A big celebrity calling him "husband"—just the thought of it was enough to send Yan Chen into euphoria. Countless people fantasized about the star right in front of them, but who would’ve guessed that Yan Chen was the real winner in life? The system really knew what it was doing.
If his online gaming partner hadn’t been a V10 player with such a pleasant voice, Yan Chen would never have agreed to meet in person. And when An Wan heard Yan Chen’s smooth, flirtatious tone, her heart raced like a rabbit’s. A rosy blush spread across her cheeks.
Was this inappropriate? But if she didn’t call him that, would Yan Chen get upset?
Might as well go for it.
"Husband~" Her voice was sweet and delicate, dripping with affection.
Yan Chen was thoroughly pleased—even aroused. As expected of a superstar, with her flawless figure and honeyed voice. Absolutely smitten.
Meanwhile, Ning Moqing’s face darkened like the bottom of a scorched pot.
An Wan, the celebrity her father and she had painstakingly promoted, the woman countless elites and A-list male stars couldn’t even glance at, was now in some dingy noodle shop calling a man in cheap jeans and a discount shirt "husband"?
Ning Moqing was so furious she nearly flipped the table.
"Your noodles," the waiter said, placing the bowls in front of them. The greasy vegetables and minced meat floating on top made Ning Moqing’s stomach churn.
"Adding some minced garlic makes it taste better," An Xiaowei remarked calmly.
Best to get used to it.
Know thy enemy—that was the key to victory. She needed to figure out what kind of person this male lead was before deciding how to deal with him.
Ning Moqing was about to storm off when An Xiaowei grabbed her hand. Her fingers were cool, slightly easing Ning Moqing’s rage.
"Don’t rush. Observe first," An Xiaowei typed on her phone, urging patience.
Grudgingly, Ning Moqing buried herself in her noodles. The oiliness of the food, combined with the nauseating sweetness between An Wan and Yan Chen, made her feel like she was drowning in grease.
As the couple finally stood to leave, An Xiaowei quickly pulled Ning Moqing outside. They hid in the car, watching the pair through the window.
Meanwhile, Yan Chen was busy scheming how to trick the celebrity into kissing him.
Beachfront villa… beachfront villa…
Just as he was lost in thought, his phone rang. An Wan perked up her ears as he answered.
"Chen, I’m so hungry today, and my stomach hurts. Can you bring me something to eat?"
A girl’s voice—soft and coquettish.
An Wan’s heart soured with jealousy, though it made sense. Someone as amazing as Yan Chen—handsome, skilled at gaming—was bound to attract attention.
Noticing her stare, Yan Chen instinctively explained, "That’s just my childhood friend."
Sure, the childhood friend came from money, but An Wan was a superstar. Yan Chen knew which one mattered more. Besides, that so-called friend had looked down on him before. Now that he was hot, she came crawling back.
Women. Hmph.
So there was another girl. An Wan bit her lip as Yan Chen hung up.
"Is she pretty?"
"Average," Yan Chen replied. He wasn’t naturally smooth—all his charming lines came straight from the system.
An Wan studied his thin lips. Surely no one had kissed them yet.
Now that he had her as his girlfriend, he shouldn’t be flirting around.
The jealousy burned. She needed to mark her territory.
Rising onto her toes, An Wan leaned in—
Yan Chen’s eyes widened.
Here it comes!
The beachfront villa was within reach, delivered by a star who couldn’t resist him.
He closed his eyes, waiting for the soft press of her lips—
But nothing came.
When he opened them again, a cold-faced girl was pulling An Wan away.
An Wan froze, mortified.
Had her little sister just seen everything?
"Big Sis Ning needs you. She’s in the car," An Xiaowei said, pointing to the vehicle where Ning Moqing’s head peeked out from the window.
Flustered, An Wan threw Yan Chen a quick goodbye, slapped on her mask, and hurried into the car.
Damn it! Why were Xiaowei and Ning Moqing here?
Yan Chen’s heart sank. The beachfront villa was gone. Worse, the system’s task had a time limit. If he didn’t complete it within three hours, he’d face an electric shock punishment.
