"Arty?"
An Yi was momentarily stunned.
This was a golden opportunity!
Earning a hundred thousand a day, saving up for a year—might not even buy him a few extra days of life.
After all, chances like robbery don’t come around often.
So right now, he could easily borrow 200 million from Qin Zhengwei.
For someone that wealthy, a billion is just a small goal anyway.
Topping up 100 million would buy him a thousand days—roughly three years. Two billion? That’s five or six years.
With that, he wouldn’t need to scramble for money so desperately anymore.
"An Yi, are you agreeing or not?"
Qin Yao grew impatient after not hearing a response from him.
An Yi quickly replied, "Of course, of course! I just got a little excited and spaced out for a second."
Qin Yao’s heart swelled with sweetness, a smile curling her lips. "That excited, huh?"
"Haha, this is the first birthday I’m celebrating with you. I’m even nervous—don’t know what to wear tonight."
An Yi brushed it off casually, his mind already calculating how to ask Qin Zhengwei for those 200 million tonight.
Last time they met, things had ended badly.
Qin Zhengwei was convinced An Yi had designs on his daughter.
The easiest way to dispel suspicion? Bring Shen Muxuan along. No need to explain their relationship—let people draw their own conclusions.
Qin Yao’s smile widened, her happiness evident. "Wear whatever you like! No need to be so formal."
"Alright, I’ll get ready. See you this afternoon!"
An Yi hung up, his eyes gleaming with determination. He wasn’t some loser anymore!
With five million still in his account, he’d already leveled up. In today’s social hierarchy, he was practically upper-middle class now!
He wasn’t planning to spend that money on extending his lifespan.
A hundred-odd days? Barely worth it. Better to let it sit comfortably in his bank account.
"Aunt Zhou, get me a case of liquor!"
An Yi swaggered into Chuanfang Supermarket downstairs.
Aunt Zhou, munching on sunflower seeds while watching TV, didn’t even glance up. She just tossed him a can from the fridge.
"Here. Pineapple beer. Five bucks. No credit!"
"Are you kidding me? Pineapple beer doesn’t match my status now! I want Maotai! Get me a whole case!" An Yi declared arrogantly.
"Did a donkey kick your brain loose? A whole case? Maotai isn’t for the likes of—"
Aunt Zhou froze mid-sentence.
Three thick wads of cash had tumbled out of An Yi’s pocket.
An Yi bent down to pick them up. "Tsk, money just falls out so easily these days."
Aunt Zhou was dumbfounded. "You… you struck it rich?"
An Yi waved his hand modestly. "Nah, nah. Just a few million. Pocket change!"
"A few million?!"
Aunt Zhou was floored. This guy, who’d owed her rent for over two years, had millions now?
She scoffed. "No way. Where’d you get that kind of money?"
Not in the mood to argue, An Yi pulled out a neatly stacked 100,000 yuan from his jacket.
Aunt Zhou’s skepticism wavered.
If he could hand over 100,000 so casually… maybe he really did have millions?
An Yi flashed a smug grin. "Aunt Zhou, this store of yours is lacking. The decor’s not grand enough. How can the supermarket below An Yi’s place be so shabby? Here’s 100,000—consider it an investment for renovations!"
Aunt Zhou’s face lit up with joy. Handing out 100,000 just like that? This kid must’ve hit the jackpot!
"Oh, Xiao Yi, you’ve lost weight lately! You should eat more. Here, take these freshly braised pork trotters!"
Ah, the power of money!
An Yi reveled in it.
For two years, Aunt Zhou had called him "brat." Today was the first time she’d used his actual name.
Still, she eyed the cash on the table suspiciously. "But where’d you get all this money? Robbed a bank?"
"How dare you question me!"
An Yi coughed, feigning indignation.
Aunt Zhou sighed. "Fine, fine. I won’t pry. Just curious. The Maotai’s ready for you."
"Great! Also, throw in four roast chickens, two pounds of braised pork head, a pound of pine nut sausage, a pound of red sausage, a whole soy-braised pork knuckle, two more pork trotters, and a pound of aged ham."
"Buying all that? Feeding Shen Muxuan?"
"Yep."
Qin Family Villa.
A taxi pulled up, and An Yi and Shen Muxuan stepped out.
"So this is what riding a taxi feels like! So much comfier than the bus. No need to watch for stops—just tell the driver where to go." Shen Muxuan gazed after the departing cab, delighted.
An Yi shrugged. "Basic stuff, no big deal. From now on, this is our standard ride."
Speaking of taxis, he suddenly remembered—he’d actually bought one! A whole car for 50,000 yuan!
After dropping it off at the police station that day, he’d forgotten to drive it back after grabbing some skewers.
What a blunder! Wasted money on another taxi ride!
An Yi smacked his forehead. How could he forget he owned a car?
"I’m so full tonight!" Shen Muxuan patted her stomach, beaming.
Those braised meats were rare treats, usually just side dishes for rice or steamed buns.
An Yi asked, "Still got room for more?"
"Not a bite. Completely stuffed." Shen Muxuan waved her hands cutely.
"Good."
"…?"
An Yi chuckled, hauling the case of Maotai toward the villa.
Better to feed this bottomless pit beforehand—wouldn’t want her scaring people at the birthday party.
The entrance to Qin Yao’s birthday celebration was lined with luxury cars.
Guests in tailored suits and elegant dresses exuded an air of sophistication.
By contrast, An Yi’s thrift-store outfit and the case of Maotai made him stick out like a sore thumb.
"Improper attire. No entry."
A doorman blocked his path.
An Yi raised an eyebrow. "What counts as ‘proper’?"
"At least a tie," the doorman sniffed.
"Got it!"
An Yi whipped out a crumpled tie from his pocket and knotted it haphazardly.
The doorman: "…"
Was this guy messing with him?
An Yi frowned. "Tie’s on. What else?"
The doorman scowled. "No invitation, no entry."
Shen Muxuan blinked curiously. "Why’s he stopping us?"
An Yi shrugged. "No idea."
"Pfft. No invite? Trying to freeload at the wrong place!"
A slick-haired young man in a pristine suit smirked, eyeing them disdainfully. "And carrying a case of fake Maotai, no less!"
An Yi’s gaze turned icy.
Insult his clothes, mock his vibe—fine. But this Maotai? He’d paid a solid 600 yuan for it!
No way it was fake!
That was a slap to his dignity!
The suit-clad guy was Gu Hongyun.
But his real target wasn’t An Yi—it was Shen Muxuan behind him.
Too beautiful!
No makeup, cheap clothes, yet her features were flawless, skin like porcelain, eyes adorably vacant.
"A lotus rising from clear water, natural elegance unadorned."
He’d thought Qin Yao was peerless, but this girl? Even more stunning!
Especially that ethereal aura—utterly intoxicating.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
