Five hours ago, at 5 a.m.
"Whooosh~!"
Qin Luo stood by the bed, looking helplessly at Su Muwan, who was sound asleep.
Last night, the young mistress demanding her "reward" had been downright terrifying.
Those heart-eyed expressions of hers were seriously unsettling.
Qin Luo lowered his head and clenched his fist.
Sometimes, he couldn’t even bring himself to look at his own hands.
But...
As he gazed at Su Muwan, deep in slumber, his heart softened.
It was only natural she’d be exhausted.
After all, the success of the recent Ruins Operation was largely thanks to her formidable combat prowess.
With that thought, Qin Luo reached out and gently pulled the blanket over her.
But as he leaned down, his eyes met Su Muwan’s sleeping face.
Her long lashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and her cheeks were faintly flushed from deep sleep.
Qin Luo smiled tenderly and pressed a light kiss to her forehead.
"Sleep well, young mistress."
"Mmm... Luo-Luo, I’m really not that kind of girl, you know... but... if you insist... I guess I’ll stop pretending, ehehehe..."
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Qin Luo’s daily routine was simple.
In short, it revolved entirely around Su Muwan.
Pushing open the door to the walk-in closet, soft light spilled across the space, illuminating rows of clothing racks filled with Su Muwan’s vast wardrobe.
Standing at the entrance, Qin Luo quickly scanned the options, mentally filtering outfits suitable for today’s weather and her schedule.
Hmm...
The weather was nice, but the young mistress had mentioned no plans to go out, so she’d likely spend the day at home.
After a moment’s consideration, his gaze settled on a light pink loungewear set.
He reached for it, shook it out, and meticulously checked for stains or damage. Once satisfied, he began smoothing out the wrinkles.
Laying the top flat on the wide dressing table, he started from the collar, gently pressing out each crease with his fingers. For stubborn folds, he tugged lightly, restoring the fabric’s smoothness with practiced care.
Next, he picked up the matching pants, smoothing them from the waistband down to the cuffs, leaving no flaw unaddressed.
Once finished,
Qin Luo grabbed a pair of Su Muwan’s white ankle socks, took a deep whiff to confirm no odd smells, then—
Snap!
Whoosh!
The entire outfit vanished into a swirling black vortex, reappearing neatly folded beside Su Muwan’s bed.
Though he’d prepared everything...
Qin Luo stepped out of the closet, his expression slightly resigned.
The young mistress would probably just laze around in her shark-themed pajamas anyway.
Entering the kitchen,
Qin Luo tied on an apron and started preparing breakfast.
"Now... what to make today?"
He opened the fridge, staring at the ingredients inside as he pondered.
Given a martial artist’s monstrous appetite,
the fridge needed frequent restocking.
His eyes flicked between fresh produce, assorted meats, and dairy products.
Muttering to himself about needing to go shopping soon, he decided, "An omelet, with a side of vegetable salad and whole wheat bread."
He recalled Su Muwan complaining about eating too much lately and wanting to cut back.
Soon after,
Qin Luo set the breakfast on the dining table, adding a freshly squeezed orange juice with a decorative slice on the rim.
But...
Even though he’d made it...
Qin Luo shook his head. "She’ll probably sleep in, then just snack on chips instead."
"If that happens..."
A dangerously kind smile crept onto his face. "Young mistress, just you wait."
Checking the time—
5:20 a.m.
Nodding to himself, Qin Luo headed to the living room.
The sight that greeted him was chaos.
Chip bags and drink bottles littered the floor, throw pillows scattered haphazardly across the couch.
He sighed, though a hint of fondness lingered in his smile. "Young mistress, are you some kind of NPC programmed to spawn clutter?"
6:00 a.m.
The sky was just beginning to lighten.
With all preparations done,
Qin Luo planned to head out for groceries—and, of course, someone’s snacks and drinks.
But before leaving,
a thought seemed to strike him.
Snap!
Dark mist swirled as he scribbled a note and left it on the table.
[I am Qin Luo...]
Perfect.
...
...
Truthfully, Qin Luo wasn’t fond of walking the streets.
Because strange things always happened.
Like...
[M-Mister...]
[Can you help me get my ball...?]
Qin Luo paused by an alleyway.
Looking down,
a worn-out ball lay at his feet.
Its surface was peeling, revealing patchy rubber beneath, with gashes as if clawed by something sharp.
Following the voice, he saw a little girl peering timidly from the alley, eyes full of hope.
Yet Qin Luo noticed—
Her feet didn’t touch the ground.
She hovered slightly, clad in a bloodstained white dress that swayed unnaturally in the windless air.
Sigh.
Another supernatural NPC event.
This wasn’t his first encounter.
"Of course."
Qin Luo smiled, bending to pick up the ball.
The moment his fingers touched it, a bone-chilling cold pierced his skin, like icy needles pricking his palm.
Unfazed, he stepped into the alley and handed it to the girl.
Up close, he observed her more carefully.
She looked about five or six, with twin ponytails, but her face was deathly pale, lips tinged an eerie bluish-purple.
Clutching the ball, her eyes curved into crescents—but the smile held no warmth, only an unsettling eeriness.
"Thank you, mister!"
"You’re just like the others said—always helping us!"
Her voice echoed distantly, hollow and disembodied.
Qin Luo’s Pure Love Yang Physique repelled all malevolent spirits.
Yet this girl remained unharmed.
Meaning...
"What do you need my help with?"
He sighed.
Who the hell spread my name around?
Do ghosts have their own gossip network?
Hearing this,
the girl hugged the ball tightly. "I... I want to find my mom!"
"Mom went to work, told me to play here... said she’d bring me candy when she got back."
"But... then..."
Her voice faltered. "I’ve been here for years... and she never came..."
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!
iving with nine beautiful women. [Ding! Welcome back to the Joyous Sect, Host…] Lin Yu: ??? I’m clearly in a shared rental, but you’re saying I’m in the Joyous Sect? Watering plants is now [Tending to Spiritual Flora]? Cooking becomes [Researching Elixirs]? Making the bed turns into [Setting Up Formations]? A gentle and innocent auntie, twin classmates, a mysterious hacker girl on leave, a severely socially anxious artist, an elementary school Chinese teacher, a community hospital nurse, a pet shop owner, an antique clock restorer… This system… is kinda interesting.
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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】
