A passionate speech clearly had some effect.
Xue Yuanyuan's emotions seemed much more stable now.
"Let's go. Didn't you want to enter the company? I'll take you there."
An Yi curled his lips into a smile. "Does that mean I'll become an overnight sensation and turn into a star?"
Xue Yuanyuan paused, her tone indifferent. "Hah, you think it's that easy?"
Originally, the coconut milk ad wasn’t meant to feature her.
But the actress the company had chosen didn’t satisfy the client, who instead took one look at Xue Yuanyuan and picked her on the spot.
The shoot went smoothly.
That night, the sponsor invited Xue Yuanyuan out for drinks.
Then, an accidental alcohol poisoning incident landed her in the ICU, where she still remained.
The coconut milk ad blew up, and so did Xue Yuanyuan’s fame.
But she knew this was just a fleeting moment of popularity.
How many girls had been scouted, trained day and night—practicing vocals, acting, dancing, instruments—only to never even get a chance to appear on screen?
Her sudden fame only made her more aware of the bitter struggles of those still desperate for their big break.
Leading An Yi through the office area, Xue Yuanyuan walked with purpose.
An Yi couldn’t help but marvel inwardly.
Yilan Media was even more impressive than his own family’s company! No wonder they were rolling in cash.
"Ooh, where’d you find this hottie? He’s seriously good-looking!"
"Yuanyuan, don’t hog him all to yourself tonight. Save some for us!"
"Giggle~ Look at those abs! He’s not bulky, but so toned—every muscle perfectly defined."
This section of the office was entirely female.
And in an entertainment company, how many girls could possibly be unattractive?
An Yi swept a quick glance around. While none were absolute tens, eights and nines were everywhere.
Walking through, he felt the weight of their hungry stares like needles pricking his back.
It made him want to strip bare just to scratch the discomfort away.
"President Nie is here today!"
Someone whispered a warning to Xue Yuanyuan.
At the mention, her expression shifted slightly.
When it came to Nie Qinglan, few at Yilan Media weren’t intimidated.
Despite her young age, she was a total wildcard—dressing like a punk, acting without restraint.
And yet, her background was terrifyingly solid.
Rumors said she dabbled in the underworld, loved beating people up, smoked, drank, and even did drugs!
If she fancied a man, she’d drag him straight into her office.
No one had witnessed it firsthand, but given her reputation, no one doubted she was capable.
An Yi raised an eyebrow.
"President Nie?"
"Nie Qinglan?!"
"Is he here to sign with the company?" a glamorous girl asked Xue Yuanyuan in a hushed voice.
Xue Yuanyuan nodded.
The girl sighed. "The ‘Super Sweet’ trio just got thrown out by President Nie. Kid, you’d better pray for luck."
Just then, a stunning figure emerged from the office—a short-haired girl in a JK uniform, black stockings, and a miniskirt, her curves alluring, her face flawless.
"Where the hell is that Wang Qian? Why isn’t he here yet?!"
Nie Qinglan brandished a baton, her temper flaring.
She’d loathed that guy for ages!
The moment she heard he was coming to her company, she’d skipped university classes and had her driver rush her over—an hour-long trip—just for this.
Her baton was practically trembling with anticipation.
"Pfft, that toothpick thinks he can sleep with fans?!"
She’d break his damn third leg!
No one dared answer.
The employees nearby trembled, terrified the baton might accidentally swing their way.
Though Nie Qinglan rarely showed up at the office, her thuggish aura left the meek staff thoroughly spooked.
"Tell him to get his ass here now! Say… uh, we’re offering him a high-paying contract!" Nie Qinglan improvised.
Just then, a timid voice from HR piped up.
"President Nie… another audition finalist just arrived."
Nie Qinglan’s gaze sharpened.
If it was another sickeningly sweet, honeyed pretty boy, she wouldn’t hesitate to swing that baton!
Her eyes locked onto the newcomer.
Xue Yuanyuan tensed, instinctively pulling An Yi behind her.
Then, remembering how ridiculously strong he was—why would he fear some girl?—she stepped aside.
"Boss!"
Nie Qinglan’s face flushed with excitement.
She nearly lunged to cling onto An Yi but caught herself—she was President Nie now!
She couldn’t ruin her image in front of everyone!
Instead, she grabbed An Yi’s wrist and grinned. "Come on, let’s talk in my office!"
Noticing the curious stares, she snapped, "What are you all gawking at? Get back to work!"
An Yi chuckled helplessly. Letting this girl be CEO was a mess—thank goodness for Shangguan Qianqan.
As Nie Qinglan dragged An Yi into her office, arm hooked around his, the employees gaped in shock.
"See? Told you—President Nie takes whoever she wants!"
"Seriously? With her looks, if she actually debuted, 80% of female celebs would be out of jobs. She could snap her fingers and have any man."
"So what was that earlier about?"
A glamorous woman shot Xue Yuanyuan a pitying look.
"Yuanyuan, your man got snatched. Who knows what’s happening in there now."
Xue Yuanyuan’s face reddened. "Shut up! This is the office—keep your mind out of the gutter!"
Inside the office, Nie Qinglan clung to An Yi, her stocking-clad legs wrapped around his waist.
"Hey, get down. This is the office—people will talk," An Yi chided, lightly smacking her backside.
"No! You’re always vanishing. If I let go, who knows where you’ll disappear to next?" Nie Qinglan pouted, refusing to release him.
An Yi coughed. "Seems like you’ve done well. The company’s huge—a whole building?"
Nie Qinglan grinned proudly. "Pretty great, huh? I own this tower. Perfect for the company. We haven’t been around long, but profits are solid."
"How much?" An Yi asked, curious.
After two spending sprees in the secret realm, his wallet was bone-dry.
"Uh…" Nie Qinglan scratched her head. She actually had no idea.
"Whatever, forget the boring stuff! There’s something way more important."
Nie Qinglan stared at him seriously. "A boss worth hundreds of millions, young and successful—still a virgin? Unacceptable! As your secretary, it’s my duty to solve your problems!"
"Virgin?"
An Yi raised an eyebrow. He’d lost that title long ago!
But it wasn’t exactly something to brag about, so he’d kept quiet.
Watching Nie Qinglan’s movements, his lips twitched. "Wait, Qinglan, what are you—?"
"Fixing it for you!"
Tucking her short hair behind her ear, revealing her stunning face, Nie Qinglan reached for the buttons of her JK uniform.
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."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
