Su Qianmo's exquisitely delicate stockinged feet were held in Gu Chenan's hands. He could feel their warm, silky texture, while each space between his fingers was enveloped by the heat emanating from Su Qianmo's feet.
Su Qianmo had never walked such a long distance in high heels before, causing her entire heel to turn bright red.
Gu Chenan held one foot in each hand, gently massaging the soles with his thumbs, following the perfect curves of Su Qianmo's feet.
Su Qianmo pursed her lips, her voluptuous legs tensing slightly as she adjusted to Gu Chenan's foot massage.
Whenever he pressed the center of her foot, Su Qianmo would tremble slightly. After a while of this, her face was completely flushed.
Logically, as Gu Chenan's fiancée, Su Qianmo should have been comfortable with this intimacy, as they had already been fully intimate before. Yet for some reason, every time Su Qianmo had physical contact with Gu Chenan, she couldn't help but blush shyly.
A moment later, Gu Chenan stopped and looked at Su Qianmo's reddened face. "Feeling better?"
"Y-yes, much better," Su Qianmo nodded shyly, turning her head to the side as her hair fell across her cheek.
The setting sun shone through the evening clouds, bathing her face and body in light. Su Qianmo seemed to be enveloped in a halo of sacred radiance.
Gu Chenan crouched by Su Qianmo's feet, staring at her in a daze.
At this moment, Su Qianmo appeared especially divine in the purple twilight, yet this divinity made one want to desecrate it.
"W-what is it?" Su Qianmo asked self-consciously, noticing Gu Chenan's intense gaze.
"Nothing," Gu Chenan stood up and leaned in close. "I just remembered something."
"What's that?" Su Qianmo looked up and asked.
Gu Chenan grinned and said softly, "That thing you asked me to do today."
"Today?"
Su Qianmo froze for a moment, her cheeks quickly flushing red.
The thing Su Qianmo had asked Gu Chenan to do today was to kidnap her, just like in the novels!
Su Qianmo panicked. She had only been joking, she didn't expect Gu Chenan to take it seriously!
"S-so?" Su Qianmo's face was extremely shy, but there was a hint of anticipation in her heart.
Gu Chenan brought his face closer, so close to Su Qianmo's blushing cheeks that he could feel the heat radiating from her.
At the same time, the scent of Su Qianmo's rouge and the fresh fragrance of her hair entered Gu Chenan's nostrils.
Gu Chenan took a deep breath, greedily inhaling the scent, then said, "So why don't we start right now?"
...
Meanwhile, at Gu Chenan's family home.
"Why do you care what he does? If he likes playing video games, let him rot in that rental apartment playing games his whole life!"
"Starting this month, I won't give him another cent. I want to see if he'll get a job when he has no source of income!"
Gu Zheng sat on the sofa, venting his frustrations at Lin Mei, who was preparing to go out.
Lin Mei put on her shoes and turned back to retort, "If you as his father won't look after him, are you saying I as his mother can't either?"
"How do you know he hasn't looked for a job if you don't ask Chenan? What if he's already found one?"
"Hmph." Gu Zheng snorted coldly. "Do I need to ask? If he wanted to find a job, he could have found one anytime in these past two years!"
"Old Song is already holding his grandchild, and Old Liu's son is married. What girl in her right mind would marry Gu Chenan if he won't find a job?"
Sighing, Gu Zheng continued, "I don't think I'll ever get to hold a grandchild in this lifetime."
Lin Mei rolled her eyes at Gu Zheng and opened the door, turning to say, "You're such a big man, stop being so melodramatic. It's disgusting!"
"Hey, you..."
Gu Zheng was about to retort, but Lin Mei didn't give him the chance, walking out and closing the door behind her.
"A doting mother ruins her son!"
Gu Zheng grumbled, picking up his teacup to take a sip.
A moment later, he felt uneasy. Looking around, he sighed, slapped his thigh, and quickly went to the window.
Opening it, he called down to Lin Mei, "I'll transfer you some money. Take that brat out for a meal. If there's any left over, leave it with him. Don't let him starve to death in that rental apartment!"
Hearing this, Lin Mei turned back and waved her hand. "No need, I've got it covered."
Gu Zheng nodded, closed the window, and sat back down on the sofa, sighing and shaking his head again.
"That brat, he never comes back to see me..."
Soon after, Lin Mei arrived at the run-down neighborhood where Gu Chenan rented, carrying bags full of food and necessities as she walked towards the apartment.
As she walked, a burst of chatter caught her attention.
She saw Gu Chenan's newly bought Mercedes sports car parked in a spot by the road, surrounded by street vendors discussing it animatedly.
"That Mercedes looks pretty nice. I bet it's not cheap, huh?"
"Someone who can drive a car like that must be rich or important, right?"
"Probably. I saw the owner earlier, a young guy. Looked kind of familiar. He had a girlfriend with him too. Man, that girl was gorgeous!"
"This car is a Mercedes C-Class four-seater sports car. The base model probably costs about a million yuan!" explained someone who knew about cars.
Lin Mei, passing by, heard the vendors' discussion and turned to look at the car, raising an eyebrow and pursing her lips.
A million yuan!
What a waste to spend a million yuan on a car instead of something useful. The lives of rich people were truly incomprehensible.
Arriving at the entrance of the old apartment complex where Gu Chenan lived, Lin Mei took out her phone and called him.
"Hello, Mom, what's up?" After ringing for a long time, Gu Chenan finally answered, sounding out of breath.
"It took you so long to answer, what were you doing?" Lin Mei asked, slightly annoyed.
"Huh? I... I was playing games. What's the matter?"
"Playing games? How can playing games make you so out of breath?" Lin Mei asked suspiciously.
"Ah, never mind that. What's up, Mom? Why did you call?"
"I'm at the entrance to your apartment complex. Come down and meet your mother."
"What?!"
Gu Chenan exclaimed in surprise. Through the phone, Lin Mei could clearly hear the sound of him sitting up in bed.
"Why are you so surprised? Hurry up and come down, don't dawdle," Lin Mei said.
"Okay, okay, wait a moment. I'll be right down."
As the call ended, Lin Mei felt something was off, but didn't dwell on it.
She put her bags down on the ground and turned to look at the Mercedes sports car parked on the street again.
Lin Mei didn't know much about cars, but the appearance of this one was enough to tell her it was expensive.
Adding to that what she had just heard about it costing a million yuan, even someone as car-illiterate as Lin Mei couldn't help but stare at it.
Sigh, their family car was still the Santana from over a decade ago. It couldn't even compare to this car!
If only their family had such a nice car...
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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.”
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
