The doorbell rang.
"Is Chen Shuo back?" A look of pleasant surprise appeared on Su Xiyan's face. She didn't even bother to put on her shoes and her small bare feet stepped on the floor as she walked to open the door, full of cheerful steps.
The moment she opened the door, the bright light that had just ignited in Su Xiyan’s clear eyes dissipated again.
It turned out to be a delivery person bringing takeout.
"Hello, you are Miss Su, right?"
The delivery guy opened the large delivery box. Inside were ingredients, neatly arranged to fill the entire large box.
There were so many ingredients that they filled up the whole large delivery box.
As the delivery guy took things out, he laughed and said, "Is your family having a dinner party? Why did you buy so much in one go? My entire delivery is just for your home."
The ingredients were very fresh. The green vegetables looked as if they had just been picked from the field, glistening brightly.
The sky outside was already dark, he didn't know where such fresh vegetables could be bought?
Other than Chen Shuo, Su Xiyan couldn't think of anyone else who could make this happen.
After the delivery guy dropped off the ingredients, he left.
Looking at the ingredients in the shopping bags, Su Xiyan’s expression became excited again.
Although Chen Shuo hadn't come back yet, he had the delivery guy deliver so many ingredients in advance? Was this to prepare a birthday dinner banquet for me tonight? Su Xiyan felt that Chen Shuo’s cooking skills should be better than the chef at a private kitchen restaurant!
Don’t ask why, just trust that there is a love bonus added to the flavor of the dishes.
At this moment, Su Xiyan's phone rang with a WeChat notification tone.
It was a message from Chen Shuo: 【There were not many ingredients left in the fridge, so I used your card to buy some vegetables and asked the delivery guy to send them up.】
【Your card and the spare car key are in the grocery bags.】
【Today is your birthday. Make something to eat yourself, I won't be coming over.】
Looking at the phone message, Su Xiyan was stunned.
She had thought Chen Shuo would come back to cook! She didn't expect that he would only get the delivery guy to send the ingredients.
Indeed, in the bag containing the ingredients, she found her AMG car key and a bank card.
What did this represent?
Su Xiyan sat down on the sofa, her face pale.
Su Xiyan was unwilling to give up. She called Chen Shuo again, but his phone was still unanswered.
After a while, the doorbell rang again.
This time, it was two guys wearing movers company uniforms.
"Hello, are you Miss Su? Mr. Chen asked us to come move house. Mr Chen said..."
Su Xiyan’s face darkened, like an eternal unmelting glacier, with bone-piercing coldness. She gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words from between her teeth: "Who said I was moving out?"
Seeing this, the two mover guys looked at each other, at a loss as to what to do.
Su Xiyan did not want to make things difficult for them. With a polite and aloof smile on her face,
she said the cruelest words in the most beautiful way: "Please tell the person who asked you to move house that this is my home. If he wants to move out, tell him to move it himself.”
Finally, Su Xiyan even said quite politely: “Thank you for passing on the message.”
How was this a word of thanks? It was clearly an order!
The two moving guys were so scared that they didn't know what to do. They repeatedly nodded: "Okay, we understand, we'll go... go and pass on what you said to Mr. Chen."
Having said that, the moving guys very politely took a few steps back and even helped Su Xiyan close the door.
After leaving Su Xiyan's home, the movers immediately called Chen Shuo: "Mr. Chen, we are the movers you hired, we encountered some difficulties with the moving..."
Before finishing speaking, Chen Shuo on the other end of the phone guessed what had happened: "Well, I see. Then don't move it, thanks for your effort."
The mover was reminded: "By the way Mr. Chen, Miss Su also said that if you want to move, you should move it yourself.”
On the phone, Chen Shuo just hmmed.
After hanging up, the moving guys finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Then the two of them actually started gossiping:
"Hey Xiao Li, do you think our employer, Mr. Chen, might have had a conflict with Miss Su? So he’s putting on a show of leaving home?”
"You're right, it's possible!"
"This Mr. Chen doesn’t know how to cherish her! If I had such a beautiful girlfriend as Miss Su, I would never leave home.”
"Too right! If it were me, I would want to stick with my beautiful girlfriend for 24 hours a day!"
"How could they have conflicts and move out?"
"Clueless!"
"... "
At this moment, Chen Shuo was at the small supermarket at the school gate, buying some daily necessities.
Today was Su Xiyan's birthday. He had previously promised to spend her birthday together with her. No matter what happened, a man should keep his word. So Chen Shuo bought some fresh ingredients and asked the delivery guy to run the errand to deliver them to Su Xiyan.
Next, he was going to move out of Su Xiyan’s Harbour Suites apartment.
He found a moving company online to move his things out. As expected, the move was thwarted by Su Xiyan's strong attitude.
Since Su Xiyan didn't allow the move, then he wouldn't move.
For a long time to come, Chen Shuo also didn’t plan to have any communication with Su Xiyan, let alone move back to Harbour Suites.
Previously, there was already mutual suspicion between them. When feelings were finally slowly warming up, he found out in the end that it was just wishful thinking on his part. She was still the Su Xiyan who would mercilessly tear bloodsuckers apart without blinking an eye!
As a man, saying too much would seem melodramatic.
To summarize in a sentence, Chen Shuo would not forgive Su Xiyan and they would have nothing to do with each other in the future.
He had prepared for the birthday banquet for so long, never expecting it to end like this.
What Chen Shuo was grateful for was that his relationship with Su Xiyan had not progressed too deeply.
It was best to withdraw while he still could.
Chen Shuo bought some daily necessities, called his supervisor, and got an emergency arrangement to stay in his old dorm room for the night.
Special circumstances call for special arrangements. After all, they couldn’t let students be homeless! That would be irresponsible to the students.
When he went to school tomorrow, he would go to the dorm administrator's office to redo the dormitory check-in procedures.
Chen Shuo flipped through his full supermarket cart and found that he seemed to have forgotten to buy toothpaste?
When he arrived at the oral care area, Chen Shuo reached out to grab a box of bamboo salt toothpaste.
His outstretched hand stopped midair.
Chen Shuo's expression was somewhat subtle.
Bamboo salt toothpaste was the one Su Xiyan liked and had always used.
His hand, hanging in midair, turned towards mint flavored toothpaste instead.
Some habits were already ingrained, but if he was determined, it would still be easy to change them, right Chen Shuo?
Chen Shuo reminded himself inwardly like this.
After checking out, Chen Shuo carried large and small bags of daily necessities, and also brought some snacks and soda for his roommates. Stepping into the familiarity of the night, he walked into the familiar dormitory.

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

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!"

【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.)

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.”