Due to drinking alcohol, Tang Yu called for two of Tang's bodyguards to drive him home.
Driving under the influence is a no-go!
Drinking and then driving is equally forbidden!
In every urban thriller novel, there's always a villain who dies from drunk driving!
To survive until the end, one must have enough safety awareness to escape the protagonist's clutches!
After waiting for a black Rolls-Royce to arrive, Tang Yu carried Su Muyue and sat together in the back seat.
One of the bodyguards then got out of the car to drive his own back to the Tang residence.
The two luxury cars driving one after the other made Tang Yu feel quite good.
Being a rich man, it's truly awesome.
If only this world didn't have Ye Chen, it would be even more perfect!
Su Muyue, who was drunk, had a charmingly flushed face, looking much cuter than her usual stern expression.
She suddenly giggled, her head leaning onto Tang Yu's shoulder.
"Move over," Tang Yu pushed her head away without hesitation.
The bodyguard driving saw this scene in the rearview mirror and almost drove the car into the river.
Goodness gracious.
Is this still the usual simp young master?
In the past, he was a dedicated simp for three years, no matter the weather.
Even the most loyal dogs would admire him, saying, "You're the true master of simping."
He had also heard from other colleagues that they had seen the young master licking Su Muyue's high heels.
Even Tang Yu's father, once fed up with his son's lack of dignity, had given him a thorough beating.
That day, it's said that several belts were broken, sending the young master to the hospital.
Yet the next day, the young master sneaked out of the hospital, carrying a bouquet of roses, to wait for Su Muyue to finish work.
Pushed away, Su Muyue just giggled foolishly and stuck to Tang Yu again.
She said in an unbelievably sweet and tender voice, "I just want to stick to you."
"???"
Tang Yu was full of question marks, then remembered.
This woman, when she was very young, lost her mother to cancer.
Her father, Su Chongshan, was a very strong-willed man, busy reviving the Su family and had little time to accompany her, yet was extremely strict with her.
In loneliness and pressure, she developed a stubborn and competitive nature, becoming colder and more independent.
This cold facade shielded her, keeping everyone at bay while also protecting her.
But once drunk, she would completely shed this mask, revealing her weak and clingy side, like a trusting puppy.
But why are you showing this side to me?!
"Damn, why are you getting handsy?"
Seeing Su Muyue about to climb onto him, Tang Yu tried to push her away.
But he overestimated himself.
Due to the author's idiotic setup, as a villain, he was just an ordinary rich and handsome guy with very low combat power.
While as the first female lead, Su Muyue had some martial arts skills.
She could handle two or three big men without breaking a sweat.
With combat power even lower than a big man, Tang Yu trying to wrestle with her was just asking for humiliation!
After climbing onto him, Su Muyue giggled.
"Come on, give me a kiss."
She pouted and started shaking her head, inching closer to Tang Yu.
"Damn, don't come over! Old Wang, pull her off!"
Tang Yu struggled but his hands were pinned down.
He could only shake his head to dodge.
If she really gave him a full-on kiss, when she sobered up, she'd probably kill him.
"Young master, I'm driving, can't help you on the highway," the bodyguard said, munching on the drama, inwardly mocking his young master.
What the hell, a beauty throwing herself at you and you're playing hard to get?
If you're so tough, why be a simp for three years?
After Tang Yu's continuous struggles, Su Muyue missed his lips a few times.
But Tang Yu's face wasn't spared, left with several red lipstick marks.
Satisfied after a few kisses, she let out a drunken burp and stared at Tang Yu.
"I kissed you so many times, why didn't you kiss me?"
"Are you this wild??"
Tang Yu was almost in tears.
Damn, how could she be like this?
This isn't Su Muyue, this is a thirsty female demon!
"Who told you not to simp for me anymore? You promised to simp for me forever! You lied."
Su Muyue pouted, her tone a bit sad.
"But I simped for three years and got nothing."
"Then why not try simping for three more years?"
"What if I did?"
"You'd become a big simp."
Su Muyue giggled.
"..." Tang Yu felt this woman was really drunk, her mood swings were insane.
Su Muyue suddenly pressed her face against Tang Yu's, rubbing it gently, and said in a pout.
"I'm sorry, I know you're upset, so how about I simp for you? Don't ignore me, okay?"
Her sudden coquettishness caught Tang Yu off guard.
But a few seconds after saying that, she fell asleep on Tang Yu.
Tang Yu let out a long sigh, this woman finally calmed down.
If she kept it up, his pure and chaste body would have been ruined.
After another ten minutes of driving, they finally arrived at the Tang residence.
Tang Yu didn't plan to send Su Muyue back; she was too drunk, and it would be hard to explain to the Su family.
With the Tang house being so big, there was no shortage of space for her to rest.
As soon as he got out of the car with Su Muyue on his back, Tang Yu saw his father, Tang Gangcheng, standing at the entrance.
Tang Gangcheng's face was as dark as coal.
Half an hour ago, while resting at home and playing with his phone, an old friend sent him a video link.
He clicked on it and saw his son looking lewdly with four women, drinking.
The guy was even shouting something like, "I'm not a scumbag, I just want to give them a home."
This infuriated him.
This little bastard, I just arranged a marriage for him, and he's already showing his true colors?
Now seeing Tang Yu carrying a woman with lipstick marks all over his face, he slowly pulled out his belt.
Father sees son not dead, pulls out Seven Wolves.
"Damn, dad, stay calm."
Tang Yu almost jumped in fright, guessing what his father was about to do!
"Calm? You're quite something, huh? Just got engaged, and you're already showing your true nature? Bringing a woman home to play?"
Tang Gangcheng sneered, gripping the belt tightly.
"This isn't just anyone, it's Su Muyue."
"I was drinking with her, that short video was just for fun, Qin Ming asked me to help shoot it to gain followers."
Tang Yu quickly shifted the blame.
Tang Gangcheng stared for a few moments, realizing it was indeed his future daughter-in-law.
This softened his expression, slowly putting the belt back.
Several bodyguards hiding around also came out, looking a bit awkward.
They were arranged by Tang Gangcheng to prevent Tang Yu from running away.
Tang Yu's mother, Xie Hongying, also came out, holding a box of Yunnan Baiyao.
"Wow, a one-stop service for getting beaten and treated."
] [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!"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
