This blatantly evasive remark sent Ning Moqing into deep thought.
An Xiaowei was so embarrassed she could practically dig up a beachside villa with her toes, but the crux of the matter was...
"I like men."
Ning Moqing’s words poured cold water over An Xiaowei’s head.
If there was one phrase to describe An Xiaowei right now, it would be—shattered ice popsicle.
"Ahem, I know. I also like men," An Xiaowei said, uttering a blatant lie.
But how could she possibly like men? She wasn’t gay.
"You like women," Ning Moqing said, fixing her gaze on An Xiaowei. Her cool, clear eyes held a trace of certainty, instantly exposing An Xiaowei’s flimsy deception.
An Xiaowei: "..."
"Don’t tell my sister about this," An Xiaowei forced out.
An Wan wasn’t hot-tempered, but she was a nag. Right now, An Xiaowei wasn’t the Monkey King, and she had no desire to listen to a sutra-spouting master.
"Mm, I know. I’m not the type to meddle," Ning Moqing replied, lowering her eyes. Without another word, she drove An Xiaowei home.
"Earlier, I was just testing you. I didn’t expect you to actually admit it," Ning Moqing suddenly remarked as she unlocked the door.
An Xiaowei: "???"
What the hell!
This woman had no sense of honor, daring to trick an innocent, sunshine girl like her.
She ought to be dragged out and beheaded.
An Xiaowei felt her fragile heart had suffered a devastating blow. She would never love again.
As soon as they stepped inside, Ning Moqing fetched a bottle of milk from the fridge for her.
"I’ll heat it up for you. Xu Ya is a bad influence. If you insist on going to bars with her, she’ll only lead you astray. If you get corrupted, your sister will be disappointed, and I’ll be blamed. In that case, I’d also lose my..."
"Stop!" An Xiaowei hastily gestured.
Ning Moqing lifted her gaze. Her lips were as delicate as flower petals, and the overhead light cast a soft, ethereal glow over her, making her seem almost otherworldly.
An Xiaowei quickly averted her eyes.
"Enough lecturing. I won’t go, alright?"
So controlling. Next time, she’d go anyway.
An Xiaowei’s rebellious streak was incurable.
Ning Moqing shot her a look, as if seeing right through her thoughts. She closed the fridge, sat on the sofa, and turned on the TV.
"Good that Xiaowei understands. I’d hate to have to discipline you."
An Xiaowei: "..."
At a loss for where to look, An Xiaowei’s eyes wandered to Ning Moqing’s legs—slender and far more attractive than An Wan’s. Then her gaze drifted to her feet, the translucent nails shimmering faintly under the light.
"Where are you looking?" Ning Moqing asked.
"At your feet," An Xiaowei blurted out.
Ning Moqing let out a soft hum but didn’t comment further. After all, Xiaowei’s gaze held nothing but admiration—no ulterior motives.
Still, she draped a blanket over her legs and reclined on the sofa.
"Go wash off your makeup. It’s late—time for bed."
An Xiaowei: "..."
She checked the time. The sun had barely set. Ning Moqing really had the sleep schedule of an old woman.
Not daring to openly defy her, An Xiaowei muttered under her breath instead.
"I won’t sleep, I won’t sleep, I won’t sleep."
To her shock, Ning Moqing suddenly sat up and lightly tapped her forehead with a slender finger.
"What did you say?"
"I said I won’t sleep," An Xiaowei retorted, fearless as ever.
Ning Moqing paused, then closed the fashion magazine in her hands.
"Then... how about we go grab a bite to eat?"
At the mention of food, An Xiaowei’s throat tightened. Years of rough living had weathered her soul. If anything could comfort her now, one meal wouldn’t cut it.
She’d need at least two.
"I want hotpot."
Petite as she was, An Xiaowei had high standards.
If one didn’t indulge in hotpot while they had the means, life would lose all meaning. What if, in her next transmigration novel, she ended up dirt poor?
What if she died right after crossing over?!
Ugh!
What terrible luck.
"Fine, hotpot it is. But it’s late—don’t overeat," Ning Moqing agreed without protest. A single hotpot meal was nothing—she could afford a hundred.
In this life, she lacked many things, but money wasn’t one of them.
"Yay!" The mention of hotpot instantly revitalized An Xiaowei.
Before they left, however, Ning Moqing pinned her down and... did that.
And by that, of course, she meant applying medicine.
Humming a tune, An Xiaowei followed Ning Moqing out for hotpot. But when Ning Moqing listened closely to the song...
"Two Tigers."
Well sung. Please never sing it again.
Yet what An Xiaowei never expected was that this outing would lead to an unfortunate coincidence.
They ran into the male lead.
And his childhood sweetheart—Jiaojiao-chan.
The moment Yan Chen spotted An Xiaowei, he panicked and glanced at Li Jiaojiao, quickly pulling his hand back. Li Jiaojiao was displeased but hid it well.
Ning Moqing’s gaze locked onto Yan Chen. He wanted to leave, but their food had already been ordered, and it was too late to switch tables.
"Xiaowei, did you see that?" Ning Moqing’s tone was grave.
"See what? What’s there to see?" An Xiaowei played dumb.
But inwardly, she cursed. Ning Moqing had met Yan Chen before. If she took a photo and showed An Wan, Li Jiaojiao and Yan Chen’s little affair would be ruined.
The green hat she’d painstakingly woven hadn’t even had time to shine yet. If it got nipped in the bud, An Xiaowei swore she’d drink the northwest wind to death.
"They just look alike, right? I don’t think it’s that giegie. That guy is totally devoted to my sister—though she’s not that into him anyway. The entertainment industry is full of handsome men," An Xiaowei deliberately said in a mocking tone.
Ning Moqing fell silent, about to glance at Yan Chen again, when An Xiaowei grabbed her hand.
"Moqing-jie, I want an orange."
The way her big eyes blinked melted Ning Moqing’s heart instantly.
"I’ll get you one," Ning Moqing said, standing up at once.
Once Ning Moqing was gone, An Xiaowei turned to Li Jiaojiao and Yan Chen.
"You two look great together. Wishing you a long and happy relationship~," she said with a sweet smile.
Yan Chen’s expression darkened. That damn girl had ruined his plans one too many times.
This hotpot outing with Li Jiaojiao was meant to repay a favor—and to make up for how he’d wronged her. Lately, Jiaojiao had been so docile and understanding, never clinging to him like before.
It made him itch with temptation. Earlier, when Jiaojiao had dozed off and her head accidentally rested on his shoulder...
For a fleeting moment, he’d wanted to kiss her.
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