Glaring at the little girl who ruined his plans, he forced a charming smile.
"Hi, I’m Yan Chen."
He extended his hand. An Wan’s sister seemed young and naive. With his charisma, she’d surely fall for him too.
Ever since the system chose him, it had always been this way. Girls on the street swooned at the sight of him. He loved the admiration—what man didn’t? But he was loyal. His heart belonged to An Wan.
"Mm. Got it," An Xiaowei said flatly.
Then she suddenly pulled out her phone. "Add me on WeChat?"
Holy—
Was An Wan’s little sister into him?
Yan Chen’s mind raced, but no—he could only love one person in this lifetime.
This cute girl would have to settle for calling him "brother-in-law."
Though if she wanted to act spoiled, he wouldn’t mind.
Snapping back to reality, he met An Xiaowei’s gaze—icy, penetrating, as if she could see right through him.
An Xiaowei had once been a man. She understood men like Yan Chen all too well.
Most were just losers, but Yan Chen? He had been chosen by the system.
Studying him, she suddenly noticed a golden halo glowing above his head.
The protagonist’s aura?
It was so bright it nearly blinded her.
"This is my WeChat. I’ve liked An Wan for a long time. If you ever need help with anything, just reach out. I’ll take care of it."
With the system backing him, Yan Chen’s tone carried an unshakable confidence.
If he’d known his online crush was a superstar, he would’ve borrowed money for a high-end restaurant.
But the system had only been with him for a few days. The money from his gaming streams wasn’t withdrawable yet.
"Sure," An Xiaowei replied with a hollow smile.
She knew she had just sabotaged Yan Chen’s mission.
But if he succeeded, the original An Xiaowei’s soul wouldn’t be satisfied.
A-Si had told her—the higher the task completion, the more soul-light An Xiaowei might provide.
So she had to crush this romance before it even began.
Without another word, An Xiaowei turned and got into Ning Moqing’s car, where An Wan was already arguing furiously.
"How am I being delusional? Ning Moqing, you know me! I don’t like those fake industry people with their plastic faces. Yan Chen is different—handsome, deep. I love him!"
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
iving with nine beautiful women. [Ding! Welcome back to the Joyous Sect, Host…] Lin Yu: ??? I’m clearly in a shared rental, but you’re saying I’m in the Joyous Sect? Watering plants is now [Tending to Spiritual Flora]? Cooking becomes [Researching Elixirs]? Making the bed turns into [Setting Up Formations]? A gentle and innocent auntie, twin classmates, a mysterious hacker girl on leave, a severely socially anxious artist, an elementary school Chinese teacher, a community hospital nurse, a pet shop owner, an antique clock restorer… This system… is kinda interesting.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
ng, and even slandered me for harassing the waitress. You all need to stand up for me, your boss! @everyone!" Special Forces King Lin Chen: "No useless messages in the main group! Message retracted!" An Yi: "Damn it! Poker face, give me the group admin rights!" Martial Arts Emperor Fang Jueming: "Master, what happened? I'm coming to save you!" Disowned Young Master Bai Xiu: "I finally got three months of sleep, and you woke me up with that @. What did you retract?" Reincarnator Chen Bing: "Can't even handle such a trivial matter? Boss, don't blame me for looking down on you (pushes glasses up)." Reborn Shangguan Qianqian: "Oh, harassing a waitress? Does Mu Xuan know about this?" An Yi: "No, it's not like that, Qianqian, let me explain!" Poison Doctor Zhang Fan: "Ahem, need some sterilization drugs? I just learned a new recipe, works pretty well." Sword Saint Xiao Ye: "A sword will do the trick, guaranteed not a drop of blood." Fire God Ye Tian: "Let's think about how to save An Yi. Is he in danger? I'm not too familiar with the rules of your world." Son-in-law Dragon Long Aoyun: "Already gathered 100,000 troops, on the way." An Yi: "..." An Yi: "@Son-in-law Dragon Long Aoyun, bro, no, don't be impulsive, just transfer some money!"
