"Whoa~~~ Sister Mengyao, there are so many people here!" Yu Wan'er stared at the sea of faces in the concert venue, her mouth forming a perfect 'O' shape. It was absolutely mind-blowing!
"Must be... twenty or thirty thousand people, right?"
Ye Mengyao smiled faintly. "Of course! Xiao Wanwan is incredibly popular. Even regular tickets are being resold for over 1,000 yuan."
"Sister Mengyao, then how much did our seats cost...?" Yu Wan'er hesitated to finish her question.
"Hehe, not too expensive. Just a few thousand per ticket," Ye Mengyao said casually, as if tossing out a few thousand was nothing more than pocket change for her.
Yu Wan'er gulped. She had been by Ye Mengyao's side for three years now and knew this young heiress had no real concept of money—but even she couldn’t help but marvel sometimes!
Life as a rich person was truly something else. That was exactly why she had chosen to get close to Ye Mengyao in the first place, clinging to her like a little parasite.
Of course, these days, she wasn’t short on money either. After all, she had been marked as Jiang Che’s girl, and the young master would never let her go wanting. Whatever amount she desired, he’d give it to her!
Sometimes, Yu Wan'er couldn’t help but wonder—if she hadn’t stolen that exam paper that afternoon, would her life have turned out completely different?
But whenever she looked back on that day, though it filled her with shame, she would never regret it.
"Wan'er, Wan'er, stop spacing out! I think I just saw the superstar Xiao Wanwan!"
Ye Mengyao shook the girl’s arm, snapping her out of her thoughts.
"Huh? Xiao Wanwan? Where?" The petite girl instantly perked up.
The trio of strikingly beautiful girls—each with their own unique charm—drew quite a few admiring glances.
Especially from those in the VIP section. Girls this stunning were a rare sight.
"See that adorable little one? I think she’s even cuter than Xiao Wanwan!"
"Stop it, I’m already drooling. Wonder if I can get her number..."
Just then, a well-dressed man in a suit, sunglasses, and a face mask took a seat to their left, exuding an air of sophistication.
Xiao Chuan settled into his seat, thoroughly pleased with himself.
This was his second daughter Xiao Wanwan’s first concert, and he had shamelessly splurged—dropping fifty million to build this extravagant open-air stage. The ticket sales barely covered a fraction of the decoration costs.
But he didn’t care!
As long as his daughter was happy, it meant more to him than earning a billion.
Xiao Chuan whistled to himself. If all three of his daughters could just let go of their grudges and call him "Dad" one day, he could die without regrets.
At that moment, his gaze inadvertently drifted to the three young girls on his right.
His brows relaxed, his eyes free of any ulterior thoughts.
Had this been a decade or two ago, he might have entertained some fleeting interest in pretty young girls. But now, his heart had aged—all he could muster was a quiet admiration for youth.
"Miss, here’s my business card..."
Xiao Chuan handed a card to Yu Wan'er and the others.
To his surprise, Yu Wan'er barely glanced at it. "Pfft. Mister, your pickup game is weak. And I already have a boyfriend."
Her expression was pure disdain as she refused to take the card.
Xiao Chuan froze, narrowing his eyes at Yu Wan'er.
This girl had a boyfriend??? She wasn’t even five feet tall! Didn’t her boyfriend feel guilty?
Wait… maybe she was already an adult, like his own triplet daughters.
The thought of his three precious girls instantly put him on high alert.
"Damn it, there are way too of those little delinquents these days. I’ve gotta keep my girls safe—no way I’m letting some punk sneak in!"
Just imagining some brat with dyed hair and cheap sneakers rolling up on a scooter to his company’s doorstep, arm-in-arm with his sweet daughter—
He’d be ready to commit murder.
And if the kid slapped a pregnancy test in his face? Game over.
"No, no, girls these days don’t know how to protect themselves. I won’t let this happen!" Xiao Chuan clenched his fists.
As he stewed in his thoughts, a figure approached—wearing a black trench coat and sunglasses, looking ridiculously flashy—and plopped down right between Xiao Chuan and Yu Wan'er, crossing his legs with an air of arrogance.
This, of course, was none other than Young Master Jiang Che!
Honestly, Jiang Che was surprised. He hadn’t expected Yu Wan'er and Ye Mengyao to show up here.
Awkward.
So he’d thrown on a quick disguise—sunglasses, trench coat, the works. Even his own mother wouldn’t recognize him now.
Xiao Chuan took one look at Jiang Che’s slouching, irreverent posture and immediately wrote him off.
"Hmph. Not an ounce of maturity. He’ll never amount to anything."
"Must be some spoiled rich kid who bought his way into the VIP section."
In an instant, Xiao Chuan stamped Jiang Che with the label of "good-for-nothing playboy."
Little did he know, Jiang Che had already recognized him.
Meanwhile, Yu Wan'er on the right had sharp eyes. She nudged Ye Mengyao and Qin Qiaoqiao.
"Hey, Sister Mengyao… doesn’t this guy seem kinda familiar?"
Ye Mengyao nodded, studying Jiang Che. "His build looks a lot like Jiang Che’s."
Qin Qiaoqiao shook her head. "No way, right? Jiang Che’s at home. We snuck out… unless he found out?"
The three girls whispered among themselves, stealing glances at Jiang Che, searching for any telltale signs.
And Jiang Che? Well, he was just having fun with it.
He pulled out a pack of Huazi cigarettes, lit one up, and took a drag.
Xiao Chuan’s frown deepened. This kid was barely grown and already smoking?
Definitely a delinquent.
"Hey, old-timer, want one?" Jiang Che grinned, offering a cigarette.
Thanks to his masterful voice-changing skills, no one could recognize his real tone.
"No! I don’t smoke!" Xiao Chuan’s fists tightened in irritation.
"Heh..." Jiang Che flicked his ashes—right onto Xiao Chuan’s expensive suit, burning a few holes in the fabric.
Xiao Chuan: "......"
"Young man! Have some decency. This is my dau—this is a concert! Want me to call security on you?"
Jiang Che shrugged, removing his hat to reveal a head of bright yellow hair. Paired with the edgy trench coat and sunglasses, he looked every bit the reckless troublemaker.
Xiao Chuan: "......"
For some reason, the moment he saw that dyed hair, alarm bells started blaring in his mind.
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
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!
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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?!
