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.
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
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.
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.”
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
