Or maybe she was aware of it and simply enjoying it.
That sounded pretty twisted.
Si shuddered.
If it was the second scenario, she really didn’t know how to judge Zhao Xi anymore.
“I was going to ask Zhao Xi about her family, but who knew the girls’ dorm would be like this…” Little Wei was covered in goosebumps.
If she barged in, should she clap or do something else?
Little Wei was torn.
But then again, she thought that would be too boring.
She pushed the window open from the outside and peeked in.
“What are you guys doing? Need me to join?”
“Ah—!”
Zhao Xi was startled by the voice—after all, this was the seventh floor.
Her face turned pale as she used her clothes to cover what little she could, trembling like a fragile little flower in the autumn wind.
On the other hand, Xu Yichen remained much calmer, leisurely putting his clothes back on.
“If you’re into it, sure,” Xu Yichen said with a faint smirk.
He knew his own charm.
Since childhood, he had been adored by pretty maids, and as he grew older, his tastes expanded to all kinds of beauties. Zhao Xi was one of them, but Jiang Xixi in front of him wasn’t bad either.
Especially in that striking red dress—it was hard to miss.
Little Wei could see right through Xu Yichen’s thoughts and let out a dry laugh.
“You should just wash up and go to sleep, you horndog.”
Xu Yichen frowned.
What did “horndog” mean?
Meanwhile, Zhao Xi’s face darkened at the insult.
“Don’t you dare talk about him like that. You don’t know anything,” Zhao Xi snapped at Little Wei.
Little Wei had ruined her fun more than once, and this time was even worse.
Did she really think Zhao Xi, a feng shui master, was just for show?
Did she think Zhao Xi was some pushover?
With that, Zhao Xi raised her hand to draw a talisman, but Xu Yichen stopped her.
“Don’t tire yourself over something so trivial,” he said soothingly.
Zhao Xi blushed, her anger momentarily forgotten.
“Okay, I’ll wait for you here.”
Xu Yichen planted a light kiss on Zhao Xi’s forehead before turning to Little Wei.
“Let’s find a better place for this,” he said to Jiang Xixi.
“Oh.” Little Wei glanced at Zhao Xi, who was still scrambling to dress.
“So tiny. I don’t even know how you managed,” Little Wei remarked casually.
Zhao Xi nearly lunged at her.
“At least I have something. Do you?”
Her words struck Little Wei like a dagger to the heart.
“But I’m younger,” Little Wei retorted smugly.
Before Zhao Xi could pounce, Little Wei darted away.
“Little Nailuo, give me the staff,” Little Wei called into the void.
Little Nailuo huffed. “Oh, now I’m your precious?”
“Ow! Si, stop kicking me! I was joking, okay? QAQ”
Little Nailuo was on the verge of tears.
Was there no justice in this world?
Still, she quickly handed the staff over.
Any delay, and things might have gone south.
Xu Yichen’s aura was intense.
Had he gained some new power? He didn’t seem as afraid of her as before.
But when he saw the staff in Little Wei’s hand, his pupils shrank involuntarily.
That thing was terrifying.
Every ghost would fear it—yet here it was, wielded by a ghost.
How did that make any sense?
Xu Yichen stared at Little Wei.
He needed to get that staff away from her.
With that thought, he followed her outside the city.
As a ghost king, Xu Yichen couldn’t fly indefinitely, so by the time they reached the outskirts, he had expended a lot of energy.
He had run the whole way.
If ghosts could sweat, he’d be drenched.
Still, Xu Yichen was shocked.
Jiang Xixi’s soul was weak, yet her power didn’t match her condition at all.
Smirking, he put on what he thought was a charming smile.
“Jiang Xixi,” he called softly.
Little Wei: ?
Just hearing his voice made her skin crawl.
“Get lost,” she snapped. She had no interest in dealing with this ghost.
She had standards—her partner should at least be a god. Anything less was just pathetic.
“We could be together,” Xu Yichen pressed.
Little Wei: …
Before she could recover from the absurdity, he spoke again.
“Xixi.”
Even though it wasn’t her name, Little Wei’s goosebumps multiplied tenfold.
“Shut the hell up,” she growled, her patience gone.
What the actual hell?
But Xu Yichen didn’t understand. He thought she was just flustered.
When Little Wei swung her staff at him, he still didn’t get why she was mad.
Women usually threw themselves at him.
A single glance, and they’d fall into his arms.
But Little Wei was different.
More interesting than Zhao Xi.
Xu Yichen dodged her attack and appeared behind her.
“You’re amusing. I like that.”
Little Wei’s lips twitched. “Did you spill a whole vat of cooking oil on yourself?”
How could someone be this full of themselves and this cringey?
His narcissism was on another level—even she couldn’t compete.
Sighing, she called out to Si.
“Si.”
Si sounded puzzled. “Why are you calling me now?”
Little Wei smirked. “Oh, you’re so considerate. You actually answered. Be a good girl and come to my room tonight.”
Si: …
“You need medication,” Si deadpanned.
Xu Yichen’s delusions were one thing—he was a general in his past life, revered by women and favored by the emperor.
But flirting? That wasn’t his thing.
War was his expertise.
“Hmph, I’m mad now,” Little Wei muttered, gripping her staff.
But then it hit her.
Xu Yichen.
He was probably the male lead.
A ghost of his caliber was rare, and the ghost-human pairing was a classic trope in romance novels.
If not for her, Zhao Xi and Xu Yichen would’ve teamed up to take Jiang Xixi down.
At their peak, they’d be unstoppable.
“Si, would killing the male lead cause problems?” Little Wei wondered aloud.
“You can’t kill him anyway,” Si replied.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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u serious?" Chen Feng watched helplessly as his painstakingly trained disciple, fresh off a championship victory, publicly abandoned him. "You had your chance, but you didn’t appreciate it. Now, face the consequences of your choice!" Chen Feng possessed the "Master System," a treasure trove of supreme martial arts techniques, capable of molding ordinary individuals into peerless prodigies. "Legs like yours? A shame not to train in the Crippling Kick." "Ever heard of a palm strike that descends from the heavens?" "Auntie! I see extraordinary bone structure in you—a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand." The once-defiant senior disciple, now watching her juniors rise to fame one after another, dominating the internet, was consumed by endless regret.
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
