Jiang City.
At a golf course.
Swoosh!
With a soft sound, the golf club swung, and the white ball traced a beautiful arc before precisely landing in the hole on the distant grass.
Song Zihan, the eldest daughter of the Song family, smiled with satisfaction. She handed the golf club to her bodyguard beside her, then turned and walked toward the rest area.
There, a man wearing sunglasses with an intimidating presence was already seated.
Song Zihan walked up and playfully asked, "Dad, how's the search going for the person I asked you to find?"
Hearing this, Song He, the head of the Song family, snorted coldly, "You really know how to pick your targets, even daring to go after someone close to Su Muwan."
"Do you know... that person you're interested in went to the old district last night and forcefully took away two of our men."
"The face of our Song family is being trampled under someone's feet!"
The old district was within the Song family's sphere of influence, and the events from last night had already reached his ears today.
He was still fuming about it.
Damn Su family!!
Su Muwan, you think you can do whatever you want just because your family has an old monster at the late stage of Peak Realm backing you up!
You youngster! You simply don't take our Song family seriously at all!
As his words fell.
Song Zihan's expression changed, and she frowned, "Did they notice our investigation because we were looking into him, leading to Su Muwan's attention?"
Song He shook his head, his expression grave as he said, "It's hard to say. I had our family members investigate secretly, and we only gathered some basic background information."
"This level of investigation shouldn't have been noticed by Su Muwan... but... if she really did discover this and that's why she sent that follower Qin Luo to our old district to take our people..."
"Then things are getting interesting."
As he spoke, Song He clenched his fists tightly and said in a deep voice, "This means Su Muwan is deliberately slapping our faces! She's trying to oppose our Song family!"
Such scheming from someone so young.
Su Muwan, you're nothing but a poisonous woman.
Hearing this.
Song Zihan's expression turned extremely ugly.
She gritted her teeth.
Su Muwan... you witch, if our Song family wasn't waiting for my brother to get out of prison, this young lady would immediately bring people to cripple all your limbs!
But!
Before my brother gets out...
Huff!
Song Zihan took a breath, no rush.
Her eyes caught sight of Qin Luo's basic information on the table, and she reached out to pick it up and browse through it.
The first page showed Qin Luo's very attractive and handsome appearance.
Song Zihan lightly licked her red lips, her eyes full of satisfaction: "Handsome boy... you will definitely be mine..."
Seeing this, Song He shook his head helplessly.
His daughter really took after her mother, wanting to snatch and torment any handsome man she liked.
Song He was already feeling sorry for this person called Qin Luo.
Anyone who caught his daughter's eye had never successfully escaped.
Meanwhile, a handsome but stern-faced bodyguard standing nearby showed a hint of jealousy in his eyes.
Qin Luo... you actually managed to catch the young miss's attention like this.
When you come, I must teach you what your position should be as a newcomer!
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At the Su family main house.
Su Bailian began her day's work.
Prettying herself up, then beautifully enjoying a pleasant day.
She sat at her dressing table, happily looking at her delicate and fragile reflection in the mirror.
Good, another day of being the perfect second young miss of the Su family.
Oh right..
Su Bailian took out her phone and opened the banking APP.
It's time for the monthly payment again.
The charity foundation's funds should be deposited into this young lady's account.
Hmm~ what kind of dress should I buy?
Su Bailian happily looked at the balance.
[16.66]
Six...sixteen dollars and sixty-six cents?
How could this be?!
Su Bailian's pupils contracted, her expression shocked.
Although the monthly share from the foundation was only a few tens of thousands.
But it was more than enough to use as pocket money!
But!
Could it be?!
It must be that witch Su Muwan!
Su Bailian's face twitched as she immediately dialed a number.
At the Su family villa.
Su Muwan, who was lazily watching TV series at home, answered the incoming call.
"Hello~~ Sister Su, good morning!"
The familiar opening line again.
Su Muwan rolled her eyes and cut straight to the point: "What is it? Are you calling about the charity foundation?"
"Don't tell me you're panicking because you found out your money hasn't been deposited this month?"
As the words fell.
Su Bailian on the other end of the phone immediately dropped her act in anger: "You! So it was your doing!"
"Su Muwan, you..."
She paused.
Su Bailian seemed to remember something and quickly held back the word "witch" that almost slipped out, then complained dissatisfied: "Anyway! The foundation has so much money! What's wrong with letting this young lady use some?"
Su Muwan sneered and scolded: "You little witch, what nonsense are you talking about! Is that how the foundation is supposed to be used?"
"I'm already being nice by not causing you trouble!"
"Say one more word! This young lady will have Qin Luo come and slap your face!"
"You!"
Su Bailian was furious but was indeed afraid of Qin Luo, so she could only blink weakly, her tone becoming much gentler: "Sister Su, we're as close as real sisters, why resort to violence?"
"Since there's no money, let's forget about it. Oh right, about Brother Qin Luo, Lotus also wants to talk to him..."
Before she could finish.
Su Muwan gripped her phone and yelled: "Shut up! Who are you to call Qin Luo that?"
"Let me tell you, Qin Luo is now completing a secret mission for this young lady, he has no time for you!"
"That's all!"
Click!
The call ended.
Su Muwan angrily threw her phone aside, her expression very annoyed.
This damn white lotus, she must be trying to seduce my Qin Luo.
She might not be good at anything else, but she's quite skilled at bewitching people.
Although.....
Su Muwan thought about Qin Luo's personality, he probably wouldn't fall for such basic manipulation.
However, Su Muwan suddenly became alert.
She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt that Qin Luo was... unexpectedly quite popular?
Hmm......
Two seconds later.
Never mind, forget it.
Su Muwan lay on the couch and yawned.
Qin Luo said he was going out today to meet some talent, and with him managing the foundation, I can really rest assured.
Meanwhile, at the Su family main house.
"Su Muwan! I will never forgive you!"
Su Bailian angrily gripped her phone with its pink cat phone case.
Her face dark with displeasure.
How dare you call me a witch! Damn it!! You're just relying on your follower who can slap faces!
If it weren't for daddy's follower Ling Ya being too useless before, this young lady wouldn't be at such a disadvantage until now!
Hmph, but it doesn't matter.
Su Bailian's expression gradually became confident, as she had found a new follower.
They should be coming soon, and then... hehehe! Su Muwan, you and that stinking follower of yours are finished!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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!
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.”
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
