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.
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
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…
ave】 Shen Qingling was a man with peerless looks, a cunning mind, and the ability to play both the aloof noble and the innocent sweetheart—a master of seduction who could outplay any player. But after an untimely death, he found himself bound to a system and transmigrated into the tragic "true young master" of a melodramatic novel. In the original story, his childhood sweetheart treated him as a backup plan, his fiancée swore to break off their engagement for the sake of the "fake young master," and his own sister saw him as the family's disgrace. He was nothing more than a rat everyone wanted to stomp on. System 077: "Your mission is to change the original fate and conquer the goddesses." Shen Qingling: "Thanks for the invite. If seduction had tiers, I’d be max level." His childhood sweetheart knelt, begging for forgiveness: "Qingling, I was wrong. Please give me another chance." His ex-fiancée refused to marry anyone else: "Shen Qingling, I was blind before. In this life, I’ll marry no one but you." A yandere CEO went mad for love: "Shen Qingling, you can only like me. I’ll stop at nothing to make you mine!" His green-tea sister clung to him daily: "Brother, look at me, won’t you? I’m more obedient than them—I love you the most~" At first, they scorned and trampled on him. Later, they burned themselves like moths to a flame, all for his sake. His looks were his weapon, his sweet words the bait—heroines obsessed over him, villains turned to madness for him. Shen Qingling became a true male siren, igniting battlefield after battlefield of women fighting for his affection. Years later, when System 077—now one of the elites—was asked how to become as outstanding as it, it lazily exhaled a smoke ring and replied: "Just know how to cheer ‘666’ at the right time."
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!
