Case closed!
Jiang Yunli and her husband came over specifically to pressure them about having kids.
Of course... they also managed to score a free meal.
But poor Jiang Che had to suffer for it!
He had just cooked for Xiao An'an and her sister earlier today, and now he had to get back in the kitchen as soon as he got home.
At least his culinary skills were finally paying off.
Between the girls at home, there were nearly a dozen mouths to feed.
Jiang Che had mastered the art of cooking, but he rarely did it himself. On most days, the maids handled the meals—while not Michelin-star level, they were still top-tier home cooking.
Jiang Che usually only used his chef skills to impress girls. Once they were his, why would he keep cooking every day?
It’s like... when you’re chasing a girl, you shower her with gifts and sweet talk. But after marriage? Good luck keeping that up.
"Wow~ Son, your cooking... this is amazing! You’ve left your dad in the dust!"
This was Jiang Yunli’s first time tasting Jiang Che’s cooking, and she was absolutely stunned.
"Uh... honey, do you have to put me down to praise him? I’ve been cooking for you for 20 years... no credit for that?" Jiang Yuan’s pride took a serious hit.
"Aw, hubby, you’re amazing too!"
Jiang Yunli giggled, peeling a shrimp and popping it into his mouth.
Jiang Che: "..."
Seriously? I have to deal with this lovey-dovey nonsense in my own house?
No way I’m letting this slide.
Sure enough, before he even had to say anything... the girls sprang into action.
Leading the charge was Miss Ye herself—Ye Mengyao dropped a piece of meat into Jiang Che’s bowl, and the others quickly followed suit.
In the blink of an eye, his bowl was piled high with dishes.
Jiang Yunli and Jiang Yuan exchanged glances before bursting into muffled laughter.
Jiang Yunli, especially, looked absolutely delighted.
She had worried that her son’s harem might be a mess of drama, but now... it seemed she’d been overthinking it.
...
After Jiang Yunli and her husband left, a smirk spread across Jiang Che’s face.
Normally, the Jiang family villa was anything but quiet at night!
"Su Mianmian!!! You heard what my mom said, right? She wants us to have a baby... Should we put in some effort?"
Jiang Che’s arm snaked around Su Mianmian’s slender waist.
Su Mianmian’s face instantly burned red, and she ducked her head without a word.
Having a baby... that sounded terrifying!
Right now, she was still part-cat—what if she ended up with a whole litter?
"Pfft... look how scared you are!" Jiang Che chuckled, tweaking her cat ears. At home, Su Mianmian usually kept her feline features, but she’d hidden them to avoid freaking out Jiang Yunli.
"Bai Jie, get over here! Weren’t you the one just talking about having a baby?"
Jiang Che yanked the petite Bai Jie closer.
"Mm... yeah! I... I could do it, right?"
Bai Jie’s cheeks flushed pink, but her eyes sparkled with excitement.
She wasn’t even 20 yet, the same age as Jiang Che when they started college.
They even went to the same school—Z University—but Bai Jie had basically ditched classes after enrolling. She was so absent that she hadn’t even made it onto the school’s beauty rankings.
"Like hell you could! You actually want to get pregnant?"
Out of all the girls in Jiang Che’s harem, Bai Jie was the biggest headache.
No matter how many times she got burned, she never learned—still the same hopelessly infatuated girl.
To put it bluntly, any ordinary guy stuck with Bai Jie would lose at least 30 years off his lifespan. She was like a spider demon from a cave of seduction, ready to drain a man dry.
Jiang Che flicked her forehead.
"Ow!" She rubbed the spot, but her gaze remained just as heated.
Jiang Che: "..."
He was genuinely at a loss. Taking Bai Jie in might’ve been a mistake—now she was stuck to him like glue.
And not just stuck... she was actively sucking the life out of him. How was anyone supposed to handle that?
Maybe... if he got her pregnant? She’d probably calm down after having a kid.
......
"Mr. Xiao Chuan, there’s no need to be upset. What Jiang Che and I have is real love!"
In the hospital room, Xiao Chuan lay stiffly on the bed while his three daughters stood before him.
"Sisi, let me be brutally honest—Jiang Che is no good. He’s surrounded by women. He won’t treasure you."
Xiao Chuan clutched his chest. He’d already coughed up blood that afternoon—if not for Ai Shouying being there, he might’ve died from sheer rage.
"Mr. Xiao Chuan! Jiang Che isn’t like that at all. His cooking is amazing, and I really like him!"
"Sisi, you don’t understand... I checked the security footage this afternoon. That bastard Jiang Che... while you were washing dishes, he forced a kiss on your sister!"
Xiao Chuan slapped his thigh in despair.
Xiao An'an immediately stiffened. "N-no! Nothing happened between Jiang Che and me! Dad, stop making things up!"
In that moment, she was already mentally drafting plans for how to pull Xiao Chuan’s life support plug in the future.
Poor Xiao Chuan. Out of his three daughters, Xiao An'an had been the only one who still willingly called him "Dad." Now, it seemed even his last little angel was turning against him.
Xiao Sisi fell silent for a moment, then shot a glance at Xiao An'an.
Xiao An'an instantly felt guilty, like a thief caught red-handed.
And she was a thief—she’d stolen her sister’s man.
But could she really be blamed? Jiang Che had lured her in with his cooking.
Xiao Sisi didn’t say a word. Of course she knew what had happened between Jiang Che and An'an that afternoon.
Did anyone really think washing a few plates could take over ten minutes?
She knew everything—she just pretended not to.
Playing dumb was an art form. She and An'an were twins, after all—their connection was too strong.
But she chose to be an ostrich, burying her head in the sand.
"Big sis... little sis! You... you and that damn delinquent...?" Xiao Wanwan’s eyes widened in shock.
She couldn’t believe it. That trashy blond guy had not only messed with her sister but also forced himself on her little sister?
Was this some kind of joke?
She wanted to kill someone!!!
"No! Little sis (big sis), don’t listen to him!"
Xiao Sisi and Xiao An'an spoke in unison.
The atmosphere instantly turned awkward.
Xiao Sisi was the first to break the silence.
"Dad, please don’t spread rumors. I trust An'an—she would never do something like that!"
Xiao Chuan was done.
He believed in Xiao An'an too—but he didn’t trust that scoundrel Jiang Che one bit!
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
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!
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.”
