"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!"
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
