Evening.
"Brother-in-law, sis? What's up with you two?"
Leng Ling'er looked curiously at Gu Yan and Leng Qingqiu, who were holding hands with slightly unnatural expressions.
She wasn’t sure if it was just her imagination, but it felt like their relationship had somehow deepened.
Gu Yan cleared his throat lightly. "It's nothing. Don’t ask too many questions, kid."
Leng Qingqiu avoided looking at Gu Yan and straightened her expression. "Ling'er, weren’t you supposed to be training? Did you finish already?"
Leng Ling'er shrank back slightly. "Uh... Didn’t we say we’re going to the Gu Family for New Year’s Eve tonight?"
"And, brother-in-law, Xingxing and Ning Qian have nowhere to go, and Qionglan’s dad is away on a business trip, so her house is empty too."
She turned her hopeful gaze toward Gu Yan. "Brother-in-law... Can I bring them along...?"
"Oh, right."
Gu Yan suddenly remembered—he had told Old Gao to pick them up in the evening.
Given the time, they should be arriving soon. He’d gotten so caught up in being affectionate with Qingqiu that he’d almost forgotten.
He glanced at Leng Ling'er, then at Ning Qian, Xingxing, and Bai Qionglan, who were staring at her eagerly.
Tsk. Was this girl trying to build a harem in place of Xiao Lin?
Gu Yan’s lips twitched, but after a moment’s thought, he smiled at Bai Qionglan and the others. "Sure, come along. The more, the merrier."
"The car’s outside. Let’s head straight there."
Hearing this, Leng Ling'er beamed and grabbed the two of them, pulling them toward the door. "Yay! Brother-in-law, you’re the best!"
Now that Gu Yan had agreed, Leng Qingqiu sighed helplessly. "You know, Ling'er used to be full of hostility toward you when you first met."
Gu Yan chuckled, holding Leng Qingqiu’s hand as they followed. "Haha, I think I understand Ling'er."
"Oh? Gu Yan, do you have an older sister too?"
"No."
He tightened his grip on her hand and looked at her softly. "If we ever have a child—especially a daughter—I’d probably hate the guy who tries to take her away from us too."
A... a daughter?
A child?
The moment those words left his mouth, Leng Qingqiu’s face flushed bright red.
From a biological standpoint...
Having a child required the combination of sperm and egg...
Why was Gu Yan suddenly bringing this up...?
Mmm... Could it be... that he was thinking about... doing that?
[...? How did you jump to that conclusion?]
Xiao Leng suddenly popped up in her mind, speaking coldly.
It had to be that!
Leng Qingqiu’s face burned hotter.
"Qingqiu? Qingqiu?"
Even after getting into the car, her mind was still racing with wild thoughts.
Xiao Leng... What should I do? I’ve never learned about this... I don’t know how...
[...I repeat, why are you even thinking about this...?]
No, I need to read up on it first. Maybe there are books that explain it.
Ah, right! Romance novels probably have similar scenes—I can learn from those.
What do you think, Xiao Leng?
[...I swear you’re not listening to a word I say...]
Ugh... It’s all Gu Yan’s fault for making me act so weird.
[...?]
By the time they arrived at the Gu Family’s residence, Leng Qingqiu finally snapped out of it.
While Leng Ling'er and the others went inside, she tugged at Gu Yan’s sleeve, her voice trembling with embarrassment.
"Gu Yan, no! We can’t... We can’t talk about having a child until after we’re married!"
That’s right.
After much deliberation, she realized she wasn’t ready yet.
Having said that, she quickly let go and hurried inside.
Gu Yan: "??"
Having a child? Marriage?
What was Qingqiu talking about?
He thought back to what he’d just said and froze.
Wait, wait, wait.
Was Qingqiu implying... that after marriage, they could... do that?!
Gasp!
Realization struck him, and he immediately chased after her, shouting, "Qingqiu! Let’s get married today then!"
"Get lost!"
......
......
That night, the Gu Family’s grand estate was filled with warmth and harmony.
Soft lighting illuminated the carefully arranged furniture, every detail exuding the coziness of home.
Leng Ling'er was a natural at lifting the mood, making Su Murong and Gu Tianming laugh nonstop.
After dinner, in the living room—
Gu Yan sat on a plush sofa, surrounded by Leng Qingqiu and the others.
"Yan'er, your mother and I will be leaving for a trip tomorrow."
"We’re leaving the house in your hands."
Gu Tianming sat across from him, speaking with a tone of solemn responsibility.
Gu Yan nodded helplessly. "Yeah, yeah. Have fun, Dad."
Ever since Gu Tianming stepped down as head of the Gu Family, his desire to whisk Su Murong away on trips had become increasingly blatant.
Su Murong, meanwhile, took Leng Qingqiu’s hand and smiled warmly. "Qingqiu, since we’ll be away, the house will be empty. Feel free to come stay and keep Yan'er company whenever you like."
At those words, Leng Qingqiu—still thinking about the earlier "pre-marriage" discussion—blushed and stammered, "...Got it, Mom..."
"Haha, brother-in-law, check out this New Year’s Eve gala—it’s so fun!"
"Honestly, it looks like martial artists are putting on the performances!"
Leng Ling'er pointed excitedly at the TV.
Gu Yan glanced at the screen.
This world also had New Year’s Eve galas similar to those in his previous life.
The format was nearly identical—host introductions, followed by a lineup of scheduled performances.
But this time... the content was unusual.
For starters, the audience was noticeably smaller than usual, and every pair of eyes carried an intense, battle-hardened sharpness.
The performances themselves were even stranger.
One moment, there were performers soaring through the air without any safety measures.
The next, a massive, mountain-like beast was unleashed for a ferocious display.
Then came dazzling pyrotechnics, weaving flames into intricate patterns.
The bizarre yet spectacular acts sent viewership ratings skyrocketing.
Even more bizarrely—
Every single TV channel was broadcasting the exact same program.
Gu Yan seemed to realize something.
His expression grew serious, his gaze turning contemplative.
So... it’s finally happening, huh?
As time passed, the clock struck midnight.
The gala reached its conclusion.
But instead of the usual closing remarks—
A man in a white uniform, a starburst emblem pinned to his chest, appeared on screen.
He stood before a microphone.
Soon, his grave voice echoed through every broadcast across the nation.
"This world... has another side to it!"
"Martial artists... are real!"
And with that, the second year began.
Gu Yan took a deep breath.
His next plan... could now officially begin...
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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】
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
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!
