"Keep shouting, damn it! If it weren't for trying to snatch your bag, my brother wouldn’t have been caught by the Law Enforcers!"
A short, round, and obese bald man with a sleazy expression stared at Qin Yao, cornering her against the wall.
Though he claimed to be avenging his brother, his eyes never left Qin Yao’s tall and graceful figure.
Qin Yao’s delicate face turned pale as she slowly retreated, trying to maintain her composure.
The Law Enforcement Bureau wasn’t far from here—how bold of this man to act so brazenly!
Then, both of them fell silent.
Their eyes turned to the young man who had suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley.
The moment Qin Yao saw An Yi, her eyes lit up with hope.
Someone had come!
At that moment, An Yi seemed to glow with an aura of heroism.
Handsome, upright, dashing, and radiating justice!
"Ahem, sorry to interrupt. Carry on," An Yi said with a light cough, turning around as if he hadn’t seen anything and walking away calmly.
He… just left?
Qin Yao’s hopeful heart sank to the depths.
He actually ran away!
"Pah! What a coward!"
The bald man grinned, revealing a set of yellow teeth.
Now that he had encountered such a stunning beauty, he wouldn’t mind joining his brother in jail!
Qin Yao’s flawless face was drained of color. She regretted more and more why she had stormed out of home after an argument with that soldier-turned-bodyguard.
"Damn it, I can’t hold back anymore!"
The man’s greedy expression intensified as he lunged at Qin Yao, reaching out with his large hands.
Thud!
A dull sound suddenly echoed through the alley.
The bald man’s head was struck from behind, and his bulky body swayed before collapsing to the ground with a heavy thud.
"I told you to carry on, but did you really have to?"
An Yi said indifferently, holding a wooden stick.
Qin Yao, still shaken, looked at An Yi, who had appeared behind the man with the stick in hand.
"Ding! Congratulations, host, for unlocking the [Stealth Strike] skill!"
Hearing the system notification, An Yi raised an eyebrow. A single strike had unlocked a skill!
[Stealth Strike (Passive Skill)]
Skill Description: A sneak attack from behind deals 150% critical damage!
What a divine skill!
He loved sneaking up and delivering stealth strikes!
Of course, An Yi had no idea that this move would shape his reputation in the years to come.
"Is… is he dead?" Qin Yao asked, looking at the fallen man.
An Yi smiled. "Don’t worry, I held back."
Seeing that An Yi didn’t seem like a bad person, Qin Yao relaxed slightly. "Thank you. I didn’t expect you to come back!"
When An Yi had left earlier, she thought he was too scared to help.
It seemed she had misjudged him.
After all, the bald man looked strong and intimidating, while An Yi didn’t appear particularly muscular. A direct confrontation could have been life-threatening.
Thinking this, Qin Yao’s admiration for An Yi grew.
Calm, brave, resourceful… and handsome!
Of course, An Yi was unaware of Qin Yao’s inner thoughts.
In a direct fight, he could easily take down three or four of these bald men, especially since he had the system. But he preferred to keep a low profile—he was a modest person, after all.
"It’s nothing, really. Oh… you’re Qin Yao!"
Under the dim streetlight, An Yi finally got a clear look at Qin Yao’s beautiful face and raised an eyebrow in surprise.
Qin Yao looked curious. "How do you know my name? Do you… know me?"
"Uh… right, I’m also a student at Donghai University. I’m a freshman, just like you," An Yi improvised.
He couldn’t very well say that he had coincidentally snatched her bag, checked her student ID, and secretly kept her photo.
That would be too creepy and ruin his pristine image!
"What a coincidence! We’re classmates!"
Qin Yao’s eyes sparkled with delight. Knowing they were from the same university made her feel closer to him.
Fate Value of 96?
An Yi’s Insight skill activated automatically, and he noticed the number hovering above Qin Yao’s head. He was puzzled.
This was the highest value he’d ever seen! What did it mean?
But there was no denying she was stunning.
Even those overly filtered actresses on TV couldn’t compare!
"Ding! System Notification: Target’s beauty score meets 9 points, qualifying for the [Ladies’ Man] standard!"
The system had just assigned him a romantic mission, and here was a 9/10 beauty!
Yyds!
An Yi was thrilled, his face burning with excitement.
The Villain System, which he had once cursed, now felt like a godsend!
The timing and location were perfect—all that was missing was her consent…
"Qin Yao, I have a small request. Would you…"
An Yi was about to propose his idea when the roar of a powerful engine echoed through the night.
A luxury car, like a beam of light piercing through poverty, sped into the alley and screeched to a halt at the entrance.
Qin Yao’s face darkened slightly, showing reluctance.
"Miss, you scared me to death! You can’t run off like this—my heart can’t take it!"
A man in his sixties, dressed in a suit with graying hair, rushed out of the passenger seat, looking frantic.
Qin Yao forced a smile. "Uncle Fu, I’m fine."
"Fine? The Law Enforcers just caught a robber nearby. It’s too dangerous! If anything had happened, Mr. Qin would have skinned me alive!"
Uncle Fu wiped the sweat from his forehead, visibly shaken.
Of course, if he knew that Qin Yao had been the one robbed, he might have had a heart attack on the spot.
"What’s with this guy on the ground?" Uncle Fu glanced suspiciously at the unconscious bald man.
Qin Yao quickly waved her hand. "Just a drunkard. He passed out. Don’t mind him."
Uncle Fu then turned a wary eye to An Yi. "And him?"
"He’s my classmate. We both go to Donghai University," Qin Yao explained hurriedly.
"Wait, you ran away from home to go on a date with this brat?"
Uncle Fu looked as if the sky had fallen, his body trembling with shock.
Brat?
An Yi forced a smile.
Old man, watch your words! I’ve got the Villain System, you know!
Qin Yao’s face turned red with embarrassment as she stammered, "Uncle Fu, it’s not what you think! We… we…"
Seeing Qin Yao’s flustered expression, Uncle Fu’s heart sank. His lips began to quiver.
There was definitely something going on!
Oh no!
The young lady of the Qin Family couldn’t possibly be eloping with this nobody, could she?
At that moment, the driver’s side door of the luxury car opened, and a young man stepped out.
"Can you not cause trouble? This place is full of shady characters. If something happens, it’ll be on me."
The young man closed the car door casually, glancing at Qin Yao with a slight frown.
He appeared to be in his early twenties, around the same age as An Yi, with sharp features, a tall frame, and an air of confidence.
His military uniform, though tattered and stained with blood, contrasted sharply with the luxurious car.
Yet, at first glance, one could sense the intimidating aura he exuded.
He was like a bloodthirsty beast emerging from the wilderness into the city.
As if fate had orchestrated it, An Yi and the young man locked eyes.
Their gazes met across the alley, transcending time and space.
Just then, a chilly breeze swept through…
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?
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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.
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
