prime, and now you’re switching to the doting dad trope in your twilight years? You really want to hog all the perks, huh?"
Well, Young Master Jiang simply couldn’t allow such an outrage. The Earth wasn’t big enough for two legends.
Time for a showdown, old man... no, wait—Father-in-Law!
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!
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.
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!
