"Go Wanwan!"
Xiao Sisi cheered for her younger sister backstage, her petite face filled with solemn determination.
She looked every bit like a serious little adult!
"Mhm~" Xiao Wanwan nodded in response. Truthfully, she despised being a celebrity, but her sisters were her biggest supporters—her biggest fans. If her youngest sister hadn’t been busy with makeup exams, she would’ve been here too, cheering her on.
Xiao Wanwan hated the feeling of being the center of attention, especially under the lecherous gazes that made her skin crawl.
Suddenly, she shuddered and glanced toward the audience.
A young man with dyed blond hair and black sunglasses seemed to be staring right at her. Even through the shades, she could feel the burning intensity of his gaze—an almost naked, predatory look.
[Ugh, what a disgusting blond loser. Don’t think I don’t know the filthy fantasies running through your head just because you’re hiding behind those glasses.]
Jiang Che: "..."
What the hell? Since when am I a "blond loser"? This bratty little... Just wait till I get my hands on her. If I don’t teach her a lesson, I’ll change my damn surname!
Jiang Che licked his lips as he watched Xiao Wanwan sing and dance on stage.
As the rising star of the new generation, Xiao Wanwan certainly had the talent to back up her fame. With her stunningly cute looks and the backing of her billionaire father, Xiao Chuan, even a modest amount of skill was enough to skyrocket her to stardom.
And who was Xiao Chuan? The richest man in the world. Making a young girl famous in the entertainment industry was child’s play for him.
Not that Xiao Wanwan was lacking—she had genuine talent. Her singing was pleasant, and her energetic dance moves were captivating.
Enough to make most old perverts lose their minds, Jiang Che included!
Of course, right now, Jiang Che was busy plotting how to whisk Xiao Wanwan away.
Dealing with a brat like her wouldn’t be easy. Despite her innocent, doll-like appearance, she was sharp-witted and secretly quite devious.
Just as Jiang Che was contemplating his next move, Xiao Wanwan locked eyes with him from the stage.
A concert needed audience interaction—otherwise, the singer would just be performing alone, and that would be boring.
And now… it was time for that very segment.
"Ahem! Next, I’ll be randomly selecting one lucky audience member to join me on stage for a duet!"
Xiao Wanwan held the microphone in one hand and placed the other on her hip, her bratty nature impossible to hide as it seeped through her every gesture.
The moment she announced this, the crowd erupted in excitement.
People cheered, some even jumping in place as if ready to leap onto the stage.
Even Yu Wan'er raised her hand eagerly, while Ye Mengyao and Qin Qiaoqiao joined in the commotion.
It was clear—the girls absolutely adored Xiao Wanwan.
Jiang Che, however, just rolled his eyes. "Seriously? This little brat… All I did was look at her. Was that really necessary?"
Having overheard Xiao Wanwan’s inner thoughts, Jiang Che already knew the so-called "lucky winner" would be him.
Sure enough, after dramatically scanning the crowd, Xiao Wanwan’s finger landed squarely on Jiang Che.
"You there—Blondie!"
Her voice was sweet and soft, enough to make anyone’s heart skip a beat.
"Blondie"…
In an instant, Jiang Che felt the weight of thousands of murderous glares.
"What the hell? Why would Wanwan pick this guy? And with that ridiculous blond hair?"
"Blond hair, sunglasses, probably smokes and rides a damn scooter too, huh?"
"Oh, so Wanwan likes blond guys? Guess I’m dyeing my hair next."
The crowd buzzed with chatter, but without exception, every pair of eyes directed at Jiang Che was filled with hostility.
To his left, Xiao Chuan’s heart sank.
Damn it. His worst fear had come true!
The old saying was right—inexperienced young girls really were drawn to troublemakers with flashy hair.
[Middle-Aged Billionaire Dad vs. Blonde Scooter Punk]?
Xiao Chuan glared at Jiang Che, wishing he could carve a chunk out of him. How dare this bastard catch Wanwan’s attention?
This kid… must be eliminated.
Jiang Che, meanwhile, stood up, adjusted his sunglasses, and smirked at Xiao Chuan.
This old man’s bloodlust is intense. I haven’t even done anything, and he already wants me dead? What if I actually seduced all three of his daughters and got them pregnant? Would he just spontaneously combust?
A wicked idea took root in Jiang Che’s mind.
...
With casual confidence, Jiang Che strolled onto the stage.
Xiao Wanwan held the microphone, flashing a sweet smile—though beneath that angelic expression lurked a little devil.
She skipped over to Jiang Che, tugging at his sleeve with both hands. "Blondie, you’re so handsome! Will you sing with me?"
[Heh. How dare this loser stare at me like that? Let’s see how he handles being public enemy number one.]
[Not only will the fans hate him, but my dear old dad’s gonna lose it too. Good luck dealing with that, loser!]
Xiao Wanwan’s two-faced act was peak bratty behavior.
And just as she predicted, Jiang Che instantly topped the [Most Wanted] list.
Xiao Chuan was barely holding back his rage.
For a split second, he considered calling his men to ambush this blond punk with a van full of hired muscle after the concert.
Jiang Che chuckled and reached out, ruffling Xiao Wanwan’s hair.
[Ew! Who said you could touch me? Disgusting! Bleh!]
Despite her internal revulsion, Xiao Wanwan maintained her innocent act.
"Blondie, will you sing with me?"
Jiang Che shook his head. "I don’t really know your songs."
The crowd erupted in outrage.
"What the—? You came to her concert without knowing her music? What kind of idiot does that?"
"This guy’s got negative EQ. How has he survived this long without getting beaten to death?"
Nearby, Yu Wan'er puffed her cheeks in annoyance. "Mengyao, this blond guy’s lack of social awareness is just like that jerk Jiang Che."
...
Jiang Che grinned darkly.
Why would a villain like him play along?
He was here to cause chaos!
"Ahem. Actually, I’m a singer too—just a wandering one."
The audience immediately lost it.
Was this guy trying to challenge her?
And seriously—what kind of "wandering singer" could afford front-row VIP tickets?
Those cost tens of thousands!
Clearly, this guy was here to stir trouble.
Jiang Che shrugged. He hadn’t planned on making a scene, but since Xiao Wanwan wanted to humiliate him, he might as well have some fun.
He really was going to sing—but what?
His eyes flicked between Xiao Chuan and Xiao Wanwan.
A devilish idea formed in his mind.
ial death, also known as "shè sǐ" in Chinese, generally refers to... well, never mind, it's not important. My name is Ye Cheng, and I'm about to experience social death firsthand. ... 【Host, your mission is to confess your love to the young lady of the Dongfang family, the current student council president, in a way that will be unforgettable for everyone at the freshman ceremony!】 【Host, assist the girl with a sprained ankle in front of you to reach the infirmary, and fulfill the wicked thoughts in your heart!】 【Host, act on your desires and punish the arrogant young lady before you mercilessly!】 【Host, follow your instincts—abandon shameful surrender, begging, or groveling, and ruthlessly criticize the domineering, ill-mannered young lady in front of you!】 【Host...】 Ye Cheng: "Here, here, you take this host role—I quit!" Wait, why is the girl with a sprained ankle the daughter of a mafia boss? And what kind of punishment method is this for the arrogant young lady? Also, who the heck said anything about wicked thoughts in my heart? Come out here, let’s settle this one-on-one!!! ... The haughty student council president, the scheming mafia princess, the fragile yandere young lady, the airheaded maid-in-waiting, the mixed-blood loli/...
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
