"Just a hundred grand? Pocket change for me," An Yi said with a casual wave of his hand.
How should he explain to his formerly broke buddies that he was no longer the same person?
At that moment, Bai Xiu and the others shot him bewildered looks.
A pair of soft, warm hands suddenly covered An Yi's eyes from behind.
"Guess who?" A light, melodious voice whispered by his ear.
An Yi frowned in exasperation—how childish could this girl be?
"Let go," he sighed.
"No! Not until you guess right!" The voice behind him deliberately lowered its tone playfully.
A vein throbbed on An Yi's forehead. "Nie Qinglan! Let go right now!"
Who else would pull such a childish prank on him besides Nie Qinglan?
This girl was something else!
She’d tracked him down again in just half a day!
"Who’s Nie Qinglan?" The voice behind him dropped its playful tone, now icy and demanding.
An Yi’s back broke out in a cold sweat.
Shit!
That voice—it was Qin Yao!
The girl behind him lowered her hands.
An Yi turned around and, sure enough, it was Qin Yao staring back at him.
Her beautiful face was frosty, arms crossed as she scrutinized him.
Bai Xiu, Qin Shan, and Liu Dachao were dumbfounded.
The surrounding students were equally stunned.
The campus goddess Qin Yao was interacting so intimately with this guy?
And he’d even guessed the wrong name!
What a playboy!
Was this era really just about looks now?
Behind Qin Yao stood Lin Chen, sporting a headband that read "Go Yao Yao!" His face was as cool as ever, but his expression seemed oddly pleased. He even gave An Yi a discreet thumbs-up.
Well done!
This guy never disappointed him.
"Ahem, misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding," An Yi forced a laugh.
Was his dream of marrying into wealth slipping away again? Why did it feel like "again"?
"Oh? So Mr. An has quite the social circle. Who might this 'Nie Qinglan' be? Another close friend?" Qin Yao asked with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes—especially if one ignored her trembling clenched fists.
Lin Chen chimed in helpfully, "Nie Qinglan is the girl in that photo I sent you—the one hanging off his back."
An Yi felt chills run down his spine.
"Lin Chen, you motherf—!!!"
Lin Chen, watching the drama unfold, smirked coldly.
"Playboy. Let’s see you squirm out of this one."
Bai Xiu and the others were utterly lost.
What had this guy been up to over summer break?
Not only had he gotten close to the campus goddess Qin Yao, but he was also apparently two-timing her!
Qin Yao’s face darkened—of course she was furious.
Before, she might’ve let it slide.
But this guy had just confessed to her at her birthday party with a precious wooden bracelet watch! How dare he still mess around with other girls?
Ding—
A phone ringtone saved the day!
An Yi nearly wept with relief.
Perfect timing to defuse the tension!
"I—I gotta take this!" He fumbled for his phone, then froze.
The caller ID clearly displayed: Nie Qinglan.
Damn it!
Couldn’t she have called literally any other time?!
An Yi calmly declined the call. "Just spam. These salespeople won’t quit—I told them I’m not interested in a Chiben, but they keep pushing it."
Qin Yao, forcing a sweet smile through gritted teeth, said, "It’s fine, answer it. If you don’t like that car, I’ll buy you a Binli!"
The crowd: "......"
The air in the stadium turned overwhelmingly sour.
What the hell?!
Qin Yao—the stunningly beautiful, filthy-rich campus goddess—was offering to buy this loser a luxury car?!
Wait, no!
Wasn’t the point to expose this scumbag?! How did it turn into this?!
Lin Chen frowned deeply.
"No way. She’s forgiving him just like that?!"
Qin Yao was angry, but she wasn’t stupid.
She and An Yi weren’t officially together, and with so many rivals around, she couldn’t afford to be reckless.
If she pushed too hard, she might lose him for good.
That airheaded Shen Muxuan was serious competition—she had to play her cards right.
An Yi hastily said, "N-no need! I already hung up!"
Then—
The phone rang again.
An Yi glanced at the screen: Nie Qinglan, persistent as ever.
Was this girl trying to ruin him?!
Under Qin Yao’s piercing gaze, An Yi reluctantly answered.
"Boss! Boss! Shangguan Qianqian—Shangguan Qianqian is filming at our school! Xu Zhe’s with her too! First-hand intel, how’s that for impressive?!" Nie Qinglan’s excited voice blared through the speaker.
"Who’s Shangguan Qianqian?" An Yi was clueless.
Celebrities? He didn’t follow that scene.
Qin Shan’s eyes nearly popped out. "Holy shit, Shangguan Qianqian?! She’s filming here?!"
Liu Dachao was equally shocked. "No way..."
Bai Xiu yawned. "Never heard of her."
But the news spread like wildfire.
The stadium was packed—this kind of gossip traveled fast.
"Who cares about some Shangguan Qianqian? What’s it got to do with me?" An Yi snapped impatiently.
This trivial nonsense nearly triggered a death flag!
All he wanted was to marry into wealth and live a cushy life!
"She’s the lead actress in the hit drama 'Where’s Diaochan'! Boss, you seriously don’t know her?!" Nie Qinglan sounded scandalized.
An Yi sighed deeply and spoke gravely: "Listen. You’re a student at Donghai University—a representative of one of China’s top institutions!
What’s so special about celebrities? Do they have three heads? What have they contributed to society? What exactly are you idolizing?!
You fought through the gauntlet of college entrance exams to become one of the nation’s future pillars! Wasting your precious time on this nonsense—aren’t you ashamed?!"
Then he hung up.
"Ahem, just an employee going through a celebrity obsession phase," An Yi lied shamelessly.
Qin Yao gave him a knowing look. "Mhm."
Clap. Clap.
Applause broke out.
A stunning girl with braided hair walked over slowly, her voice sweet and syrupy.
"What a wonderful speech. Students should indeed prioritize their studies."
This was Ye Sisi. Her doe-eyed, innocent charm could melt hearts.
"Silk Melon’s right! That Shangguan Qianqian’s just a pretty face—what’s the big deal?!"
"I’m not going! My time’s too valuable for this!"
Her simps immediately rallied behind her.
Ye Sisi tilted her head at An Yi, flashing a pure, angelic smile.
"Hey there, what’s your name?"
Her gaze flicked to Qin Yao, eyes narrowing slightly—a silent challenge.
So Qin Yao’s into this type? Interesting.
Let’s see what’s so special about him.
Suddenly—
A murderous aura descended.
An Yi’s back went cold. He didn’t need to guess its source.
This girl was cute, but his system hadn’t pinged.
Meaning: not a 9/10.
You think you can flirt with me below that rating?
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."
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
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)
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.
