"Alright, since I've successfully made the first dish from the recipe, it's time to reward myself~"
Xie Yuyan muttered to herself, her demeanor gradually shifting. Her usual tone now carried a hint of desire.
So, should I pick Ye Feng's shirt or his jacket today? It's a shame he secretly hid his underwear—what a lack of trust!
Xie Yuyan grumbled. She had previously searched for more masculine items when Ye Feng wasn't home, but after a thorough search of his room, she found no trace of anything. In the end, she gave up, waiting for Ye Feng to slip up and reveal something.
......
"Tap, tap, tap"
Just as Xie Yuyan was about to embark on a thrilling adventure in her treasure-hunting grounds, she heard faint footsteps in the hallway of her floor.
As an experienced assassin, Xie Yuyan could tell the footsteps belonged to a man. From her time living here, she had gathered information about the residents on this floor, and none of the male occupants would return at this hour. Moreover, the sound of the footsteps suggested the person was full of vigor, and there was even a faint sense of familiarity.
Wait! Ye Feng is still in class at this time—it couldn't be him... Could it be...
Just as Xie Yuyan was about to peek through the peephole, the footsteps suddenly stopped right outside her door. Xie Yuyan froze in place, not daring to breathe.
Is it really them? How did they find me? Or did I unknowingly leave a clue I wasn't aware of?
No! I absolutely cannot be discovered... Ye Feng hasn't even tasted the dish I made yet. We still have so much time to live together. No... I can't be caught!
Xie Yuyan's relaxed nerves tensed up again, and she immediately began inching toward the sofa. Just in case, she had hidden a dagger under the sofa, and it seemed today was the day it would come in handy.
"Ugh..."
Xie Yuyan's eyes remained fixed on the unopened door as she reached under the sofa, retrieved the dagger, and clutched it tightly to her chest.
What should I do... If it's really someone from the organization, how can I hold out until Ye Feng returns...
No! I have to fight my way out before Ye Feng comes back... I can't drag him into this... But... but I really want to see him one last time.
Since meeting Ye Feng, Xie Yuyan's entire life had undergone a dramatic change. She hadn't even realized it, but being with Ye Feng had made her more sentimental, gradually transforming her from the cold-blooded assassin she once was.
"Ding, ding, ding"
Just as Xie Yuyan was on the verge of despair, she suddenly heard a crisp metallic clinking sound.
"Huh?"
This... this is... a key?!
Could it be...
Could it be that they've... they've done something to Ye Feng!!!
Unforgivable... unforgivable... absolutely unforgivable... You actually... actually harmed Ye Feng...
Die... die... you all have to die!
The brilliance in Xie Yuyan's eyes faded, replaced by a cold, deathly aura as she gripped the dagger tightly, exuding an intimidating presence like the Grim Reaper.
"Click"
As the key turned in the lock and the door unlocked, Xie Yuyan staggered to the entrance. The moment the door opened, her eyes widened, and she thrust the dagger toward the person outside.
......
"Huh? Xie Yuyan, what's wrong? You don't look so good."
The person who walked through the door was Ye Feng, who had returned home early from work. As he opened the door, a sharp pain shot through his brain, causing him to instinctively take a few steps back.
Strange, why did I just feel a sense of foreboding?
"Ye... Ye Feng! You're okay? That's great!"
Seeing Xie Yuyan standing in front of him, her hands behind her back, looking at him with a mix of panic and relief, Ye Feng couldn't help but feel something was off. He wondered what on earth had gotten into her this time.
After confirming Ye Feng was safe, Xie Yuyan quickly closed the door and took the opportunity to stash the dagger in the shoe cabinet by the entrance. The subtle movement went unnoticed by Ye Feng, finally allowing her to truly relax.
"Why would anything happen to me? I just came back after class."
"But didn't you say you'd be out until sunset? Why are you back so early today?"
"One of my students had something come up at home, so I came back early. Didn't expect that, did you?"
"Honestly."
As she spoke, Xie Yuyan stepped forward and straightened out Ye Feng's wrinkled clothes from his hurried journey.
"At least let me know when you're coming back early. It could be dangerous otherwise."
"You're right..."
"Alright, I'm just saying. What I really wanted to tell you is something else."
Xie Yuyan's tone brightened as she spoke, her eyes gleaming as if waiting for Ye Feng to ask. Her restless hands eventually settled on her chest as she smiled sweetly at him, her gaze shifting to the plate of shredded potatoes on the dining table.
"I did it!"
"Did it? You mean..."
Ye Feng followed Xie Yuyan's gaze, and when he saw the shredded potatoes, a shiver ran through his body, even stirring a slight feeling of nausea.
"That's right! I've finally mastered the art of making a delicious plate of shredded potatoes~"
Xie Yuyan excitedly pushed Ye Feng toward the dining table and handed him a bowl and chopsticks.
"This time, I'm sure you'll be satisfied."
Ye Feng hesitated for a moment before taking the bowl and chopsticks from Xie Yuyan. He looked down at the plate of shredded potatoes and swallowed hard.
Judging by its appearance, the dish seemed perfectly cooked, showing that Xie Yuyan had put in a lot of effort. Most importantly, Ye Feng could actually smell a faint aroma of the dish, which instantly washed away his recent fear of shredded potatoes.
Well... should I try it?
After steeling himself, Ye Feng took a deep breath, picked up a bite of the shredded potatoes, and without hesitation, put it in his mouth to chew.
"Mmm..."
Xie Yuyan watched nervously, holding her breath as she waited for Ye Feng's reaction.
"How... how is it? Does it taste good?"
"It's delicious!"
Ye Feng looked at Xie Yuyan in pleasant surprise.
"This is even better than what I make myself. The potatoes are cut just the right thickness, the texture is crisp and refreshing, and the flavor is perfectly balanced. I'd say this is the best plate of shredded potatoes I've ever had."
"Really?! I finally... finally did it!"
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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."
] [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!"
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.”
