Tailor-made exquisite cheongsam outlined the woman's graceful figure, but her hair was disheveled, and her face was devoid of makeup.
She listened intently to the sound of departing vehicles from the window, complaining towards the interior of the room, "It's just a short stay, do we really need such a big fuss? I bet they won't come on a midnight flight."
With that, she sat down at the vanity, picking up a comb to smooth her hair.
Inside the room, a man stood up to pour himself a glass of water, "You know it's just for a few days, just bear with it."
This remark ignited the woman's anger. She put down the comb, "Was that promise to stand by me still valid a few days ago?"
The man, with a headache, covered his forehead, fully aware of the woman's little schemes: "Be reasonable, I started dating after we divorced for a year or two. What does she have to do with being an interloper?"
Seeing the woman about to interrupt, he waved his hand, "Don't use caring about me as an excuse again. I don't mind if she tricks me, why are you so anxious?"
"During these years of remarriage, I haven't even visited Qi Ao. It won't shake your beloved son's inheritance of the family head, so don't make things unpleasant for everyone."
As the man spoke, the woman's face grew darker, her voice squeezed out from between her teeth: "Your beloved son? What do you mean by that?"
"Alright, alright, it's my fault."
The man stepped forward to soothe the woman, "It's something the elders and my father have always agreed on, I can't change it."
"Well, I still don't like it. Don't expect me to give him a good face."
The woman swatted away the man's comforting hand and turned away.
"You're so foolish..."
The man didn't know what else to say, taking a deep breath to suppress his emotions.
"The matter is settled, do it well. If you only do half, you'll just end up frustrated, and the elders won't appreciate the half you did; they'll think you shouldn't have started at all. Don't do something that's hard work and gets you nowhere."
...
"Brother, are you really leaving?"
Seeing his brother Qi Yuan disembark and walk away without hesitation, Qi Ao hugged Qi Yuan's leg.
In a foreign place, surrounded by unfamiliar faces, he was panicking inside.
Although he had stayed in a villa in Jidu for a few days and had at least met Gao Changze, trusting him enough to follow him was something Qi Ao was too scared to do.
However, Qi Yuan remained unmoved, "Your father isn't my father."
Under his brother's stern gaze, Qi Ao, feeling the pressure, let go of his grip.
In this situation, he came up with a quick idea, "I'll share my father with you."
You really are a filial son, no wonder the first thing you said when you heard your dad was alive was "How is my dad still alive?"
"No need, my dad is still alive, in prison."
Uncle is a law-abiding citizen, following the proper procedures.
In this world with various abilities, it's only a matter of whether someone is qualified enough to find evidence, not a matter of not being able to find it.
Abilities like rewinding the scene, lie detection, etc. If an E-level can't do it, find a D-level, keep going up until you find one that can.
Gao Changze was momentarily speechless, realizing he wasn't filial enough, having only moved out of his home.
However, objectively speaking, his dad just ignored him after forming a new family, still had his secretary send money every month, and even gave him a villa when he said he wanted to move out. There was no need to be so filial.
Qi Ao was caught in a dilemma, counting on his fingers.
Qi Yuan suspected he thought it was fair to have one father each, and giving up half would make him lose out.
"Stop counting, go to your dad's place for a visit, you still have your phone, right?"
"You just mentioned tutoring..."
Even if Qi Ao was a bit slow, with his experience, he could tell something was off.
Qi Yuan remained unfazed, "I was planning to send you to a tutoring class before your dad contacted me."
Sure enough, Qi Ao thought he had seen through the trap, feeling relieved and even thanking his dad, whom he believed he had never met, for unintentionally helping him avoid a disaster.
Not going to visit meant tutoring, so he immediately let go of Qi Yuan's leg, "I'll go by myself."
Gao Changze saw that Qi Ao had the trait of latching onto whoever was nurturing him, he pressed his hand on Qi Ao's head, "Don't treat me like a nobody."
"I need to catch a bus, I'm leaving first."
Qi Yuan struggled to suppress the urge to laugh, my foolish little brother, is it possible that both options are tutoring?
He highly approved of Qi Ao's survival skills, no one could switch sides faster than him.
Despite choosing a mission closest to Su City, it was still a distance away, necessitating a change of buses to another place.
He left them behind and walked forward, still faintly aware of the commotion behind him.
Qi Ao looked at Gao Changze, clutching his phone tightly, ready to call if the Gao brother proved unreliable.
Gao Changze swiped open his phone screen, "The Zhang family sent someone to pick us up, they should be waiting near the airport..."
The voice gradually faded as Qi Yuan reached the airport exit, where a jeep had been waiting in a corner of the parking lot for some time.
"Hello, Qi Xi."
A head popped out from the driver's seat, with a crew cut, dark skin, a scar on his face, and wearing a duty uniform.
"Call me Qi Yuan, Qi Team, anything but Qi Xi. How should I address you?"
Out of respect for the title of Dark Nine Seats, Qi Yuan corrected his address.
"Qi Team, call me Old Xu."
Old Xu, facing the casually dressed Qi Yuan who looked like a college student, couldn't bring himself to call him Little Xu.
The vehicle left the airport, quietly departing from Su City, heading towards Yukou City, the location of the mission.
...
The chat group on the phone screen began to scroll, messages continuously scrolling up.
[Are you guys in Yukou City yet?]
[Who's this unruly kid, trying to pry for information?]
[Heh, afraid the grandson won't dare to come, not enough people to start the game]
[Talk big, wonder if you'll still be so tough when you're about to die tomorrow]
[If you keep talking nonsense, I'm leaving the group]
[Leave! Not leaving makes you a grandson! You willing to give up this chance?]
Qi Yuan swiped the phone screen, handing it back to Old Xu.
These people were very cautious in their chat.
Despite sending a lot of messages, they were all probing each other, trying to gather information about their fellow group members.
No lewd pictures or bragging, more serious than most groups, and highly active.
Old Xu took the phone back to his seat, surrounded by the special duty team in charge of investigating this case.
Every local duty bureau has people dedicated to investigating missing persons cases, catching human traffickers and murderers disposing of bodies are minor tasks for them.
What made the entire team uneasy was the person sitting at the top.
This meant the case they were investigating might be heading towards the worst possible outcome.
"This is the confession of Liu Bo, the murderer who killed his wife and disposed of the body."
The special duty team captain handed a document to Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan flipped through the document, skimming through it, picking out key words.
"The Endgame?"
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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?"
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
