"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!"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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.”
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
