Jiang City, Feng'an Garden Community
Ye Feng, who just got off school, ran home excitedly and banged on the door loudly, "Dad, dad, come and see, I got full marks on the exam this time!"
The villa door opened slowly, and Yu Liling, who had just brewed her emotions, touched her eyes smoked by onions and choked out, "Is it Young Master Ye Feng?"
Ye Feng looked at the unfamiliar beautiful lady in front of him and asked hesitantly, "It's me, may I ask who you are?"
Yu Liling cried out, "I am the new nanny hired by Mr. Ye Bufan -- Yu Liling. From now on, I will be responsible for Ye Young Master’s diet and daily life."
Ye Feng nodded and continued to ask, "Then please take good care of me in the future. Where is my dad? I don't see him."
"Woo woo woo hmm woo woo woo, Mr. Ye... Mr. Ye... This morning when Mr. Ye went out, he was in a car accident. By the time he was sent to the hospital, he only had one breath left. After he hastily explained my business, he passed away."
Yu Liling covered her giggling expression with her sleeve and tried her best to make herself look particularly sad.
"My dad...my dad..." Ye Feng couldn't believe what he had heard and kept murmuring, "Impossible, impossible... He is my only relative left. He said he would take care of me for a lifetime. How... it’s impossible..."
Seeing Ye Feng, who had just started elementary school, squatting on the ground crying, Yu Liling felt compassion but still adhered to her professional ethics and only comforted, "Young Master Ye, restrain your grief. I will definitely take good care of you in the future."
Unfortunately, Ye Feng, who was in deep sorrow, was obviously unable to accept this cruel fact. As he cried, he fainted.
Yu Liling was so frightened that she called the hospital ambulance in a panic while struggling to carry Ye Feng back to her bed.
Soon the ambulance came, after some checks, Ye Feng was fine. Only then did Yu Liling let out a sigh of relief.
It was just that Ye Feng was so aggrieved at the moment that he needed to fall into a deep sleep to relieve his emotions.
Not daring to be careless, Yu Liling lay by Ye Feng's bed all night without daring to leave him for a moment, for fear that something might happen if he woke up at night.
Fortunately, Ye Feng was in a deep sleep all night long and nothing went wrong.
Not until the next morning when Ye Feng groggily opened his eyes to find himself already lying in his own bed, and there was still a girl lying next to him.
Ye Feng sat up in confusion, and Yu Liling, who was sleeping very lightly, was awakened by just a little sound.
Seeing the child about the same age as her younger brother, Yu Liling asked, "Are you awake? What do you want to eat?"
Ye Feng shook his heavy head, sobered up a bit, and looked at Yu Liling again, immediately thinking of the sad news.
"Sister Yu, is what you said yesterday true? My dad..."
Yu Liling nodded and lowered her head low, trying her best not to reveal her inner emotions.
Seeing Yu Liling confirm the authenticity of the news, Ye Feng froze in place, motionless.
Yu Liling had thought that he would not be able to accept this fact and faint again.
Unexpectedly, after only an hour, Ye Feng returned to normal.
Seeing Yu Liling who had been guarding him, he said, "Sister Yu, where is my dad? Where is he now? I want to see him for the last time."
"Huh?"
Yu Liling was obviously not expecting Ye Feng's recovery speed to be so amazing. Plus, this was originally a lie, so where could she find a corpse to act as this actor. She had no choice but to stammer, "Young Master, the old master was already buried yesterday. If the Young Master is determined, it is better to recuperate first before anything else. Take a good rest these days, and in a few days I will take you to see Old Master Ye's grave."
No matter how powerful Ye Feng was, he was only a ten-year-old child, without realizing the loopholes in Yu Liling’s words. Besides, he was indeed a little hungry now, so he nodded and agreed with this statement.
Seeing that Ye Feng had been fooled, Yu Liling did not dare to take it easy. She hurried to prepare breakfast for him while secretly making an appointment for an empty grave.
The matter in Jiang City obviously could not affect Ye Bufan who was far away in Jier City.
After spending a terrible night in the secluded manor, Ye Bufan, who got up early in the morning, looked a little sluggish. But there were very important things to do today that he had to overcome his sleepiness.
"Come out, Pikachu... oh no, robot."
As soon as the voice fell, a figure appeared in the empty hall, but it was completely shrouded in a cloak.
"System, what's going on here? Why can't I see the human form clearly? Can it still go out and do things like this?"
"In response to the host's words, humanoid robots can have a thousand faces. Since this is the first time it has been summoned, the host needs to first determine its form."
"I see, then let's have a beautiful female CEO type."
Ye Bufan saw a business specialty in the dedicated software market for robots yesterday. It only took a little self-worth value, which happened to come in handy today.
After some rustling sounds, the black cloak was cut into pieces and disappeared with the wind.
Only a beautiful long-haired beauty with graceful figure and professional attire was left in place, waiting for Ye Bufan's order.
"System, exchange her business skills."
"Business skills exchanged successfully."
Out of curiosity, Ye Bufan asked her several business-related questions, and the female CEO beauty answered them all with mastery.
Ye Bufan nodded in satisfaction, "Very good, from now on your name will be Ye Shang."
The female CEO beauty nodded, "Yes, Master."
"Your job today is to acquire a company worth less than 5 million."
Ye Bufan's net worth was more than enough. Adding up all his assets, he was a multi-millionaire. After deducting real estate and daily expenses, there were 5 million cash left.
Thinking of the steady profit exchange voucher in his hand, Ye Bufan decided to start the second spring of his career in Jier City, so as not to appear empty-handed.
After all, now he needed money in both Jiang City and Jier City, and he couldn't leave the manor empty like this. At least he had to liven it up.
As for business skills, they were indeed unmatched. After only one morning, Ye Shang had already handed over the acquisition plans of several enterprises in Jier City that were possible for acquisition to Ye Bufan’s desk.
Some of these companies had long been loss-making, some had messy management, and some were even bottomless money pits.
The bosses were just waiting for someone to take over and stop the loss.
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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!"
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
