“Oh my, why are you lying on the ground?”
Yan Zhi glanced at An Yi, puzzled.
Of all people, why did it have to be her?!
An Yi felt like crying but had no tears left. If there was one person in this world he never wanted to see again, Yan Zhi would undoubtedly be at the top of that list.
Yan Zhi walked over, looking down at An Yi, who was pretending to be unconscious on the ground. She extended her long, slender leg and nudged his back with her foot. “Stop faking. Your breathing is steady and even—clearly not unconscious.”
Busted, An Yi awkwardly opened his eyes and rubbed his chest where he’d been punched earlier. “That guy hit me so hard I couldn’t catch my breath. Almost knocked me out.”
“You look perfectly healthy to me,” Yan Zhi said, studying him with a raised eyebrow.
An Yi: “…”
This woman is poison!
How could such a sacred white uniform, meant for law enforcers, end up draped over the shoulders of someone like her?!
After gaining some newfound strength, An Yi had planned to teach Fu a proper lesson. But then, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Yan Zhi outside the supermarket, leading five or six law enforcers toward them.
So he pretended to be beaten into a coma, hoping to escape the situation.
And now, to make matters worse, the store owner just had to drag him back into it!
Yan Zhi cracked her knuckles, grinning. “Even though it’s our first meeting, for some reason, I really feel like punching you!”
Something about him seemed familiar—his silhouette, his figure… it all felt eerily similar.
Never underestimate a law enforcer’s intuition.
An Yi forced a smile. “Officer, I’m just an ordinary supermarket clerk. We’ve never met before—you must be mistaken.”
“Officer, don’t let him off! You absolutely can’t let him go! He’s the one who wrecked my store!”
With the law enforcers backing him up, the store owner grew bolder, glaring at An Yi with undisguised hatred.
That hulking brute was one of Young Master Qiu’s men—someone she definitely couldn’t afford to provoke. Getting compensation out of him was unrealistic.
But this kid? Much easier to bully. He wrecked her store, so she’d make sure he paid for every last bit of it!
Qiu Xu chimed in righteously, “That’s right! Not only did he trash the place, but he also beat me up like this! Officer, you have to bring him to justice!”
Lan Yihe, playing the role of a sycophant, quickly added, “Absolutely, absolutely! This guy’s a total savage—he even knocked out one of my molars!”
Yan Zhi narrowed her eyes, a smirk playing on her lips. “Kid, didn’t expect you to be such a fighter.”
And not a weak one at that. Hmph!
Lan Ruoxi hurriedly defended An Yi, “Officer, don’t listen to them! They were the ones who started the trouble!”
“Started trouble? The supermarket has surveillance. We’ll see who really started what!” Qiu Xu’s voice was sharp.
The footage clearly showed An Yi throwing punches—first at Lan Yihe, then at Qiu Xu himself.
At the very least, those two moments alone would leave An Yi with no room for excuses.
And with Qiu Xu’s team of top-notch lawyers, he could easily land this guy behind bars for a few years.
He cast a disdainful glance at Lan Ruoxi.
See? This is the power of influence. What future could you possibly have with some thug who only knows how to throw fists?
Qiu Xu laughed—loudly, arrogantly.
And then, a sharp, unmistakable sound pierced the air.
Pfffft!
Qiu Xu’s face turned ghostly pale.
That unmistakable, liquidy noise… He had just shit himself.
The entire supermarket was instantly engulfed in an overwhelming stench.
Yan Zhi, who had a strong aversion to filth, scowled in disgust. “Have some decency!”
Qiu Xu’s face twisted in humiliation.
Being beaten up in public was one thing. But shitting himself in front of everyone—especially in front of two beautiful women?
He wanted to die.
Why now, of all times?!
Gurgle… gurgle…
His stomach let out another ominous rumble.
Oh no…
Qiu Xu’s expression contorted in agony. Another explosive sound erupted, and the stench in the supermarket grew even more unbearable.
Yan Zhi’s face turned icy.
“It’s him! I remember now—it has to be him! The cola he gave me was tainted!” Qiu Xu growled through gritted teeth.
The store owner’s face drained of color at his words.
Drinks could be mishandled, but accusations like this? Dangerous!
Out of all the beverages in the supermarket, why did An Yi specifically grab one from the storage room?
Of course, it was deliberate…
“This drink is expired,” one of the law enforcers picked up the discarded can and checked the date.
The store owner stammered, “I—I’m sorry! It was an oversight on my part! I’ll pay the fine and correct this immediately!”
“Officer, I have evidence! This woman has been hoarding expired goods in the storage room!” An Yi quickly raised his hand.
“You—!”
The store owner’s face flushed crimson as she glared at An Yi, her eyes burning with enough hatred to strangle him on the spot.
Yan Zhi motioned to the other law enforcers. “You two—check the storage room.”
“Yes, ma’am!”
The two enforcers opened the storage room door.
What they saw left everyone stunned.
Shelves were in shambles, goods scattered and destroyed as if a tornado had torn through the place.
Broken packaging, spilled drinks mixed with shattered glass—the scene was nothing short of catastrophic.
The store owner stood frozen, her mind blank.
Every last piece of expired stock—all of it—had been destroyed by this bastard!
“Damn you, An Yi! You’ll pay for this with your life! I’ll make sure you spend the rest of your days paying me back!” The store owner shrieked, her voice bordering on hysteria.
To her, this was nothing less than a financial massacre.
Yan Zhi picked up a crushed bag of chips, examining the date. “But… these are all expired. Consuming spoiled food can be deadly.”
Expired? All she had to do was slap on a new label and resell them!
Of course, the store owner couldn’t say that out loud. Instead, she stammered, “T-These were all scheduled for disposal! But now they’re completely ruined—how am I supposed to clean this up?!”
“Your handiwork?” Yan Zhi turned her gaze back to An Yi.
Qiu Xu smirked.
Perfect.
This idiot didn’t even need any interference—he’d dug his own grave. A natural-born troublemaker!
An Yi didn’t deny it. Calmly, he said, “Yes. I did it.”
“An Yi…”
Lan Ruoxi clenched her fists so tightly her knuckles turned white. With An Yi admitting it outright, she had no idea how to defend him now.
Not even a shred of room for excuses.
Yan Zhi demanded, “Why?”
An Yi shrugged. “Because I was afraid this shady business would just slap new expiration dates on them and put them back on the shelves.”
“That’s slander!”
The store owner cut him off with a roar. “I was gathering all the expired products for proper disposal! How dare you accuse me like this?! Officer, he’s defaming me—he has to compensate for that too!”
“Oh? Really?”
An Yi grinned—a mischievous, knowing smirk.
Slowly, he pulled out his phone… and played the recording.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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)
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!
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.
