"Ugh... I can't see my teacher again..."
Li Mucheng lay on her bed, wearing a fox mask, her gaze vacant as she stared at the ceiling.
"I wonder what Teacher is doing now? Is he just sitting at home doing nothing again today? If I had known, I should have signed a lifetime contract with him. That way, I could be with him every day~"
With that thought, Li Mucheng quietly removed the mask and placed it in her drawer. She then took out the monitor that tracked Ye Feng's location.
"What does Teacher even do at home all day? Isn't he bored being alone?"
Suddenly, Li Mucheng noticed that Ye Feng's location wasn't at his residence but at a shop some distance away. According to the map, it was a dessert shop.
"A dessert shop? Does Teacher like sweets? But he never showed much interest in desserts when we ate together before. How strange..."
......
"Welcome~"
As soon as Ye Feng entered the shop, he was greeted by a display of beautifully crafted desserts. Cakes, pastries, and breads lined the shelves, and a rich, creamy aroma wafted from the bakery.
A uniformed staff member approached Ye Feng with a warm smile.
"Hello, sir! What kind of dessert would you like? We have quite a variety, so it might take a while to decide."
"Hmm..."
Ye Feng rested his chin on his hand, thinking. Xie Yuyan wasn't particularly picky about food, but every item here looked delicious.
"Could you recommend two popular choices? Something that most people enjoy?"
"Of course, sir. Just a moment, please."
The staff member nodded and headed toward the pastry display. Shortly after, she returned with a tray carrying two cakes.
One of the cakes was a chocolate mousse, its rich cocoa aroma paired with creamy layers that made it irresistible. The other was an ice cream cake adorned with strawberries. The cold, sweet ice cream encased the fragrant cake, as if preserving its aroma. With each bite, the flavors would burst in your mouth, and the tangy sweetness of the strawberries made it a treat anyone would want to try.
"How about these two, sir? They're our bestsellers. The strawberry ice cream cake, in particular, is often bought by a lovely young lady from a wealthy family."
At the mention of the keywords—strawberry, lovely, and wealthy—an image flashed in Ye Feng's mind.
Strawberries... lovely... wealthy young lady... Could it be Su Yuxin?!
"Ding-dong~"
Just then, the shop door opened, and a girl in a pink-and-white dress walked in, her steps light and cheerful as she approached the staff.
"Hello, sis! I'll have the usual, please~"
The staff was momentarily stunned. Clearly, she hadn't expected the person she was just talking about to appear so suddenly. "Oh, hello, Miss Su! The usual, right? But I'm afraid you're a bit late today. The last cake was just bought by this gentleman."
She gave Su Yuxin an apologetic smile. This had happened before, and back then, Su Yuxin had paid ten times the price to buy the cake from the customer. It was clear how much she loved this particular dessert.
She had even tried to hire the bakery's pastry chef to make cakes exclusively for her, but her parents had reportedly forbidden it, citing concerns about her eating too many sweets. Whether that was true or not, no one knew.
"What! It's sold out?!"
Su Yuxin was thunderstruck, frozen in place. Just as the staff expected her to offer an exorbitant price like last time, Su Yuxin suddenly pouted, spread her arms, and threw herself into Ye Feng's embrace.
"Huh?"
The staff was completely baffled. She hadn't expected Su Yuxin to act so familiarly with a stranger.
"Mmm~"
Su Yuxin buried her face in Ye Feng's chest, inhaling deeply. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and the corners of her lips curled up as if she had known all along that the person beside her was Ye Feng.
"Yu... Yuxin? What are you doing? Let go! This is a public place. What will people think?"
Ye Feng was equally surprised. He had thought Su Yuxin would be too focused on the cake to notice him, and he had even planned to surprise her. Instead, he was the one caught off guard.
"Hmph~"
Su Yuxin released her grip, but not before sneakily brushing her hand against Ye Feng's back. She then crossed her arms and pouted.
"Mean big brother, you bought my favorite cake and now you're scolding me? How heartless."
"How is this my fault? I didn't know you'd be here buying cakes. Besides, it's first come, first served. You're the one who came late."
"Hmph~"
Su Yuxin let out a playful huff and turned to the staff.
"Sis, could you get me a coconut puff pastry, please?"
"Oh! Of course, Miss Su. Just a moment."
The staff snapped out of her daze and, after informing Ye Feng that she would pack his order, fetched a coconut puff pastry for Su Yuxin.
Once the staff left, Su Yuxin leaned closer to Ye Feng and asked curiously, "Big brother Ye Feng, what are you doing here?"
"I was just buying some groceries to cook at home. I caught a whiff of something delicious and followed the scent here."
"Right? This shop's desserts are amazing! Too bad my parents only let me have them once or twice a week..."
"Yuxin, aren't you supposed to be in class today? What are you doing here?"
Ye Feng changed the subject.
"I sometimes go to my father's company to study. I just got back today. But big brother, can you really finish all those groceries by yourself?"
"Ah... I bought extra to store in the fridge. That way, I can just grab something when I feel like eating."
"I see..."
Su Yuxin didn't question Ye Feng's explanation. She nodded and then threw herself into his arms again. After all, it wasn't often that she got to see the person she wanted to see most, especially when she wasn't in class. She was determined to soak up as much affection as she could.
"Yuxin, stop fooling around. People are watching. You're the young lady of the Su family. You should mind your image."
"I don't care about that. Big brother is nice to me, so I want to hug him. What others think doesn't matter~"
Su Yuxin closed her eyes and murmured to herself.
Big brother Ye Feng... I like you... Yuxin likes you the most~

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.”

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!

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

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.