Glasses Man looked at Chen Shuo skeptically. "You?"
"You don't even have a sense of time. In the eyes of the girls here, you're already seen as someone with no concept of punctuality."
"And you want to teach me how to chase girls?" His voice was full of disdain.
Chen Shuo didn't argue. "Just learn from me, kid."
Glasses Man's anger flared up instantly. He thought, "He's even younger than me, and he dares to call me 'kid'?"
Under Glasses Man's furious and contemptuous gaze, Chen Shuo walked up to Su Xiyan.
Their eyes met, and Su Xiyan's gaze was full of tenderness.
Chen Shuo got straight to the point: "Want to go for a walk?"
Su Xiyan's eyes couldn't hide her excitement. She thought, "Chen Shuo is finally taking the initiative to talk to me! He's finally giving in! This means he cares about me more!"
She immediately nodded, "Sure!"
Everyone present: ???
Glasses Man: What the hell? How did that work??
Chen Shuo decided to go for the knockout punch. He took out his phone to check the time, then continued speaking to Su Xiyan: "I woke up too early this morning, and now I'm feeling a bit sleepy."
"I'm planning to go back to my room for a nap. Want to join me?"
As Chen Shuo said this, the eyes of the bridesmaids and groomsmen around them nearly popped out of their sockets.
They were even anticipating what it would look like if Su Xiyan's palm connected with Chen Shuo's face in the next second.
Unfortunately, the outcome was far too disappointing for them.
Because Su Xiyan actually responded to Chen Shuo quite openly: "Sure! No problem. I'm feeling a bit tired too."
With that, the two walked shoulder to shoulder towards the elevator outside the conference hall, under the astonished gazes of everyone present.
Glasses Man slumped into a chair, unable to process what had just happened for a long time.
He couldn't understand where he had gone wrong!
In the elevator, Su Xiyan waited for Chen Shuo to speak. The coldness had faded from her exquisitely beautiful face, replaced by anticipation.
Chen Shuo's arm draped over Su Xiyan's shoulder, pulling her closer to him. "You were so good just now! Playing along with my act, not letting me lose face in front of that little four-eyes."
Su Xiyan used her coldest tone to say the most domineering words: "Only I can bully my man. No one else can!"
Su Xiyan was held by Chen Shuo, her small shoulders still stubbornly trying to wriggle free.
Chen Shuo's strength was considerable, giving Su Xiyan no chance to break free.
He increased the pressure of his grip slightly.
Half of Su Xiyan's body was now leaning against Chen Shuo's chest.
"Let me go!"
Though her words said "let go," Su Xiyan's body was honest, leaning even closer to Chen Shuo.
With her fragrant presence in his arms, Chen Shuo couldn't resist planting a light kiss on Su Xiyan's smooth, fair forehead.
Su Xiyan hugged Chen Shuo's waist, no longer willing to let go.
The elevator dinged, arriving at the floor with their rooms.
At the door, Chen Shuo took out his key card.
Su Xiyan was still clinging to Chen Shuo: "I want to take a nap too."
"But I have trouble sleeping in unfamiliar places. I can't fall asleep without a familiar scent."
Chen Shuo: "I saw you sleeping quite soundly in my room last night, didn't I?"
Unable to explain, Su Xiyan decided to bring up Chen Shuo's two sudden disappearances.
She put her hands on her hips, striking an interrogating pose:
"Chen Shuo, be honest with me!"
Chen Shuo was bewildered: "What do I need to be honest about?"
A cold glint flashed in Su Xiyan's eyes: "Where did you go last night?"
"And this morning, you disappeared early and were late for the wedding rehearsal. Where were you?"
Chen Shuo thought for a moment. This concerned whether Su Xiyan's family's wedding could proceed smoothly.
He might as well tell Su Xiyan!
Su Xiyan followed Chen Shuo into his room.
Chen Shuo poured himself a glass of water, then poured one for Su Xiyan: "It's like this. Yesterday afternoon when we were coming to Yu Hua City, I noticed a car that kept following behind us. At first, I thought it was just going the same way, until later when I saw the same car in the underground parking lot."
Su Xiyan realized the seriousness of the situation: "The entire hotel has been booked out. There shouldn't be any other guests."
Chen Shuo: "Yes, that's what I thought too. So last night and today, I went to investigate quietly. The car that followed us all the way from Su City to here belongs to an employee of the wedding planning company."
"But I was in a rush today and didn't have time to find that person."
Su Xiyan: "I need to tell Aunt and my cousin about this."
Chen Shuo: "I've already told Aunt."
"Aunt said there are too many guests, and we can't let one person affect the wedding proceedings."
"We should handle it carefully, without making too big a fuss."
Su Xiyan relaxed again: "If Aunt and the others already know, then I'm relieved."
"Whether it's vampires or troublemakers, I don't believe anyone can cause problems right under our family's noses."
Vampires? That's unlikely, because Chen Shuo hadn't sensed any vampire presence.
Moreover, there were probably dozens of high-ranking hunters in the hotel right now. What vampire would dare to come? That would be suicide.
Except for himself, there probably wasn't another vampire in the entire hotel.
Not having slept well last night and waking up early this morning, he really was feeling tired now!
Chen Shuo yawned, preparing to lie down for a nap.
But he found a pair of eyes like black jewels watching him from the bedside.
Su Xiyan sat on the edge of the bed, hugging Chen Shuo's pillow: "I'm tired too."
Chen Shuo: "If you're tired, then sleep! I'm not stopping you."
Su Xiyan's eyes were full of expectation: "Where should I sleep?"
Chen Shuo moved over a bit: "Considering you played along with my act today and saved my face, I'll give you half the bed!"
Before Chen Shuo had finished speaking, Su Xiyan was already lying down next to him.
It's perfectly normal for dating couples to progress further when their feelings are intense.
But both Chen Shuo and Su Xiyan had their own stubborn pride to maintain, and neither was willing to make the first move.
Yet they were both so obstinate!
Especially Su Xiyan, who was stubborn with her words but soft-hearted. Sometimes she would deliberately tease Chen Shuo, only to get cold feet at the crucial moment.
Chen Shuo lay on his side, facing Su Xiyan.
Instantly, an ambiguous atmosphere floated between them.
Su Xiyan: "Weren't you tired? Why are you staring at me? Go to sleep!"
Chen Shuo: "..."
"Who wants to look at you?"
With that, Chen Shuo turned his back to Su Xiyan.
Su Xiyan: ヽ(`⌒´)ノ
Angry~~~
Lying on the same big bed with Chen Shuo, how could Su Xiyan still feel sleepy?
She tossed and turned, deliberately making some noise, hoping to attract Chen Shuo's attention.
But Chen Shuo seemed not to hear anything, still keeping his back to her.
Finally, she couldn't hold back anymore. Her slender finger gently poked Chen Shuo's back.

lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."

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?"

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.”

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?!