Nie Qinglan gritted her teeth under An Yi's intense gaze. "So it really is you, An Yi!"
Red Viper was a notorious Class-A assassin, and only a handful could defeat him. Given his skills and age, there were likely few in all of Jiangbei City who matched him—figuring out An Yi's identity wasn’t hard.
An Yi frowned slightly.
What was this? He’d been keeping a low profile. How did this girl know him?
"Everyone, step back."
An Yi maintained his grip on Nie Qinglan, speaking leisurely.
At some point, a combat knife had appeared in his hand, now pressed against Nie Qinglan’s fair neck.
This immediately froze the thugs who had been ready to charge. A knife wasn’t something to mess with—blades had no eyes!
Even with the knife at her throat, Nie Qinglan remained unflinching, gritting her teeth. "No one steps back! Anyone who chickens out will have to commit seppuku later!"
Brother Bao and the others were instantly caught in a dilemma.
Nie Qinglan might be young, but few dared to disobey her.
"Little girl, you’ve got guts, huh?"
An Yi smirked sinisterly, pinching Nie Qinglan’s soft cheek.
"An Yi, if I back down today, I’ll take your surname!"
Her words were muffled by his grip, but her defiance was unmistakable.
An Yi nodded calmly. "A wife taking her husband’s name—that’s only natural."
"You bastard! I’ll tear your mouth apart!"
Nie Qinglan’s chest heaved with anger, her small fists trembling, but she couldn’t break free from An Yi’s hold.
An Yi grinned at Brother Bao and the others. "Hurry up and back off, or I’ll kiss her right here!"
"You—!"
Nie Qinglan’s voice wavered, her face flushing tomato-red.
This perverted scoundrel had been taking liberties with her the whole time!
What could she do? Was she about to lose her first kiss to this bastard?
She didn’t want to be ruined by him!
An Yi smiled faintly.
Her delinquent act was clearly fake.
Her "tattoos" weren’t even stickers—just drawn on.
Her nose ring was clipped on, and she didn’t even have pierced ears, let alone a real nose ring.
She probably hadn’t even dated before or been close to a guy. Just being this near to him had her blushing furiously, her delicate earlobes turning bright red.
She was just a sheltered girl who’d never faced the harsh realities of the world.
"Brother, l-let go of Big Sis! We’ll leave!"
Brother Bao’s face was deathly pale.
This was Boss Nie’s daughter. If this punk assaulted her, the consequences would be unthinkable.
An Yi shot them a sharp glance. "Then scram already! You waiting to congratulate Boss Nie on becoming a grandpa?"
Hearing this, Brother Bao panicked. "We’re going, we’re going!"
The entire street, packed with people moments ago, was now deserted in an instant.
Nie Qinglan nudged An Yi with her elbow. "They’re all gone. You can let me go now."
"Did I say I’d let you go?" An Yi raised an eyebrow.
"You did!" Nie Qinglan fumed.
"Oh, then I take it back." An Yi shrugged shamelessly.
"You—!" Nie Qinglan was speechless.
Maybe she should just go down fighting.
She’d die by An Yi’s hands, and then her father would avenge her by killing him!
"Move."
An Yi dragged Nie Qinglan into a narrow alley.
Brother Bao’s gang hadn’t gone far. The moment he released her, they’d swarm him in layers and beat him to a pulp.
This girl was seething with rage, probably already plotting how to castrate him.
Letting go now would be suicide!
"I’m not going!"
Nie Qinglan resisted stubbornly, but before she could finish, An Yi yanked her along.
"Damn it, where’d they go?!"
Sure enough, Brother Bao and his men had been lying in wait nearby.
But when they rushed into the alley, An Yi had already vanished.
"Boss, no sign of them anywhere!"
"Nothing on this road either!"
Brother Bao’s face turned ashen. With the young mistress missing, they couldn’t delay any longer.
Gulping, he shakily pulled out his phone. "B-Boss Nie, the young mistress has been kidnapped... Y-yes, by a guy named An Yi."
Meanwhile, in an office atop a skyscraper in Yuncheng City...
A middle-aged man twirled an exquisite pen in his hand, his expression dark.
"An Yi... How did Qinglan get tangled up with him?"
......
"Taxi!"
An Yi kept one hand on Nie Qinglan’s shoulder as he hailed a cab with the other.
"W-where are you taking me?"
Nie Qinglan’s pretty face had gone pale.
"Meeting by fate—I’ll introduce you to my mom." An Yi grinned as they got into the taxi.
"Meet your parents?!"
Nie Qinglan froze, then flushed red and thrashed. "You beast! Scum! Degenerate! I’m only a freshman! How dare you kidnap me to meet your family, you heartless monster!"
The taxi driver grew suspicious. "What’s your relationship?"
"Couple. We’re a couple, just fooling around." An Yi chuckled.
"Y-yeah, we’re together. Just roleplaying."
Nie Qinglan stiffly played along—because something hard was pressing against her lower back.
Undoubtedly... the knife.
The driver relaxed. "You kids these days sure know how to have fun."
For a moment, he’d almost called the police.
"You already have a girlfriend! Why are you doing this to me?"
Nie Qinglan’s eyes reddened with frustration.
Was this bastard really forcing her to meet his mother?
But he was a lecherous scoundrel! There’d be no happiness with him.
An Yi rolled his eyes. "When did I say I had a girlfriend? Ever heard of a virgin with a girlfriend?"
Nie Qinglan’s eyes widened. "Wait, you’re actually a virgin?!"
An Yi: "..."
Damn it! What’s wrong with being a virgin?!
This girl’s a 9/10, huh?
Perfect—meets the standards for a playboy’s target!
Nie Qinglan muttered, "But you stole Wang Shengli’s..."
"Stole my ass. That girl wasn’t interested in him. She just used me as a fake boyfriend to reject him. Got it? Your little lackey got rejected and threw a tantrum."
An Yi explained bluntly.
Hearing this, Nie Qinglan reconsidered. Maybe he wasn’t a complete scumbag after all.
The thought eased her mind, and she quieted down, gazing out the window.
An Yi: "Driver, stop here!"
The taxi pulled over.
Nie Qinglan stared at the desolate outskirts through the window, confused. "You live here? This is the suburbs—there aren’t even houses around!"
An Yi said flatly, "Get out."
"Get out?"
Nie Qinglan was baffled. "Didn’t you say you were taking me to meet your mom?"
"Who said anything about that? Out!"
Screech!
The taxi sped off, leaving a trail of exhaust.
Nie Qinglan rubbed her sore backside, her beautiful face twisting in fury as she screamed after the car.
"An Yi, you bastard, you sick pervert! I curse you to stay single for the rest of your life and die a miserable death!!!"
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.
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.”
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."
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
