Hold on tight!
An Yi said, leaping straight off the rooftop.
Thud!
Dust scattered everywhere as the two landed firmly on the ground.
Shangguan Qianqian clung tightly to An Yi, her face pale, still shaken from the experience.
"Just jumping off a building! Why did you have to sprint like that?!"
An Yi patted her back. "Hey, we’ve already landed."
"Mm."
Shangguan Qianqian nodded, her beautiful eyes flickering with emotion.
"Shangguan Qianqian?! Is that really you?!"
Suddenly, a girl’s delighted voice rang out.
The newcomer was none other than Nie Qinglan!
She had spotted a man holding a woman, and when she realized the woman was Shangguan Qianqian, she couldn’t help but exclaim in excitement.
Then, Nie Qinglan quickly covered her mouth, realizing she might have interrupted an intimate moment.
Wait—
Nie Qinglan froze as if struck by lightning, momentarily stunned.
The man holding Shangguan Qianqian…
Was actually An Yi!!!
Her boyfriend was embracing her idol.
This… this…
"The sky is falling, folks!"
"Qinglan, what are you doing here?" An Yi asked, puzzled.
Nie Qinglan pouted, her voice full of grievance. "I went to the cinema to look for you last night and waited the whole night, but you never showed up."
"Then why didn’t you just call?!"
A vein throbbed on An Yi’s forehead.
Had this girl really waited for him all night?
Seeing the dark circles under her eyes, even his stone-cold heart felt a twinge of guilt.
Nie Qinglan whined, "Your number doesn’t even work! A long time ago, whenever I called, you’d always say you were smoking a cigar. After two times, you blocked me."
An Yi: "..."
Now he remembered.
This girl was too much of a handful. Back then, to avoid her pestering, he’d given her Ding Renfeng’s number instead… Ahem, not important.
Shangguan Qianqian pondered for a moment before looking at Nie Qinglan. "So you’re Nie Qinglan?"
She was inwardly shocked.
Empress Nie Qinglan?!
The underground ruler who unified Xia Country’s shadow factions?
In her past life, Nie Qinglan had been her idol!
Throughout history, few women had ever achieved such heights.
What surprised Shangguan Qianqian was that the current Nie Qinglan still acted like a rebellious teen.
"Yes, yes! I’m Nie Qinglan! Oh my god, my idol knows my name! Shangguan Qianqian, I adore you! You know, ever since you debuted two years ago, I’ve followed everything you’ve done—your songs, your dramas, I’ve watched them all! Especially the movie Where is Diaochan?—I bought tickets and watched it over a dozen times in theaters…"
Nie Qinglan’s eyes sparkled as she gushed like an excited fangirl, chattering nonstop.
This left Shangguan Qianqian both flattered and overwhelmed.
She realized that the larger-than-life figures from her past life weren’t as untouchable as she’d thought after being reborn.
Take the leaders of the Asura Sect, for example.
An Yi, the sect master known for dominating the world and slashing through the heavens, was actually a shameless, sleazy loser!
Lin Chen, the Grim Reaper, was just a scheming jerk.
Bai Xiu, the Nightmare, was a perpetually drowsy dead-fish-eyed guy.
Fang Jueming, the Fist Emperor, was a justice-obsessed, slightly dumb little twink!
And then there was Chen Bing, the sect’s strategist nicknamed "Thousand Schemes"—just a four-eyed nerd…
Shangguan Qianqian suddenly felt that maybe she could handle the role of vice-sect master after all.
Truthfully, the real authority in the sect lay with the sect master and the elders.
Her position as vice-sect master was more like a chief of staff—responsible for managing internal affairs and keeping things running smoothly.
Important? Sure. Indispensable? Not really.
Come to think of it, in her past life, the Asura Sect hadn’t even had a vice-sect master…
"Qianqian, why are you with An Yi…?"
After rambling for ages, Nie Qinglan finally circled back to the burning question.
Shangguan Qianqian replied seriously, "An Yi is my boss!"
"He’s your boss?!"
Nie Qinglan’s jaw dropped in disbelief.
Unthinkable!
Inconceivable!
Even though she often jokingly called An Yi "Boss" and pretended to be his secretary, Nie Qinglan had never taken it seriously.
What kind of boss walked around in flip-flops and cheap clothes, leading a bunch of small-time thugs?!
Ahem. "Well, I’m planning to start an entertainment company. Shangguan Qianqian is my first signed artist," An Yi declared calmly.
The epitome of low-key flexing!
Right now, he almost had the aura of a seasoned capitalist.
Ding! Side Quest: [Establish an Entertainment Company]! Reward: Secondary Profession [Singer]! Villain Points +100!
The moment the thought crossed his mind, the Villain System delivered a new mission.
An Yi: "..."
He wanted to curse.
The Asura Sect, which he’d somehow ended up founding, was already giving him a headache.
And now this entertainment company mission?!
He’d only just had the idea!
Why did the task pop up so fast?!
This Villain System was getting more and more ridiculous.
Suddenly, he missed the old days when it assigned him petty tasks like stealing, groping, robbing, and extorting.
Nie Qinglan’s eyes widened in amazement. "Really?! Then… do you need my help? I’m really interested in acting! I can sing too—my underlings all say I sound amazing…"
She wasn’t cut out for stardom.
If she could’ve made it in the industry, her father’s underworld connections would’ve turned her into a princess overnight—resources, promotions, hype, they could’ve forced her into the spotlight!
But in the end, since her only talent was her pretty face (with zero skills in singing, dancing, or acting), she’d been forced to "further her studies" at Donghai University.
Seeing Nie Qinglan’s excitement, An Yi had a sudden idea. He placed a hand on her shoulder.
"In that case, I’ll leave the task of setting up the entertainment company to you! Go for it!"
Nie Qinglan: "..."
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
