"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.
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."
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)
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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!"
