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.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
