Qin Yao watched the girl throw herself into An Yi's arms, her expression complicated.
Yet another pretty girl, whose looks were no less stunning than hers or the girl in traditional dress beside her.
And… her bust seemed to be a size bigger!
Was this guy really that popular?!
An Yi was caught off guard as Lan Ruoxi crashed into him, his hands awkwardly hovering in the air, unsure where to place them.
Standing at the doorway, Zhang Fan's face twisted with rage at the sight.
It was already after work hours.
Lan Ruoxi had relied on him to access the surveillance room, meticulously reviewing the footage until she confirmed that An Yi was the one who had broken into the ward last night.
Zhang Fan had assumed she intended to bring this lock-picking troublemaker to justice.
He had even gloated, ready to report the incident to the authorities. Never in his wildest dreams did he expect Lan Ruoxi to immediately hug the guy.
The feeling was like wearing a neon-green hat! Zhang Fan's teeth practically chattered with fury.
In his mind, Lan Ruoxi was already his exclusive property—no other man should even come close!
"Thank you, thank you!"
Lan Ruoxi clung tightly to An Yi, tears rolling down her cheeks in fat droplets.
Her mother's critical condition had driven her to despair.
To scrape together the money for treatment, she had even prepared herself for the worst.
An Yi's intervention last night had saved her life in every sense.
An Yi forced a faint smile, raising his hands uncertainly. "N-no problem. What happened last night was nothing. You really don’t need to thank me."
This girl… not only was she gorgeous, but her figure was outstanding too!
No, he couldn’t let himself get distracted!
He quickly glanced at Qin Yao’s expression.
This stunningly wealthy woman, who could afford to hire a bodyguard worth a hundred million, was his real target. Getting misunderstood now would be disastrous.
But clearly, Qin Yao’s face had darkened slightly.
Regaining her composure, Lan Ruoxi realized she was still clinging to An Yi. Instantly, her face flushed red down to her neck.
"I-I’m sorry, I got too emotional."
Her beautiful cheeks were now the color of ripe tomatoes.
Cheng Yuanfeng discreetly spat out a chicken bone, thoroughly entertained by the spectacle, clicking his tongue in amusement.
This guy’s luck with women was downright terrifying.
With these three girls around, even most female celebrities couldn’t compare in looks.
"An Yi, when you didn’t come back last night… were you with her?"
Shen Muxuan blinked her big, doll-like eyes and asked innocently.
An Yi’s heart instantly sank.
You silly girl, don’t spout nonsense! What if my sugar mommy runs away?!
Lan Ruoxi, realizing she’d caused a misunderstanding, hurriedly explained, "Sister-in-law, please don’t misunderstand! Last night, An Yi did come to my room, but he didn’t do anything. I was asleep the whole time, so I don’t know what happened—"
Her intentions were good, but the more she tried to explain, the worse it sounded.
An Yi stole another glance at Qin Yao’s stormy expression and felt like he’d been plunged into an ice bath.
This girl’s "helpful clarification" was the final nail in the coffin!
Why did I go to your room in the middle of the night? Couldn’t you have explained properly?! And "sister-in-law"? Who told you to call her that?!
He could practically see the sports cars and luxury villas slipping further away.
No, there was still hope!
An Yi cleared his throat. "Ahem, let me explain. The thing is—"
At that moment, Shen Muxuan cheerfully added, "An Yi and I do share a room, but I’m not his girlfriend…"
Co-renting! We’re co-renting, not sharing a room!
An Yi turned to stone internally, screaming in despair.
Dammit!
It’s over!
There’s no salvaging this now!
Sure enough, Qin Yao’s gaze had shifted, her almond-shaped eyes now icy cold.
What a scumbag!
Not only was he living with this girl in traditional dress without giving her an official title, but he’d also sneaked into another girl’s room at night!
She didn’t know what he’d planned to do, but it couldn’t have been anything good.
She had been too naïve. They’d only met a few times, yet she’d actually started developing feelings for this trash.
Thankfully, she’d seen through him in time—otherwise, she might have handed her first love to a guy like this!
Cheng Yuanfeng watched An Yi’s social annihilation with relish, even chewing on a chicken butt with extra enjoyment.
This kind of drama was life-extending!
"Wait, Qin Yao, it’s not what you think! We’re just co-renting—" An Yi swallowed hard, desperate to explain.
"Grandpa, since you’re fine, I’ll take my leave now. I’ll visit again when I have time."
Qin Yao waved at Cheng Yuanfeng, completely ignoring An Yi.
Cheng Yuanfeng chuckled. "Sure, sure. Grandpa’s fine, just a little heartache. Don’t forget to tell that Lin guy to settle my hospital bill."
"Of course, I’ll pass it on."
Qin Yao smiled gently, then turned to leave without so much as a glance in An Yi’s direction.
"Move."
She said coolly to Zhang Fan, who was blocking the door.
"O-oh."
Zhang Fan stepped aside, staring obsessively at Qin Yao’s graceful, retreating figure.
This girl had attitude too.
His eyes gleamed with venom.
I have the Surgery System—I’m the chosen one! The protagonist! Everyone else is just a side character orbiting me!
Zhang Fan’s fists clenched as he glared at An Yi, surrounded by girls.
As Qin Yao walked away, An Yi felt decades older.
The chance to date a gorgeous, youthful billionaire heiress—
That kind of opportunity was rarer than winning the lottery!
And now he’d been branded a player?
I’m still a virgin! I’ve never even dated anyone!
"What’s wrong?" Shen Muxuan tilted her head, noticing An Yi’s gloom.
An Yi waved her off. "Nothing. Let’s call Aunt Zhou—the luggage is mostly packed."
Cheng Yuanfeng nudged An Yi with his foot. "That guy at the door was giving you a nasty look."
"I know."
An Yi’s eyes narrowed slightly.
What puzzled him was why the hostility was so intense. He’d barely interacted with Zhang Fan.
Regardless—
If he doesn’t provoke me, I won’t bother him. But if he does… I’ll make sure he regrets it.
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Hospital Parking Lot
A long-haired young man puffed on a thick cigar, blowing smoke rings into the air.
Behind him stood a row of thugs wielding baseball bats—about a dozen of them, all tall and imposing.
"Hey, Yao Ji, where’s the target?"
The long-haired man—Brother Feng—flicked away his cigar and dialed Yao Ji.
"Brother Feng! You’re finally here! He’s in Ward 203 on the second floor."
Brother Feng grunted. "Describe him. Don’t want to grab the wrong guy."
"There’s only two beds in that ward, so it’s hard to miss. Early 20s, around 6 feet tall, fair-skinned and handsome—looks like a pretty boy."
"Got it."
Brother Feng hung up and signaled to a brawny, sunglasses-wearing enforcer. "Ward 203. Early 20s, tall, decent-looking. Not many people inside—should be easy to spot. Wait there and drag him out when you see him."
"On it!"
The enforcer sprinted up the stairs to the second floor, positioning himself by the stairwell.
Just then, Zhang Fan emerged from Ward 203, his face shadowed with resentment.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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)
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
