Which man doesn’t enjoy a little cheating on the side?
An Xiaowei could understand it all, but she was firmly on the side of the An sisters, which meant she was destined to clash with Yan Chen in this lifetime.
Oh wait—no, just in this world.
"Huh? Master, are you serious?" Li Jiaojiao was utterly baffled.
"Men are possessive. If you don’t shove the green hat right onto his head, he won’t panic," An Xiaowei’s explanation was brutally effective.
Li Jiaojiao fell silent.
Of course, she wanted to be with Yan Chen—after all, she was a traditional woman. The fact that Yan Chen refused to take responsibility was enough to make her want to grab a knife and slash him.
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Beast!
Yan Chen was nothing but a beast!
"Fine, Master, I’ll listen to you. Where should I go?" Though she had no idea how her master knew Yan Chen’s whereabouts, the mere thought that Yan Chen didn’t truly care about her made Li Jiaojiao’s heart ache.
But if she was going out, this face of hers definitely wouldn’t do.
Still, she steeled herself and stepped out. Yan Chen was waiting for her in the restroom.
So what if he was a big celebrity? He used to have her wrapped around his finger—wouldn’t that always be the case?
The two had picked a romantic movie. An Xiaowei sneaked into a seat behind her sister and saw Li Jiaojiao sitting next to Yan Chen with her fake boyfriend in tow.
"Fine, you doubt me? I’ll die just to prove you wrong."
Who gave Li Jiaojiao the audacity?
An Xiaowei slipped on her sunglasses, her two big curly pigtails draped over her shoulders, her crimson lips curling into a mischievous smirk.
Whose side she was on—wasn’t that obvious?
As for Li Jiaojiao, well, since she knew how to please him, Yan Chen figured keeping her as an underground lover wouldn’t be so bad.
Sure, he was her boyfriend—but only a fake one.
E-girl aesthetic, pink-themed.
"Here, this candy’s amazing. Try it." Li Jiaojiao held out the candy, pressing it to the guy’s lips.
An Xiaowei was quite pleased with her outfit—a black hoodie and fuzzy pants—as she stepped out of the house.
"Anyway, it’s not like you like me."
Yan Chen turned his head away.
An Xiaowei: "…"
Did Yan Chen see her as nothing more than a disposable toy?
An Xiaowei asked An Wan where they were going, since the two had already booked movie tickets.
One glance at the details, and she was stunned.
How dare he treat her like this?
The uncontrollable fury nearly burned away Yan Chen’s rationality—he even forgot about An Wan for a moment.
At that thought, Yan Chen took a deep breath, stood up, and turned to gently ruffle An Wan’s hair.
"So? My makeup skills are pretty good now, right?"
An Wan nodded obediently.
She couldn’t quite figure out what Yan Chen was thinking.
Luckily, even though she hadn’t learned much from Xu Ya, identifying cosmetics was now a piece of cake.
Humming a tune, An Xiaowei plopped a pair of cat-ear Bluetooth headphones onto her head.
To keep an eye on the main couple, she deliberately chose a seat slightly further back.
When Li Jiaojiao received the message, she froze. Before she could reply, two words appeared on her screen:
"Go ahead."
Still in the women’s restroom, where no one else was around, Li Jiaojiao cautiously pulled open the stall door—only to be yanked inside by Yan Chen before she could react.
By now, Li Jiaojiao was fully immersed in her role, tears dripping dramatically.
For Li Jiaojiao, finding a guy to play her fake boyfriend was no big deal. After all, being the male lead’s devoted follower in a male-centric novel still made her a high-quality simp.
"Not bad," Si muttered, unsure how else to respond to An Xiaowei’s antics.
An Xiaowei tidied up, even digging out the original An Xiaowei’s makeup stash to ensure An Wan wouldn’t recognize her.
Though Yan Chen sat beside An Wan, his gaze kept drifting toward Li Jiaojiao.
And Li Jiaojiao, ever the quick learner, had chosen the seat right next to him.
My man’s so domineering—I love it.
Yan Chen’s expression softened, but the moment they left the theater, his face darkened. He quickly sent Li Jiaojiao a text.
Si didn’t say another word, but An Xiaowei could swear she was laughing.
What’s so funny?
Does my face look like a joke to you?
An Xiaowei studied her reflection—delicate, pretty. Definitely not funny-looking.
This was about close-range provocation. Her disciple was devious, but An Xiaowei loved it.
Li Jiaojiao swiftly picked a guy from her contacts to play her fake boyfriend.
Now, he’d made up his mind—he wanted both.
An Xiaowei couldn’t care less. She was her family’s little treasure, and this kind of treatment was unacceptable.
"I didn’t say anything earlier."
Yan Chen’s male ego and jealousy were fueling his rage.
"Can you even do makeup?" Si blurted out, puzzled.
"Jiaojiao, I really do like you. Who said I didn’t? I love you, Jiaojiao. Let’s be together." Yan Chen gripped her hand, his voice low and tender.
An Wan was too busy with her date to type, so she just sent a screenshot—complete with location details.
The original An Xiaowei’s makeup collection could fill entire cabinets.
She’d ordered it all just days ago.
"Nope," Si quickly said.
"You’ve got some nerve, trying to cuckold me? Don’t forget whose woman you are."
Li Jiaojiao clutched her phone, uneasy.
Once An Xiaowei finished her makeup, Si took one look at her heavily painted face and couldn’t help but ask, "Who even are you?"
An Xiaowei glanced at her phone and sent the location to Li Jiaojiao.
Hopping onto her beloved foldable bike, An Xiaowei hummed as she rode to the roadside, locked it up, and hailed a cab to the cinema.
Right now, all he wanted was to drag Li Jiaojiao home and punish her thoroughly.
He’d only made the same mistake any man would—so Yan Chen felt zero guilt.
After everything that had happened…
"Wanwan, I’ll step out for a bit."
Si: "…Em."
"Need me to hook you up with some rat poison?"
She wasn’t stupid. Yan Chen’s sweet talk thrilled her, but something about it felt off.
"Huh? What’s that supposed to mean? Doubting me?" An Xiaowei couldn’t handle this version of Si.
Like this, not even a dog would recognize her.
Li Jiaojiao played her role with convincing intimacy.
The girl who’d been soft and tender in his arms just days ago was now cozying up to another guy.
If An Wan were here, she’d probably be blushing and heart racing.
"I don’t believe it. I don’t! Then what was that girl just now? I don’t buy it."
But Li Jiaojiao was too lost in her act to overthink it. She lowered her eyes, feigning sadness.
It was as if… he’d said the same things to others before.
Sure, she was a simp—but even simps had dignity. She didn’t want to be a backup; she wanted to be Simp No. 1.
"Her? Just a fling. You’re different. With her, it’s nothing. She’s nowhere near as sweet as you."
"Jiaojiao, I want… you."
Yan Chen inhaled her delicate fragrance, recalling that unforgettable night, and lost control.
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…
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
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.”
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.
