"Why didn't you call me earlier?" Gu Chenan, rushing to the roadside, looked at Su Qianmo with slight irritation as he reached out to hold her hand.
Su Qianmo suppressed a smile, then casually replied, "I was worried it might not be convenient for you."
"How could it be inconvenient?" Gu Chenan shrugged, unable to understand.
Su Qianmo turned her head and hugged Gu Chenan's arm, saying, "If you didn't think it was inconvenient, why didn't you bring me along?"
"Nobody else brought their partners, it wouldn't have been appropriate if I was the only one," Gu Chenan answered honestly.
Su Qianmo pouted without saying a word, but secretly rejoiced when she understood the reason why Gu Chenan hadn't brought her.
She hugged Gu Chenan's arm, resting her head on his shoulder as the streetlights cast their elongated shadows.
With their backs to the bright moon, they walked towards the restaurant's main entrance.
Meanwhile, outside the restaurant:
"Why is old Gu taking so long? Did he run off?"
"Why aren't old Gu and his girlfriend here yet? They're so slow."
"How long has he been gone? What's the rush? Are you planning to make a move on old Gu's girlfriend?"
"No way! It's just that Zhang Fan said old Gu's girlfriend is even prettier than a celebrity. I want to see if it's true."
"True, if Gu Chenan called Song Xiaoli ugly, his girlfriend must be a celestial beauty, right?"
The group gathered, their gazes fixed on the direction Gu Chenan had left, gossip flying.
Undoubtedly, everyone was extremely curious about Gu Chenan's mysterious girlfriend and naturally wanted to catch a glimpse of her.
A short distance behind the group, Song Xiaoli also stared in the direction Gu Chenan had left, her eyes flashing with anger and curiosity as she muttered to herself.
"He called me ugly. I want to see what his girlfriend looks like. If she's not as stunningly beautiful as rumored, I'll throw that 'ugly' word right back at her face!"
"Xiaoli, this Gu Chenan is too much. He actually called you ugly. Let's see if his girlfriend is as pretty as you!"
"Yeah, you'd think Gu Chenan had women lining up for him or something!"
At this moment, a few female classmates approached Song Xiaoli, verbally attacking Gu Chenan.
Song Xiaoli brushed her bangs aside disdainfully and said, "He's just showing off. Do you really think his girlfriend is that beautiful?"
"Right, anyone can brag."
"Exactly."
The female classmates agreed.
Just then, under the dim streetlights, Gu Chenan and Su Qianmo slowly approached.
They were still some distance away, so the group couldn't clearly see Su Qianmo's face.
But while her face wasn't visible, her figure was crystal clear.
The yellowish streetlight shone from behind Su Qianmo, casting a gradient arc of light on her alluring and seductive figure.
It perfectly highlighted her S-shaped curves, showcasing her ideal waist-to-hip ratio in the darkness. She looked like a mature woman who had stepped out of a manga, instantly inspiring a desire to rush over and call her "mommy."
Seeing this devilishly attractive figure, all the male classmates' eyes widened.
It's no exaggeration to say that everyone's hearts were racing, eyes bulging, and breathing unconsciously becoming heavier.
Under the shocked gaze of the crowd, Gu Chenan and Su Qianmo slowly approached and stopped in front of them.
"Qianmo, these are my classmates," Gu Chenan said, not introducing each person in detail, but simply summarizing with the term "classmates."
Su Qianmo nodded, removing her hand from Gu Chenan's arm. She bowed slightly to the group in a graceful and polite manner, saying, "Hello everyone, I'm Chenan's fiancée, Su Qianmo."
At this moment, all eyes were focused on Su Qianmo, moving from her sexy figure to her face.
Suddenly, everyone was stunned.
She was too beautiful, truly too beautiful.
Zhang Fan hadn't exaggerated, or rather, Zhang Fan's description hadn't captured even a fraction of Su Qianmo's beauty.
Su Qianmo stood there with bright eyes and white teeth, graceful and poised. Her shapely legs gleamed alluringly, making it impossible to look away.
Even her slight bow was charming and alluring. Her face was that of a cold, stunning beauty, flawless as if she were heaven's most perfect creation.
She embodied both fiery sensuality and icy beauty, two contrasting qualities that made her irresistible.
Calling her a celestial beauty wasn't an exaggeration at all!
Gu Chenan and Su Qianmo were standing in a relatively dark spot, so logically, Su Qianmo should have been shrouded in darkness.
But for some reason, everyone felt as if an invisible spotlight was shining on Su Qianmo, as if she were the star of the show.
Everyone present stared in awe.
The male classmates, who considered themselves worldly and experienced, found themselves speechless in Su Qianmo's presence.
The expression on each of their faces was like that of a young boy seeing his secret crush from next door, both shy and desperately suppressing their inner feelings.
Gu Chenan's girlfriend was this beautiful?!
If that's the case, then Gu Chenan certainly had the right to call Song Xiaoli ugly!
Or rather, any woman standing next to Gu Chenan's girlfriend would look ugly in comparison!
It wasn't just the male classmates; even the female classmates were left dumbfounded by Su Qianmo's beauty and figure.
What extraordinary beauty – she was the epitome of their ideal woman.
These female classmates had intended to find fault with Su Qianmo when she arrived, but looking her over, they couldn't find a single flaw.
Su Qianmo's looks and figure were top-tier. In her presence, forget about finding faults – they felt utterly inadequate.
Song Xiaoli's heart trembled, her pupils dilating in shock.
She had planned to throw the word "ugly" back at Su Qianmo when she arrived, but upon seeing her, that idea completely vanished.
She realized that if she called this beauty "ugly" in front of so many people, they would surely laugh at her!
Moreover, if this beauty was considered ugly, what did that make her?
At this moment, Song Xiaoli understood.
She understood why Gu Chenan had called her ugly and why he had treated her that way.
But at the same time, a surge of intense jealousy and resentment welled up in her heart.
No, this won't do!
Gu Chenan left me and found such a perfect girlfriend? How could this be allowed!
Why should Gu Chenan's life be better than mine?
Thinking this, Song Xiaoli gritted her teeth, silently vowing to herself.
"Gu Chenan, just you wait. I'll definitely bring down your company. When you're penniless, I don't believe your girlfriend will still stick by your side!"
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
