At this moment, the figure who abruptly appeared on the deck was none other than An Yi.
"When did you get engaged? How come I didn’t know?" An Yi asked with a light chuckle.
No need to guess—it was obviously fake. Apart from him, any other man who got close to Qin Yao had been thoroughly "cleaned up" by Lin Chen.
"Idiot, that was just to brush off those guys asking for dances," Qin Yao retorted.
She stepped forward, smiling brightly. "How come you're here?"
An Yi grabbed some unidentifiable fruit from the table and said, "I was about to ask you the same thing. Why are you attending this kind of messy gathering?"
"What do you mean 'messy'? All the high-quality young elites of the Southeast Province are here," Uncle Fu muttered disapprovingly from the side.
Just seeing this guy irritated him beyond words.
A street punk like him, while their young miss was the genuine heiress of the Qin family!
"Hello, Miss Qin. May I have the honor of dancing with you?"
A young man with meticulously groomed hair, exuding an air of refined politeness, extended an invitation to Qin Yao.
Qin Yao grabbed An Yi’s arm and said cheerfully, "Sorry, I already have a dance partner!"
The young man’s expression darkened as he glared at An Yi.
The surrounding crowd watched with amusement.
Who didn’t know that Xu Chao was the crown prince of the Southeast Province?
His family had influence in both the underworld and high society.
And this punk-looking guy dared to steal his girl?!
Xu Chao, unwilling to give up, pressed on. "Miss Qin Yao, I fell for you at first sight during last year’s banquet. Could you give me a chance—just one dance!"
A vein bulged on An Yi’s forehead.
"Trying to steal my girl right in front of me?! Damn bastard! You think I’m dead or something?!"
The crowd buzzed with excitement—was Young Master Xu really going to push this?!
Everyone knew how terrifying it was to slight Xu Chao.
Just as An Yi was about to explode in anger, Qin Yao tugged at his sleeve.
Her delicate face flushed slightly as she stammered in a whisper, "An Yi… am I… am I your girlfriend?"
Thanks to Lin Chen’s endless interference and An Yi’s own lack of initiative, she still lacked confidence in their relationship.
An Yi paused, then chuckled and ruffled her hair. "Of course you are."
Witnessing this blatant display of affection, Xu Chao was dumbfounded.
But he refused to accept defeat. He was determined to try one last time!
As the saying goes, "With enough effort, any wall can be dug down!"
"Look down!"
At that moment, Qin Yao stood on her tiptoes and planted a light kiss on An Yi’s cheek.
Ding! [Rogue Master] mission completed—3/3!
Ding! Mission reward: Evil Power Value +30! Charm +3!
An Yi was momentarily stunned.
"That’s it? No challenge at all!"
Xu Chao, witnessing this, turned livid with rage and stormed off.
She’d kissed the guy right in front of him! How could he possibly keep asking for a dance?!
"The Qin family, huh? Just you wait—you’ll regret this."
Uncle Fu, standing nearby, was utterly dumbfounded.
Tears welled up in his eyes.
"Young Master Lin… this old servant has failed you!"
"Hey, dummy, what are you spacing out for?" Qin Yao asked, her face still red.
That had been her first kiss…
"Now no one’s gonna ask me to dance," An Yi said, rubbing his cheek with mock resignation.
"Jerk!"
An Yi took out a mirror from his storage space and stared at his reflection in disbelief.
Still as handsome as ever, but was there any actual change?!
He scrutinized his face until his eyes ached, studying it for a long time before concluding that his aura seemed slightly different.
The carefree, roguish vibe had lessened, replaced by a hint of elegance and nobility—what a joke!
He couldn’t see a damn difference!
What even was aura?!
After turning his head left and right, he still looked like the same playful, rebellious guy.
But it felt different from his old street-punk demeanor. It just had to be different!
An Yi put the mirror away.
"Perfect!"
The placebo effect was working flawlessly!
No matter what, his aura had officially changed.
From now on, if anyone dared call him a loser—he’d smash their head in!
Holding the spare room key Qin Yao had slipped him behind Uncle Fu’s back, An Yi felt conflicted.
"Ah, I’m a principled man… this is putting me in a tough spot."
He sighed dramatically while secretly hoping the dance would end soon.
By the way, where was Yan Zhi?
An Yi hadn’t forgotten the main reason he’d come aboard this cruise ship tonight!
But Chi Xiao, that bastard, hadn’t shown up yet.
Among the men and women on board, there were quite a few martial artists—some with impressive strength.
Something told An Yi that trouble was brewing.
"Hey, beautiful, do you believe in love at first sight? The moment I saw you, I became a believer."
Xu Chao had set his sights on a woman in a red dress, a stunning beauty whose looks rivaled Qin Yao’s.
Her phoenix-like eyes held a mix of regal dominance and irresistible allure.
Her wavy, shoulder-length hair framed an hourglass figure—voluptuous curves, a slender waist that seemed almost too delicate to support her ample bust and hips.
Xu Chao gulped. This was a goddess among mortals!
What man could resist such a seductive queen?
Yan Zhi, who had been enjoying the sea breeze, frowned. "What do you want?"
Xu Chao flashed his most charming smile. "May I have this dance?"
"Sorry, I have a boyfriend."
Yan Zhi gave the slick-haired young master a cold glance.
Xu Chao, undeterred, smirked. "I find it hard to believe any man could be worthy of a woman as exquisite as you."
"Oh, there is."
Yan Zhi’s gaze landed on An Yi. She grabbed him and declared, "Him."
An Yi: "…"
Xu Chao: "…"
Officer Yan, I’ve been used as a prop twice now, An Yi lamented silently.
Xu Chao sneered.
The same guy?! Was there seriously no one else?!
"Don’t believe me?"
Yan Zhi raised an eyebrow, wrapped her arms around An Yi’s neck, and kissed him full on the lips.
"Holy—"
An Yi didn’t even have time to react.
By the time he registered the soft press of her lips, it was too late.
His mind went blank. He… he’d just been kissed?!
"Any more questions?"
Yan Zhi released him and asked coolly.
Xu Chao trembled with rage, pointing at An Yi. "H-he’s two-timing! H-he’s scum! I saw him with another woman—"
"I like players. Got a problem with that?" Yan Zhi crossed her arms and shot him a frosty look.
"Damn it! This is too much!"
Xu Chao stared at An Yi, who shrugged innocently at him, feeling like he’d swallowed a basket of lemons—his stomach churned with bitterness.
In the end, Young Master Xu left in misery once again.
"Not bad. Thanks for the assist."
Yan Zhi leaned against the railing, her red lips curling into a smirk.
Honestly, she’d acted on impulse just now.
For some reason, the usually annoying brat seemed… different tonight.
Unusually charming.
She hadn’t been able to resist.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
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)
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."
