Three days later.
Weekend.
This weekend was of great significance to Ye Mengyao.
It was held at the largest five-star hotel in Hangcheng, with many representatives from first-tier and second-tier families in attendance.
After all, the Ye family's wealth in Hangcheng was among the top, and the birthday of the Ye family's daughter was a grand affair.
Ye Mengyao wore a black gown, with light makeup that accentuated her fair and smooth skin, making her look like a princess straight out of a fairy tale.
Almost flawless!
Many guests whispered among themselves.
"Wow... Ye family's daughter is so beautiful? If only she could become my daughter-in-law."
"Haha, what are you thinking? With your son's behavior, do you think she'd even look at him? Besides, I heard that even Jiang family's young master is pursuing her, but he's been rejected multiple times. If she doesn't even fancy the son of the richest man, do you think she'd look at our small family?"
"You can't deny it, Ye Changkong has indeed raised a true lady! The nobility in her is something our small families can never have."
Meanwhile, Ye Mengyao tightly gripped the edge of her dress, her gaze sweeping across the banquet hall, as if searching for someone.
"No way, Jiang Che promised me, didn't he? Is he going to break his word?"
Ye Mengyao was very anxious, she couldn't read Jiang Che's mind at all.
Jiang Che's attitude towards her was erratic, to say the least... and by "good," she meant he wasn't being mean to her.
But soon, her eyes landed on a young man in white.
Jiang Che!
Today, Jiang Che looked clean and handsome, which instantly threw Ye Mengyao's thoughts into chaos.
She had spent so much time with Jiang Che before, but never realized how handsome he could be when dressed up.
Or perhaps, she had just gotten used to his presence and failed to notice his looks. But now that Jiang Che was ignoring her... she found him incredibly attractive.
Thinking of this, Ye Mengyao couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh.
Am I... being cheap?
...
Most of the notable families in Hangcheng had arrived.
Jiang Yuan and Ye Changkong were deep in conversation, discussing business matters.
Jiang Yunli, although not particularly fond of Ye Mengyao, still put on a smile for the occasion and then went to find Yu Wan'er.
"Sweet Wan'er, here's a card from Sister Jiang. The password is 123456, and there's ten million inside. Consider it your private money from me."
Jiang Yunli pulled Yu Wan'er to a corner of the banquet and went straight for the big gesture.
Today, Yu Wan'er was also dressed beautifully in a white gown, clearly a smaller size, but Ye Mengyao, being naive, didn't begrudge her best friend. She had a professional designer create a fitting dress for Yu Wan'er, never considering that Yu Wan'er might steal the spotlight.
"No, no, Sister Jiang! I can't take it!"
Yu Wan'er was shocked, feeling the heat of the golden bank card in her hand.
Ten million?
She wasn't even worth ten million! Previously, she had kissed Jiang Che for just 200 yuan, and if Jiang Che used this to threaten her... she'd have to kiss him fifty thousand times to repay the debt!
Yu Wan'er was terrified, but Jiang Yunli seemed determined to give her the card.
"Wan'er, my little Che might be a bit reckless, so take this money to buy whatever you need. Besides, don't you need the money for your family too?"
Yu Wan'er finally understood. It seemed Sister Jiang thought she had been... so this was a consolation fee?
Heh, let alone that she hadn't been bullied by Jiang Che, even if she had, she wouldn't take this money!
"Sister Jiang, I really can't take it. If you force me, I won't call you Sister Jiang anymore..."
Jiang Yunli sighed. This girl was too stubborn, but her affection for Yu Wan'er grew even more.
"Sweet Wan'er, if little Che ever bullies you, tell me, and I'll help you beat him up."
Jiang Yunli hugged Yu Wan'er, her warm and big embrace almost suffocating.
Yu Wan'er: "......"
She listened, but of course, she didn't take it seriously!
Jiang Yunli was absolutely doting on Jiang Che, otherwise, she wouldn't have gone to such lengths to get Yu Wan'er to live with Jiang Che.
"Sister Jiang, I'm leaving now."
Jiang Yunli sighed again, "Such a beautiful and lovely girl, why can't she be my daughter?"
She had always dreamed of having a daughter.
......
Jiang Che sat in a corner of the banquet, drinking by himself.
His gaze occasionally swept over Ye Mengyao. The gown she wore was indeed beautiful, with light makeup that couldn't conceal her natural beauty.
At this age, a girl was at her most beautiful, and the black dress made her look more mature.
Like a green berry ripening into perfection.
Soon, several girls started approaching Jiang Che.
"Mr. Jiang, I'm Bai Jie. Do you remember me? I'm also a student at Shilan School, and you once helped me!"
A girl about the same age as Jiang Che stepped up to him, extending her hand with a smile.
"Bai Jie?"
Jiang Che looked up at the girl, his eyes revealing a hint of disappointment.
Low appearance!
Goodbye!
If Ye Mengyao and Yu Wan'er's looks were both 95 or above, then Bai Jie was at most 85, with heavy makeup that could scrape off enough foundation to make a meal. She might be a beauty without makeup, but compared to the others, she was clearly inferior.
The name Bai Jie was quite memorable. Although she was just a minor character in the original plot, her name... it was hard not to leave an impression!
At Ye Mengyao's birthday banquet, a girl from a second-tier family would harbor jealousy towards the perfect Ye Mengyao, then secretly drug her drink to embarrass her. However, the plan would be exposed, leading to the entire Bai family being implicated.
But shouldn't you be drugging Ye Mengyao's drink?
Could it be... Bai Jie was a fan of mine? In the script, because I was only pursuing Ye Mengyao, she harbored resentment towards her?
【Ye Mengyao! How dare you reject Jiang Che over and over? What do you think you are?】
【Jiang Che is mine, I met him first, how dare you steal his heart?】
Oh, guess I'm right, a little yandere fan girl!
"Shh... I'm watching YaoYao!"
Jiang Che made a shushing gesture, then gazed affectionately at Ye Mengyao.
Sure enough, Bai Jie's expression couldn't hold up, her lips tightly pressed together as she followed Jiang Che's gaze to Ye Mengyao.
The girl so perfect that she felt inferior just by looking at her.
The jealousy in Bai Jie's eyes was almost spilling over.
【You think you're such a perfect lady? I'll drug you and make you embarrass yourself in public! Die, you bitch!】
Jiang Che glanced at her. The show was about to begin!
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.
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!
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.”
