The taxi pulled up in front of Huachuang Tower.
In an instant, Wang Yuan's eyes lit up.
That voice—it was the Boss!
Yu Baobao glanced at the half-wrecked taxi and couldn't help rolling her eyes.
Seriously? This loser called another taxi-driving loser friend to back him up?
What a pathetic simp! Couldn’t even find a decent friend to show off.
An Yi stepped out of the taxi and said calmly, "I can confirm what he said is true. Wang Yuan is indeed an employee of An Corporation."
"Oh please, like we’d take your word for it? Why don’t you just claim you’re the CEO of An Corporation while you’re at it?" Yu Baobao sneered.
Her eyes swept over An Yi—a broke loser, but damn, he was ridiculously good-looking!
He could easily replace Uncle Liu as her backup option.
After all, Uncle Liu had that nasty habit of wetting the bed. Disgusting!
Hmm, backup plan No. 2 it is.
"How did you know I’m the Boss of An Corporation?" An Yi raised an eyebrow at Wang Yuan. "Did you leak it?"
Wang Yuan shook his head like a rattle drum. "No, no! I’ve never mentioned it."
"Good."
An Yi clasped his hands behind his back, gazing at the distant scenery with an air of serenity. "My identity shouldn’t be casually exposed. It goes against my humble principles."
Wang Yuan nodded eagerly. "You’re absolutely right, Boss."
Watching the two losers play their little act, Yu Baobao felt like she was about to puke last night’s dinner.
She had never seen someone take pretentiousness to this level.
Yu Baobao scoffed. "So you’re employees of An Corporation, huh? Fine. My boyfriend also works there. Let’s see if you’re lying when he gets here!"
Wang Yuan froze as if struck by lightning, his voice trembling. "You… you said you didn’t have a boyfriend?"
For a moment, he had clung to the hope that Yu Baobao was just a player, keeping her options open without committing. But no—she was already taken!
Yu Baobao shot him a disdainful look. "Idiot. If I didn’t have a boyfriend, you’d just be simps. How could you even qualify as backups?"
Originally, she hadn’t had a boyfriend.
After all, stringing along a few simps made for a comfortable life.
And if things got really tough, Uncle Liu’s pension was nothing to scoff at.
But then, one day, her Simp No. 8 made a comeback!
Thanks to some shady connections, he actually landed a job at An Corporation.
Even though it was just an entry-level position, the monthly salary of over 10,000 yuan was enough to make anyone jealous.
These days, An Corporation was the hottest name in town.
For Yu Baobao, who didn’t even have a job and struggled to afford meals, a five-figure salary was more than enough to consider him husband material.
So, just two days ago, she finally caved and let him level up from simp to boyfriend.
Wang Yuan slumped to the ground, his eyes blank.
He’d been cuckolded… again?
Why was he always the one getting hurt?
"Yuan, life isn’t just about the struggles in front of you—there’s also the endless supply of green hats waiting in the distance. Only by enduring hardship can you forge a heart strong enough to bear life’s burdens."
An Yi patted his shoulder solemnly.
Yu Baobao snorted. "No money, no looks, no physique—just a diploma from Donghai University. If I’m keeping you as a backup, I at least need something to work with! Even Uncle Liu next door is better than you!"
Wang Yuan let out a hollow laugh.
In that moment, he achieved enlightenment.
What was the point of living? What was there to fear in death?
Just then, a man with a round belly and a greasy face waddled out of the building. His thunderous footsteps suggested he weighed at least 300 pounds.
"Sweetie, you’re here~" Yu Baobao cooed, her voice dripping with sweetness as she clung to his arm—which was as thick as her waist.
The chubby guy pinched her cheek affectionately. "What’s up, babe? Why’d you call me down?"
"Oh, nothing~ I just missed you!"
Yu Baobao pressed herself against him, practically trying to merge into his blubbery mass.
"Come on, gimme a kiss!"
"Eww, not in public! There are people watching!"
"Nooo, babe, just one kiss~"
As the two locked lips, Wang Yuan’s eyes burned with fury.
What had he done to deserve this?
How was this fat slob better than him?
He really was an employee of An Corporation—why wouldn’t she believe him?
She’d rather pick an old man than him!
Sensing Wang Yuan’s rage, Yu Baobao tugged at the chubby guy’s arm and whined, "Gege! This guy claims he works at An Corporation!"
The chubby guy gave Wang Yuan a once-over. "And you are…?"
"Wang Yuan, the newly appointed Director of Marketing." Wang Yuan straightened his collar, his voice icy.
The chubby guy had been a little wary at first, but hearing "Director of Marketing" made him burst out laughing. "You? A director? Our directors make millions a year! You look like you didn’t even finish college!"
Just as Wang Yuan was about to snap, An Yi stopped him and calmly asked, "Who’s your supervisor?"
"Oho, trying to dig up my connections? Fine, I’ll tell you—my backer is Brother Wang Genji, the 'One Tile'! He fought alongside the Boss back in the day. Even Vice President Lan has to show him respect!" The chubby guy puffed out his chest proudly.
Yu Baobao gazed at him with stars in her eyes.
An Yi hesitated, then tapped his phone.
"Hello, Boss. What can I do for you?" A raspy voice answered.
An Yi replied coolly, "Ah Feng, get One Tile down here. Have him identify someone."
Hearing An Yi say "Ah Feng," the chubby guy faltered.
There was no "Ah Feng" in the company… Wait—could he mean Vice President Ding?!
"Holy sh—"
The chubby guy’s face paled.
Nobody just casually called Ding Renfeng "Ah Feng"!
Everyone in Jiangbei City knew Ding Renfeng’s past ties to the underworld!
"Right away, Boss. Just a moment—"
Ding Renfeng didn’t waste time. Soon, hurried footsteps echoed through the phone.
"One Tile! The Boss wants you—downstairs, now!"
"The Boss wants me? Shit, why are you dragging your feet?! Move it!"
An Yi hung up and smiled at the chubby guy. "What’s your name?"
"Me? Wang Genshuo!" the chubby guy declared proudly.
He and Wang Genji were from the same hometown.
One was named "Wang Genji" (Root Foundation), the other "Wang Genshuo" (Root Excellence).
Back then, he’d intimidated the HR girl just by dropping his name.
Otherwise, he’d still be a basement-dwelling loser, practicing his "aim" in front of a computer screen.
Yes, he had once been Simp No. 8—until a guy named Wang Yuan showed up.
At that moment, Wang Genji came rushing down.
An Yi gave him a quick glance.
Gone was the thuggish delinquent from before.
Now, Wang Genji wore gold-rimmed glasses, a tailored suit, and a slicked-back hairstyle that replaced his old wolf-tail cut. A luxury watch gleamed on his wrist.
The very picture of a refined scoundrel—a true "successful" man.
The chubby guy’s face lit up at the sight of him. "Brother Genji! Brother Genji! I’ve been at the company for over a week, and I finally get to meet you!"
Wang Genji stopped and frowned. "Who the hell are you?"
The chubby guy’s smile froze.
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?!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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!
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
