Qin Qiaoqiao was a bit confused. She didn’t actually know Jiang Yunli.
This woman who had suddenly barged in looked quite young. Could she be Jiang Che’s older sister?
But she had never heard Jiang Che mention having an older sister.
Ye Mengyao, on the other hand, reacted quickly. She had already been intimate with Jiang Che, so naturally, she felt even more compelled to please this mother-in-law.
Jiang Yunli hadn’t been very fond of her before...
“Aunt Jiang, I... I got drunk at the birthday party last time... Aunt Jiang, I really do like Jiang Che now!!!”
As Ye Mengyao spoke, she lowered her head, and Qin Qiaoqiao on the other side instantly understood.
This young and beautiful woman... was actually Jiang Che’s mother?
This was unbelievable. She and Jiang Che looked like siblings. Who could have guessed she was his mother!
“Auntie, my name is Qin Qiaoqiao...”
......
Fifteen minutes later.
Jiang Yunli finally pieced together the whole story and felt a headache coming on.
Jiang Che had been pursuing Ye Mengyao for years, and she had thought her son was some kind of romantic hero, but now...
Ye Mengyao was the most anxious. Jiang Yunli hadn’t liked her before, and Jiang Che had only started treating her a bit better in the past couple of days.
“Aunt Jiang, I... I really do like Jiang Che.”
Ye Mengyao had truly lowered her pride. The arrogance of a young lady had long been worn down by Jiang Che.
Jiang Yunli sighed.
She hadn’t expected... that during Ye Mengyao’s birthday party, her son had actually taken Ye Mengyao away. She had even stood firmly on Jiang Che’s side at the time, saying her son would never do such a thing.
Well... if she had to do it again, she’d still do the same!
“Mengyao, it’s fine... If you like Jiang Che, then I naturally can’t say much.”
Jiang Yunli had indeed harbored some hostility toward Ye Mengyao before, but now the girl had already gone that far, and from the looks of it... she seemed to have been wronged by Jiang Che.
“Mengyao, come here... If Jiang Che ever bullies you, just tell me.”
After comforting Ye Mengyao, she turned to Qin Qiaoqiao.
“Qiaoqiao, you too...”
Jiang Yunli felt a headache coming on. What was her son planning to do?
But she was completely biased in favor of Jiang Che. So what if there were many girls around him?
It just showed her son had charm!!!
Others couldn’t even dream of it!
“Jiang Che... what are you going to do about my dear Wan’er?”
Jiang Yunli thought of Yu Wan’er and asked directly.
Jiang Che: “......”
Clearly, his mother had zero emotional intelligence. He had just managed to navigate the minefield between Ye Mengyao and Qin Qiaoqiao, and now she had dragged Yu Wan’er into it.
In Jiang Yunli’s eyes, Yu Wan’er had already been “claimed” by her son.
Ye Mengyao was stunned, as if she couldn’t believe it.
“Aunt Jiang, is the Wan’er you’re talking about... Yu Wan’er?”
“Do you know Wan’er?” Jiang Yunli asked.
Jiang Che: “......”
He had been hoping to use Ye Mengyao to pressure Wan’er: “Little Wan’er, you wouldn’t want our secret to get out to your sister Mengyao, would you?”
Now that plan was ruined!
Ye Mengyao forced a bitter smile. “Of course, she’s my best friend.”
Only then did Jiang Yunli realize she might have said too much. “Ahem... actually, Jiang Che and Yu Wan’er aren’t really...”
But Ye Mengyao wasn’t buying it now.
She remembered that time she had come to the Jiang family and seen... that scene!
Now it seemed... it wasn’t her imagination. It must have been real.
But... how could her Wan’er do that?
She had already told Wan’er she was pursuing Jiang Che. Wan’er knew that... so why would she do this?
In Ye Mengyao’s heart, Yu Wan’er was an innocent, carefree little girl, her best friend!
How could she be the type to steal her best friend’s man?
“Uh... I’ll take my leave now. Jiang Che, you... take it easy.”
Jiang Yunli coughed awkwardly. She’d leave this mess for her son to clean up.
......
The spacious living room was once again left with just Jiang Che and the two women.
“Jiang Che...”
Ye Mengyao wanted to ask something, but she didn’t dare.
After all, she hadn’t even secured her own position yet.
Jiang Che had only just started to show her a bit more favor, and she didn’t want to ruin that progress.
“I haven’t touched Yu Wan’er, but I like her.”
Jiang Che’s character had always been steady, keeping Ye Mengyao on edge with his hot-and-cold behavior. When it came to emotional manipulation... no one could outdo him.
Of course, Jiang Che’s words carried another layer of meaning.
It was up to Ye Mengyao to figure it out.
Ye Mengyao’s heart ached. Jiang Che said... he liked Yu Wan’er?
So... even Wan’er held a higher place in Jiang Che’s heart than she did?
But she had been the closest to Jiang Che before. If she hadn’t ruined Jiang Che’s love for her, she would have been the one being doted on now, right?
“Jiang Che, if you really like Wan’er, I can help you...”
Qin Qiaoqiao, though not entirely understanding the situation, was deeply shocked.
She remembered what Ye Mengyao had said to Jiang Yunli earlier: Wan’er is my best friend!
What kind of sister would do that to her best friend?
Jiang Che didn’t say it outright, but Ye Mengyao had already guessed.
He liked Yu Wan’er, but Wan’er, out of loyalty to her as her best friend, had rejected him. She knew Wan’er well—she wasn’t the type to steal her best friend’s man.
But now Jiang Che liked Yu Wan’er so much.
I’m sorry, Wan’er. Jiang Che says he likes you!
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.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
