My name is Su Bailian.
I thought I could keep playing Su Muwan like a fiddle, but then Qin Luo slapped me, and I stopped believing that.
Life is tough, and Su Bailian sighs.
Because Su Muwan turned the tables, Su Bailian's allowance was cut off.
She had previously scammed a lot of money from the Song family, but it wasn’t enough! Not even close!
Su Bailian declared, "What’s this little bit of money?!"
She needed to work harder to earn more, much more! Only then could she take good care of Boqi!
Honestly, after a trip to Wang City, Boqi had even lost weight.
So!
She decided to return to her old profession!
At the Su family estate, in the studio Su Bailian had specially designed,
Rows of advanced equipment were neatly arranged on the desk.
Clickety-clack! Clickety-clack!
She wore optical glasses, staring at the screen, furiously typing on her pink mini keyboard.
In a small group chat labeled "National Rich Women Group,"
Su Bailian, as the group admin, answered questions one by one.
[Master Bailian, you’re finally back!]
[Do you still have those photos of Qin Luo?]
[Darling~ Those need to be pre-ordered, you know~ Qin Luo is always around Su Muwan, and that Su Muwan is quite vicious~]
[Yes, yes, Master Bailian, you must be careful! Su Muwan is ruthless. I heard she caused a lot of trouble again in Wang City!]
[What? What happened? Spill the tea!]
[Well, rumor has it that as soon as she arrived in Wang City, she beat up all the young masters there and forced them to hand over their family fortunes!]
[Yikes... that’s too much...]
[What’s worse is that there’s been no news about it. It seems all the families agreed to keep it under wraps.]
Su Bailian pursed her lips and closed the window.
She leaned back in her gaming chair, spun around once, and then tilted her head to stretch her neck.
Three seconds later.
Alright, break’s over.
Keep going, Su Bailian!!
Su Bailian psyched herself up and dove into her next side hustle.
Aside from providing photos and videos to the high-quality rich women in the group, she had another small gig.
That was... being a love coach!
And the alias she created for this was... Master Bailian!
She had temporarily stopped taking orders after scamming the Song family’s fortune, but~ she realized she was spending it too fast.
So she was back in business!
And as soon as she returned, she received two big orders!
Thinking this, she glanced at the information sent by the clients.
The first client’s situation was: She had a friend who was a young lady from a wealthy family, and this lady had fallen for her subordinate.
Su Bailian nodded.
Mhm, she’d seen this kind of dynamic plenty of times.
Master and disciple, older brother and younger brother, uncle and father—she’d taken on all sorts of taboo love orders like this.
And without fail!
100% success rate! All confessions succeeded!
She continued reading.
The young lady had a green tea younger sister, and the subordinate had stood up for her, which made her develop some feelings for him.
Hmm...
Su Bailian nodded, her expression shifting slightly.
This script felt familiar. She wasn’t sure, so she kept reading.
The young lady kept getting provoked by random people, and the subordinate always stood in front of her.
Hmm...
The young lady recently went to Wang City, which solidified her feelings for the subordinate.
Su Bailian: .....
A moment later.
Su Bailian sat up straight, meticulously going over the client’s information again, from top to bottom, inside and out.
Finally, she reached a conclusion.
“No way!!”
Her pupils shook as she exclaimed in shock, “Isn’t this just Su Muwan’s template?!”
It’s Su Muwan, right? This client must be Su Muwan, right?!
Su Bailian was stunned. Wait, let’s check the next client first.
“Let me see...”
“This client’s situation is... uh... she has a highly respected superior who has fallen for her young lady and is planning to confess soon, so she needs a confession plan based on the provided information.”
“.....”
Su Bailian fell silent for a moment, then chuckled and shook her head. “It can’t be this much of a coincidence, right?”
She kept reading.
“In the information... uh... the superior’s young lady has a green tea younger sister...”
Hey! Why is it always a green tea younger sister?!
What did green tea ever do to you?
Su Bailian was shaking with frustration, but she also realized something incredible!
That was...
This client had to be Qin Luo, right?!
Su Bailian picked up Boqi, who was lying beside her enjoying the air conditioning, and pointed him at the computer screen.
She asked, “Boqi, look, this has to be Qin Luo, right?”
Boqi nodded. “Woof!!”
See, even Boqi agrees.
She hugged Boqi tightly, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Look what I’ve discovered about you two!
You’re both thinking about confessing, huh?
I knew it!! My love radar isn’t broken!
Those two are definitely fishy!
Huh?
You’re asking what if she’s wrong, and it’s not Su Muwan and Qin Luo?
NONONO!
Su Bailian has been studying love dynamics for years!
She can say with 100% certainty! These two are Su Muwan and Qin Luo!
Because!
Her love radar is screaming!
At Su Muwan’s small villa.
Inside the room.
“Great news, Muwan! Master Bailian has accepted the order!”
“She said she’ll draft a plan first, and if you like it, she’ll give you a quote!”
Yan Qiuyue handed Su Muwan the chat window with Master Bailian.
Su Muwan blinked, hesitating as she looked at Yan Qiuyue. “Yueyue, isn’t it a bit disrespectful to Qin Luo to have someone else come up with a love plan for my confession?”
Su Muwan thought it over and felt it might be inappropriate. She explained, “You know, since it’s my confession, having someone else design it... it feels a bit like cheating.”
Yan Qiuyue was a bit confused by Su Muwan’s logic. “Is that so?”
“Then... should I reject Master Bailian?”
“Uh...”
Su Muwan pondered for a moment, then scratched her cheek and said, “Not necessarily. I’ve never been in a relationship before, so let her draft the plan first.”
“I’ll also think of my own way to confess and see how it compares to what a professional comes up with.”
Yan Qiuyue looked at Su Muwan in surprise. “Muwan, you’ve changed.”
“Have I?”
“You’ve become smarter than before!”
“?”
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Qin Luo was preparing dinner. According to Su Muwan, Yan Qiuyue would be staying over for a few days.
Chop chop chop!
He minced the meat filling as Huang Lingyu’s voice reached his ears. “Brother Luo, I found a master for you. She’s accepted your love order. Don’t worry, once the plan is ready, I’ll send it to you!”
“......”
Qin Luo paused, looking at the meat filling he was chopping, his expression conflicted.
Should he really rely on a master for this?
Tch, forget it!!
He shook his head.
Qin Luo’s expression shifted, and he replied, “No, forget it. I’ll handle the confession myself.”
“Huh? Brother Luo, but Master Bailian is a professional. Why not use her plan as a reference?”
“It’s fine, don’t worry about it. Just tell her I’ve found another master.”
“Okay!”
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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.”
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!
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
