Despite Fu Nanzhi's earnest pleas, Shen Yi remained transfixed by the television, unmoved.
Undeterred by his lack of response, she slowly began to flirt with him.
While Shen Yi was silent, he was, after all, in the prime of life at the age of twenty-five.
He was already struggling to resist, especially given his youthful energy, and was unable to withstand Fu Nanzhi's teasing.
Her nightgown was loose and her shoulder straps hung slackly, emphasizing a deliberately exaggerated slippage.
Her stunning figure was showcased in all its glory.
Such a beautiful scene had Shen Yi's attention completely diverted, his gaze fixed on the area that sparkled with a white glow.
Yet, Fu Nanzhi was not satisfied and continuously tried to coax Shen Yi's hand to her.
Eventually, her actions sparked something within Shen Yi, and with a half-turn of his body, he said:
"I've discovered that you’re a sultry woman playing with fire."
Seeing the fiery look in Shen Yi's eyes, his voice dry from desire, and his burning gaze fixed on her, Fu Nanzhi giggled unafraid,
"Well then, come arrest me, you sultry woman catcher."
...
The thin bedding slid to the floor while the television performed enthusiastically to an absent audience.
The youthful bodies and passionate hearts drew close to each other in shared need.
Before long, Fu Nanzhi had raised the white flag of surrender.
Though her words were defiant, her kisses were gentle, and she was quickly overwhelmed.
"Hmm…”
At this moment, she lay on her back, her breath still ragged.
Her skin was flushed from her cheek to her neck and across her chest.
Her spirited eyes lost their focus, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Shen Yi, on the other hand, seemed nonchalant and even considered lighting a cigarette, though he didn't smoke.
After a while, Fu Nanzhi regained her senses, her face rosy, and her eyes gleaming with satisfaction.
Shen Yi propped her up a bit and brought her a glass of water from the bedside table, feeding her,
"You're severely dehydrated, drink some water."
After drinking, Fu Nanzhi leaned onto Shen Yi's chest to rest.
"Mm… Honey, I'm perfectly content. I love you so much.”
She let out a breath, confiding in him.
Shen Yi chuckled and flicked her smooth forehead lightly,
"It's deep thoughts time, isn’t it? So much reflecting."
"No, I'm being serious."
Fu Nanzhi trailed her fingers across Shen Yi's firm abdomen, squeezing it in surprise,
"Honey, your body is in great shape. No belly fat at all."
Shen Yi found it ticklish and swatted her hand away, chuckling:
"I'm not middle-aged yet, and I've been jogging regularly. So it's quite natural not to have a belly."
Now that Shen Yi had the system and didn't slack in his workouts, his fitness improved significantly.
"You should exercise too, you know?"
"I do. I often swim and do yoga and such. Wait, are you implying that I'm fat?"
Fu Nanzhi suddenly realized, scanning her slim, smooth waist for a while before heaving a sigh of relief.
"What are you talking about? It's not that you're overweight. Exercise isn't just about size, it's about health too."
Seeing her reactions, Shen Yi stroked her hair and instructed.
Fu Nanzhi comfortably squinted her eyes, suddenly feeling a pang of unwillingness,
"Honey, should I resign?"
"I don't want to work anymore, I want to be by your side every day."
Shen Yi had no objections and nodded his head:
"Okay, but is it appropriate? After all, this was entrusted to us by my father himself."
"You've been at Tiancheng Corporation for only half a month and now you want to quit, where should Uncle Cheng put his face, he will certainly ask about it."
"And, if you say you want to quit, have you handed over your work?"
Shen Yi didn't obstruct her resignation, but he had to consider reality, otherwise, people might think she was wronged.
Fu Nanzhi pouted, hesitated, and then said:
"You're right, it would be too rude to Uncle Cheng if I resign now."
She was responsible for her work, so it was indeed inappropriate to impulsively resign.
Moreover, according to Fu Nanzhi's estimation, even if she resigned, she would still have to go back to work at Jinheng, so the difference was not significant.
"Ah, it's so annoying, is there a way not to work?"
Within Shen Yi, a laugh bubbled up when he saw this. The once perfectionist and diligent Fu Nanzhi was now longing for a way out.
You could say that he influenced her quite a lot, but at least now she acted more like a normal person.
Every day was a grind. Even machines will break down eventually.
Meanwhile, Fu Nanzhi was trying to scheme up a way to slack off.
Suddenly, she brightened up and sat upright, turning to Shen Yi:
"Hey, honey, shall we get married?"
After a long thought, Fu Nanzhi couldn't come up with a way, so she referred to her previous experience. In her previous life, she gradually let go of her work and stayed at home after getting married to Shen Yi.
It sounded like she was getting married just to slack off, but that was not the case.
In her eyes, she and Shen Yi are naturally a married couple, and whether or not they hold a ceremony or when to hold one can be optional.
Shen Yi didn't expect Fu Nanzhi to say such a thing, but without any hesitation, he immediately agreed,
"Sure!"
Whether it's in the game or in reality, for the marriage proposal from the woman in front of him, Shen Yi didn't hesitate a bit, nor did he have any reason to.
Being able to marry her is his fortune in three lives. Any hesitation on Shen Yi's part would be a betrayal to their feelings.
"Last time, we held a western-style wedding. This time we can have a Chinese one."
Upon mention of the wedding, Fu Nanzhi's eyes shone brightly, and she was full of enthusiasm.
"The traditional Chinese wedding dress is so beautiful, I have seen it many times."
Fu Nanzhi held Shen Yi's hand tightly, their fingers interlocking, her expression full of longing. Then she chuckled in a somewhat foolish delight,
"Hehehe, having two weddings and experiencing both Chinese and Western styles, I'm indeed the happiest woman in the world."
She looked at Shen Yi, the love in her eyes nearly melting him.
Whether it's her past life or this one, having a wedding ceremony with her most beloved person is the most romantic thing for her.
"Hey, hey, snap out of it, stop daydreaming."
Shen Yi pinched her cheek, pulling her grinning mouth to one side:
"You can plan however you want, I have no objections, but I need to give you a reality check."
“Shouldn't we inform both of our families if we want to get married?"
Fu Nanzhi's laughter halted, her gaze towards Shen Yi slightly dazed and confused, as if she hadn't quite grasped his implication.
"What I mean is,” he continued, “should we give your parents a kind of forewarning?"
This statement sent a pang of realization through Fu Nanzhi. She suddenly remembered the daunting obstacle of parental approval that awaited them.
Subconsciously, she had been thinking about her previous life and had entirely overlooked this crucial aspect of the present. Shen Yi's suggestion was indeed sound.
Fu Nanzhi, within herself, was acutely aware that Shen Yi was the person she loved in her previous life. However, her parents were yet to be let in on this secret.
Coming from a more prestigious background, Fu Nanzhi was a clear contrast to Shen Yi, who could only be considered as a poor boy in comparison.
This inequality in their status was the first hurdle they would encounter. Coupled with their recent reunion in the 'real' world that only spanned two days, even the most enlightened parents would still have their doubts and reservations, wouldn't they?
"Uhmm..."
"It seems you're right. I'll need to give it further thoughts...”
Fu Nanzhi responded hesitantly.
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?"
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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...
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.”
