Yu Wan'er was utterly devastated. While she admitted that she had indeed wanted to live a carefree life, her feelings for Ye Mengyao were genuine. Ye Mengyao was her only close friend, but now... her best friend had completely left her.
Her mind kept replaying the look of utter disappointment in Ye Mengyao's eyes just moments ago.
"Sister Mengyao... it's not what you think..."
The young girl huddled at the head of the bed, murmuring incessantly, tears streaming down her face like they cost nothing, looking utterly pitiful.
Jiang Che leaned against the bedside. Even he, the heartless villain, felt a pang of sympathy.
After all, Yu Wan'er had been both physically and emotionally tormented—it was no wonder she was crying!
But darling, even though you've lost your best friend, you still have me!
Of course, Ye Mengyao wouldn’t really cut ties with Yu Wan'er.
"Alright, stop crying. It’s just Ye Mengyao, right? I’ll find some time to teach her a lesson for you."
"Get away from me! It’s all your fault!" Yu Wan'er struggled desperately to break free from Jiang Che's embrace.
She put some distance between them, her eyes swollen like a rabbit’s.
"You pervert, get out of here! Sister Mengyao doesn’t want me anymore!"
"How am I supposed to face her now? Wuwuwu..."
"Sister Mengyao must hate me so much now, you jerk Jiang Che... If it weren’t for you brainwashing her, we’d still be best friends!"
It was clear that Yu Wan'er was genuinely heartbroken.
She kept crying, her heart aching more than ever. She had never felt so fragile before.
Jiang Che, with his Heart-Reading ability, knew that Yu Wan'er wasn’t faking it this time—she was truly in pain.
He couldn’t stand to see a girl cry, so he had to comfort her, right?
Jiang Che sighed and rubbed his temples.
...
"Look, this is the medicine your Sister Mengyao bought for you. Let me apply it for you."
"Get away, I don’t want you touching me!"
Yu Wan'er lifted her foot, trying to kick Jiang Che away, but she was no match for him.
With one hand, he caught her slender ankle.
"Jiang Che, you pervert, wuwuwu..."
Yu Wan'er was crying so hard she started hiccuping, all the pent-up emotions she had been holding back for so long pouring out like a flood. She wept for what felt like an eternity.
After all, trying to fit a size 45 foot into a size 38 shoe was no easy feat.
"What kind of medicine is this... why is it so cold?"
The girl kicked her legs a few times and glared at Jiang Che.
...
"Jiang Che... let’s just pretend we never knew each other from now on. Don’t come looking for me, and I can’t face Sister Mengyao anymore. I’ll transfer schools in a couple of days."
After careful consideration, Yu Wan'er spoke with a serious tone.
Given her academic performance, even without any influential background, plenty of schools would be willing to take her if she left Shilan School.
Though she hated Jiang Che, she had to admit... as her first man, he had left an indelible impression on her, and she did have a tiny bit of affection for him.
"Oh? You want to transfer? Do you think other schools will accept you?"
Jiang Che teased.
Once you’re on my ship, you’re not getting off!
"Why wouldn’t they accept me... Jiang Che, you!"
Yu Wan'er seemed to realize something and glared at Jiang Che with fury.
"You jerk... are you saying you won’t let other schools take me?"
"I can’t do this, I don’t know how to face Sister Mengyao anymore, you pervert wuwuwu~~~"
Seeing this, Jiang Che smiled faintly.
He then reached out and pinched Yu Wan'er’s cheek. Who could resist such an adorable little girl?
"Don’t touch me, I want to go home..."
Yu Wan'er forced herself to get out of bed, only to collapse onto the floor, her already red knees nearly scraping.
Jiang Che sighed, then got off the bed and picked her up.
"I told you yesterday, I’ve taken three days off for you."
"But I need to take care of my mom..."
"Be good, I’ll arrange for the best medical team to bring her to the hospital. Late-stage kidney failure isn’t untreatable—a kidney transplant could give her over a decade more to live..."
Jiang Che’s words left Yu Wan'er stunned. Her big, beautiful eyes blinked a few times, her face still streaked with tears, looking both dazed and utterly adorable.
"What? Don’t you believe me?"
Yu Wan'er lowered her head. How could she not believe him?
With Jiang Che’s family background, arranging a kidney transplant would be a piece of cake.
In those melodramatic novels, where the CEO’s beloved needed a kidney transplant, the foolish male lead would take the female lead’s kidney and give it to the beloved...
But in reality, that was impossible. Truly wealthy people had vast networks and would never struggle to find a kidney donor. If you were still worrying about finding a suitable kidney, it just meant you weren’t rich or powerful enough.
Besides... what was Lin Yu, the little miracle doctor, for if not to be used as a tool?
A miracle doctor... what a waste if he wasn’t used as a tool!
"But Sister Mengyao... I really don’t know how to face her. She must hate me now."
The thought of the disappointed look in Ye Mengyao’s eyes when she left made Yu Wan'er’s heart race...
"I don’t think Ye Mengyao is the type to hold grudges. If you go back and explain things to her, it should be fine."
Yu Wan'er: "..."
Easier said than done. She was now the other woman, the one who had stolen her best friend’s man!
"Darling, your Sister Mengyao is quite generous, you know? Do you know Qin Qiaoqiao?"
The little girl nodded in confusion. Of course, she knew Qin Qiaoqiao.
"Ye Mengyao and Qin Qiaoqiao get along quite well now."
Yu Wan'er: "???"
Jiang Che didn’t bother explaining further. He just tucked Yu Wan'er in and said, "Rest these next few days, and eat well to recover."
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.”
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
