When Jiang Che pulled out his phone, Yu Wan'er's heart instinctively skipped a beat.
She had already sensed that something was off!
That perverted jerk Jiang Che loved secretly recording or taking photos with his phone—she still remembered their first encounter vividly.
She had developed an instinctive fear of this man.
Sure enough, the next second, a familiar voice played from Jiang Che's phone.
"I’ve fallen for you, so what? You bastard pervert... You’re just tired of me, aren’t you???"
"Wuwuwu... Jiang Che, please don’t leave me, okay? I’ll be good..."
Yu Wan'er's tearful voice echoed from the phone.
This was from a moment at the Jiang Family residence when Yu Wan'er, slightly tipsy, had poured her heart out to Jiang Che—only for him to record it.
"Jiang Che!!! When did you record this?"
Yu Wan'er's voice instantly rose several decibels as she squirmed in his arms.
This was too much! She didn’t even remember saying those things, and with Ye Mengyao and Qin Qiaoqiao present at the Jiang Family villa, she was utterly mortified!
"Give me your phone—delete it now!!!"
But alas, petite as she was, Yu Wan'er stood no chance against Jiang Che. Her struggles were nothing more than playful resistance to him.
Jiang Che chuckled lightly before tapping open a few more videos.
They were the recordings of Yu Wan'er sneaking a peek at exam papers—footage Jiang Che had never deleted. Now that he’d dug them up again, Yu Wan'er was fuming.
"Why haven’t you deleted these yet??? You disgusting pervert!"
Enraged, the girl clamped her teeth onto Jiang Che's arm like a little bulldog, refusing to let go.
Watching Yu Wan'er’s antics, Ye Mengyao and Qin Qiaoqiao couldn’t help but laugh.
Hearing their giggles, Yu Wan'er’s face burned even redder. She buried her head into Jiang Che’s shoulder, her small fangs sinking into him as her blush spread down to her neck. She was beyond embarrassed.
Meanwhile, Huangdoufen, who had been playing with her tail, glanced up with her big, beautiful eyes, a hint of curiosity flickering in them.
For her, the concept of jealousy didn’t exist yet.
Just then, the front door swung open, and a graceful figure stepped in.
It was Qiangwei, freshly returned from a competition.
Bai Qiangwei had gradually made a name for herself in Dragon Country’s piano scene. Her talent was extraordinary—within just a few months, she had reached a level others couldn’t achieve in decades.
"Jiang Che gege? I missed you so much~~~"
With one shoe still on and her backpack tossed aside, the girl rushed over and clung to Jiang Che.
With one arm still holding Yu Wan'er, Jiang Che used his free hand to remove Qiangwei’s remaining shoe and sock.
"How was the competition? Did you win anything?" His voice dripped with affection.
"Of course! I took first place in the provincial round..." She beamed, tilting her chin up as if waiting for his praise.
Bai Qiangwei was genuinely emotional. Had Jiang Che gege not entered her life, she might still have been a mercenary—or worse, dead in some forgotten corner.
But meeting him had changed everything. He introduced her to a world of new experiences, reshaping her destiny.
If her life before 19 had been bleak, Jiang Che was the light that illuminated it, painting her world with color.
"Not bad. You’ve got about 30% of my flair," Jiang Che teased, crossing his legs while idly toying with Bai Qiangwei’s flawless, delicate feet—one perk of being a martial artist: no foot odor!
"Please, Jiang Che gege, my skills are nothing compared to yours. Even my teacher raves about you... I’m still lightyears away."
Bai Qiangwei knew her limits. The stronger her piano skills grew, the more she realized the sheer brilliance of Jiang Che’s god-tier mastery.
"Oh, right! After this competition, I’ll be attending Z University as a special student!" She smiled brightly.
Jiang Che’s lips twitched.
Bai Qiangwei joining Z University? Ridiculous!
Among the top five beauties at Z University, four were already Jiang Che’s: Ye Mengyao, Shen Yu, Qin Qiaoqiao, and Yu Wan'er.
Of course, all four girls were naturally stunning, scoring at least 95/100 in looks. After being nourished by Jiang Che’s youth-preserving elixir, their beauty had reached perfection.
Aesthetically, they were evenly matched—but Ye Mengyao had the added allure of being the wealthy heiress of the Ye Family. Who could resist a rich, beautiful socialite?
Next was the icy genius scholar—no one could say no to a cold, untouchable prodigy.
Qin Qiaoqiao was the classic girl-next-door type.
And then there was Yu Wan'er. The main reason she ranked lower? Z University’s beauty poll was ID-public. Few wanted others knowing they were into a petite, tsundere girl!
Once Bai Qiangwei enrolled, she’d undoubtedly claim a spot in the top five—and Jiang Che’s reputation would skyrocket again.
......
Ji Family Residence.
"Get out! I said get out!!!"
Ji Ningxue was on the verge of a breakdown. She couldn’t believe it—why the hell was Xiao Chen back? Hadn’t they signed the divorce papers?
Xiao Chen stood firm, his gaze filled with sorrow as he looked at her.
He had given up on Ji Ningxue. No matter what he did, he could never hold onto her—because she had never loved him. Not once.
And that was that.
But it didn’t matter anymore. He had found true love elsewhere.
"Ningxue! Mind your tone!"
A middle-aged woman stepped forward, her hair elegantly swept to one side—Zhao Li, Ji Ningxue’s mother.
Though Zhao Li was nearing 50, her skincare routine had kept her relatively youthful. Wrinkles were visible, but traces of her former beauty lingered.
(Not that Jiang Che would ever be interested—he preferred the vibrant energy of 20-year-olds.)
Ji Ningxue froze. "Mom... What’s going on?"
She was utterly baffled, as if unable to trust her own eyes.
Zhao Li sighed.
"Sweetheart, I’ve realized lately that I’ve been unfair to Xiao Chen. He’s actually quite a decent, honest young man."
Ji Ningxue’s jaw nearly dropped.
"Mom!!! You—you two?!"
If she didn’t get it now, she’d be an idiot.
Xiao Chen had pulled off a home-wrecking move post-divorce—and somehow charmed her mother into siding with him?!
Doesn't that mean... I'll have to accept a father in name?
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
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!
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
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?!
