Zhang Hanyun was kicked and nearly stumbled.
Yet he wasn’t angry. Brushing the dust off his robe, he stood firm.
"It’s fine. I’m not in a hurry—I’m very patient," he said with a faint smile.
Little Wei eyed the man who clung like a persistent ghost and pursed her lips. "I don’t do gay stuff."
That kind of thing sounded way too terrifying.
"What ‘gay stuff’? You’re not even…" Zhang Hanyun looked her up and down.
"You’re a girl."
He couldn’t have misjudged that.
Though if she were a man, it’d be possible, but since she wasn’t, what was the problem?
Zhang Hanyun felt utterly baffled.
"I…" Little Wei was now certain Zhang Hanyun wasn’t from this world. His tone didn’t sound like anyone she knew.
Her roommates were all too busy to mess around with her like this.
She still kind of wanted to drown him in the river.
"Just leave. Don’t come back here again, or else… You don’t want me to stab you, do you?" For some reason, the sight of this man filled her with intense irritation.
Zhang Hanyun glanced at the dagger in her hand.
"Ah, I’m scared now," he deadpanned.
His flat tone made Little Wei realize her weapon held no threat at all. Frustrated, she kicked him again.
"Get lost." She even bent to pick up a brick nearby.
Meanwhile, Zhang Huan hadn’t gained any advantage with Mu Miao either and could only call out to Zhang Hanyun to retreat. Zhang Hanyun gave Little Wei one last look before leaving.
Little Wei hurled a pebble at his retreating figure, watching the ripples spread across the creek. Then it hit her—
"Hey, Si, you’d know this guy’s identity, right?"
"I don’t." Si had spent ages searching but found nothing about him.
One thing was clear: he wasn’t from this novel’s world.
His claim of being Zhang Huan’s son was definitely fake.
Si narrowed her eyes slightly. There was something familiar about him, but she couldn’t place it. Could he be someone she and Gu Wei knew?
But after thousands of years, Si had encountered too many people and events.
She really couldn’t recall.
"The company’s system might have his info, but if he’s not a direct threat to you, I can’t investigate further."
Little Wei: "…"
"I don’t think he wants to kill me, but a man—ugh, he is a man—trying to possess me? Si, save me, I don’t wanna live this time." She fake-sobbed.
"Most men would find that exciting, no?" Si found her exaggerated reaction amusing.
Mainly because the little brat was clearly hamming it up again.
"Who told you that? I’ll beat them to death." Little Wei shuddered at the thought.
"Your previous hosts?" It suddenly dawned on her.
Wait, was Si some kind of expert in handling gay men? How terrifying. Unlike her, who only knew how to cherish her jiejie.
"Huh? My previous hosts? They were all sorts, but none like you." Si skimmed through past host data. Even when working for them, interactions were minimal.
After all, none were like Gu Wei.
Gu Wei was her ol’—well, now she’d call her wife.
"Other systems handle those cases, though. Some specialize in hosts like that," Si added, recalling past meetings.
"I see." After bickering with Si, Little Wei tiptoed toward Mu Miao, who was lounging lazily on a rattan chair.
Before she could pounce, Mu Miao’s lips moved.
"Disciple?"
Little Wei froze mid-reach, then pulled back, coughing lightly.
"It’s me."
"What do you think of the Zhang family’s marriage proposal? I’d like your thoughts." Mu Miao was clearly still troubled by Zhang Huan’s offer.
In the past, she might’ve agreed—the Zhangs weren’t poor, after all.
But now…
"No." Little Wei refused outright, grabbing Mu Miao’s hand.
Her hand was warm and soft, comforting to touch.
"I can’t bear to leave you, Master." She smiled sweetly.
Mu Miao immediately yanked her hand back, turning away as a blush crept from her ears down her neck.
"Don’t say such things." She bit her lower lip, fingers fidgeting.
Mu Miao tried to evade, but Little Wei wouldn’t let her. She shifted to face her, crouching slightly with a radiant grin.
"I just genuinely don’t want to be apart from you, Master. Are you overthinking this?"
Mu Miao’s face burned hotter. Though she couldn’t see her disciple’s expression, the teasing lilt in her voice was unmistakable.
"You’ve become unruly," Mu Miao grumbled.
"Let’s drop that. I have a question, Master." Little Wei turned serious for once.
"What is it?"
Little Wei pressed her lips together, twisting her fingers before speaking.
"If I made Su Qingyun return your eyes… would you accept it?"
"No, that’s—that’s not right. Su Qingyun, she’s…" Mu Miao looked pained.
"Ridiculous, right? Master, she’s selfish. What has she even done with your eyes? You could’ve healed others, but now you can’t."
Little Wei’s heart ached for Mu Miao. This was her beloved Mo Qing jiejie—albeit a kinder version.
Mu Miao hesitated for a long time.
"No one but me could perform such a surgery."
"I’ll hire the best physicians from the capital!" Little Wei insisted.
Mu Miao still wavered, until Little Wei finally snapped.
"Do you know what she’s using your eyes for?"
She was fuming.
She then recounted everything she’d seen the male and female leads doing, like a tattling schoolkid.
The details were anything but proper. Little Wei gestured wildly, leaving Mu Miao so flustered she covered her face.
"Little Wei, such words shouldn’t be spoken aloud!" Mu Miao stammered, thoroughly mortified.
This disciple had no sense of shame!
No decent person would dare listen to this.
"What? I’m not wrong. They’re yours. Hear me? Even if you refuse, I’m putting them back." Little Wei huffed, fierce now.
A faint smile flickered across Mu Miao’s delicate face.
"Fine, I’ll listen. But you must ask Miss Su’s opinion first."
Little Wei smirked. She’d never listen to Su Qingyun.
That female lead was impossible to reason with. Next time, she’d bring more bricks—that’d make her see sense real quick.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
