“Still awake? Come in.”
In truth, Little Yu didn’t feel like it had been long at all—if anything, it felt too soon. Right now, she was even considering backing out.
Earlier, caught in a rush of impulsiveness, Little Yu had put on the intimate attire recommended by the shopkeeper.
Now, just standing outside Su Luo’s door, her heart was already racing, her thoughts dwindling to almost nothing.
Hearing Su Luo’s voice, Little Yu entered his room in a daze, her movements stiff and mechanical.
Su Luo noticed her unusual behavior. “What’s wrong?”
“N-Nothing.”
“You can’t fool me. Your face is practically burning up.”
“It’s not that bad.”
Seeing Su Luo, Little Yu’s mind snapped back—only to veer into the opposite extreme, flooded with chaotic thoughts that left her even more speechless.
Finally, mustering her courage, she asked, “Um, Su Luo… do you think I’m pretty?”
“Of course you are. You should have more confidence in that, Little Yu.”
Encouraged, Little Yu gripped the edges of her collar, hesitating to reveal what lay beneath.
Su Luo, baffled by her actions, poured her a cup of tea. “Whatever it is, you can tell me. Relax—it’s not like I’d do anything to you.”
He even joked to ease her tension.
“Sorry…”
Despite his words, Little Yu couldn’t overcome her nerves. Overwhelmed by shyness, she buried herself under the blankets on Su Luo’s bed, hiding from his sight.
I need to cool down… I can’t face him like this.
This is too embarrassing. I shouldn’t have worn this outfit so soon.
But as she lay there, something felt… off.
She lifted the blanket.
And found Jiang Ningshu and Yun beneath it.
Neither of them had expected things to unfold this way.
At first, Little Yu was confused—Why are they here? But then, realizing what she was wearing underneath, she panicked.
If they see it… I’ll die of shame!
Without a second thought, she bolted from the room, determined to change before anyone noticed.
Her speed left Su Luo stunned. He had been ready to explain, but now…
Meanwhile, the exposed Jiang Ningshu and Yun sat up, equally perplexed. Shouldn’t we be the ones running away?
“So… what’s going on?” Su Luo rubbed his temples, unable to process why Little Yu had fled.
“It’s fine. We’ll explain things to her,” Yun said.
“The real question is, why did you two make this so complicated?”
Su Luo shot them a glance. What was the point of hiding in the first place?
“Hahaha…” Yun laughed awkwardly.
Jiang Ningshu, however, remained unbothered. She suspected Little Yu’s departure had nothing to do with them. And judging by Little Yu’s earlier behavior… something else was clearly going on.
Also…
What was she even doing in Su Luo’s room so late? Jiang Ningshu couldn’t help but wonder.
“Alright, I noticed Little Yu was acting strange earlier. Let’s all rest for now and figure this out tomorrow.”
Su Luo felt Little Yu genuinely needed time to calm down. While she was usually shy, tonight had been excessive.
The thought saddened him. After all this time, why does she still get so flustered around me?
Shouldn’t closeness bring ease, not hesitation? She should be able to tell me anything.
After sending Jiang Ningshu and Yun away, Su Luo considered checking on Little Yu.
I said we’d wait till morning… but maybe just a quick peek? She really didn’t seem okay earlier.
Just as he was about to leave, Little Yu returned.
Now in different clothes, she looked noticeably more at ease.
But she was puzzled. “Where are Yun and the others?”
“Oh, I told them to go back.”
“What were they doing earlier?”
Su Luo winced. How am I supposed to explain this convincingly?
They should’ve been the ones to clarify.
“Well…”
After a lengthy, unfiltered retelling of events, he finished lamely, “Do you… believe me?”
He wasn’t even sure he believed it.
But Little Yu answered without hesitation. “Of course. Why wouldn’t I? Have you ever lied to me before?”
“Don’t assume that. There might be times I’ve twisted the truth for my own benefit—omitting key details is still a form of deception.”
Su Luo couldn’t guarantee he’d never misled her, and he wanted her to understand that.
“If it’s for your sake, then it’s okay if you lie to me.” Little Yu mimicked Su Luo’s usual head pats, gently smoothing his hair. “To me, your well-being is mine.”
Su Luo was speechless. He tapped her head lightly. “Sometimes, you say things that hit hard.”
If anyone else had said it, he wouldn’t have trusted their words.
But this was Little Yu.
And that was why it moved him.
“What do you mean, ‘hit hard’?”
“Words that pierce straight through my heart.”
“Su Luo, you’re exaggerating.” Little Yu beamed.
Then Su Luo remembered something. “By the way… what was up with you earlier?”
“N-Nothing…”
“Now you’re the one lying.”
“I’m not! It’s just… just…” She fumbled, unable to articulate it.
Su Luo wouldn’t push her. “Alright, alright. Just teasing. You don’t have to say.”
“It’s not that! I just… can’t say it yet.”
“I know. You’ll tell me when the time’s right.”
“Mm. I promise I will.”
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The next day, Yun tried to explain things to Little Yu.
“No need. Su Luo already told me everything.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah. I understand now.”
Good. Yun was relieved Little Yu hadn’t overthought it.
“Speaking of which… why did you run off yesterday?”
“Ah… it’s nothing, really.” Little Yu dodged the question.
This only fueled Yun’s curiosity. She pressed further, but no matter how she probed, Little Yu refused to answer.
Eventually, Yun gave up. She couldn’t force it out of her.
The four of them continued their journey home.
Along the way, they encountered plenty of bizarre incidents—but overcame them all smoothly.
Though Yun and Jiang Ningshu didn’t get along, they maintained civility, avoiding outright clashes.
Of the group, Little Yu was the happiest.
Experiencing all these adventures with Su Luo was pure joy.
Finally, after much travel and trials…
They arrived at the Heavenly Demon Sect.
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!
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!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
