Yu Wan'er and Ye Mengyao had gone out shopping, even dragging along Chen Ningshuang, Qin Qiaoqiao, and Bai Jie...
Though all these girls were Jiang Che's women, they got along surprisingly well.
Of course, the one who contributed the most to this harmony was Yu Wan'er!
This petite lolita had put in considerable effort to maintain peace in Jiang Che's harem, acting as the beloved mediator.
Yu Wan'er was incredibly adorable, with high emotional intelligence and a talent for acting cute.
No one could resist such a petite and coquettish little lolita—not even other girls.
Jiang Che wasn’t particularly worried about them being out and about.
After all, Chen Ningshuang and Dong'er were both martial arts masters—one at the mid-stage and the other at the peak. With such a luxurious lineup, unless a grandmaster showed up... there was no danger whatsoever.
......
At Shen Yu's doorstep.
No one was home. Shen Yu wore only a thin nightgown, her hair loosely cascading down, and her fair jade-like feet slipped into a pair of sandals.
She exuded an air of languid charm.
The young woman sat on the swing in her front yard, brooding over dinner.
Should she order takeout or attempt to cook herself?
Even a genius girl wasn’t skilled at everything—cooking, for instance, was her worst subject. The last time she tried, she nearly blew up the kitchen.
Resting on Shen Yu's lap was an orange tabby cat, resembling an oversized soybean.
Just then, a voice drifted into her ears.
“Miss Shen Yu, have you had dinner yet?”
The ghostly whisper made Shen Yu look around in confusion, but she couldn’t spot the speaker.
As she frowned, a hand suddenly gripped her leg—yet when she looked down, no one was there!
An ordinary person would have been scared out of their wits by this supernatural display, but Shen Yu remained remarkably calm.
“Jiang Che, I know it’s you.”
The moment she spoke, Jiang Che deactivated his invisibility and plopped down beside her, pulling her into his arms with a firm tug.
“Meow!!!”
The tabby cat yowled, its fur standing on end as if it had seen a ghost.
[Invisibility? How did he do it? Some kind of optical coating on his clothes?]
[But that shouldn’t achieve complete invisibility... right?]
Hearing Shen Yu’s inner monologue, Jiang Che grinned.
He’d just discovered a new way to tease her.
Oh, you’re a staunch rationalist, huh?
Then how would you explain an ancient martial artist's abilities?
The thought of a self-proclaimed science-respecting person watching someone ride a sword through the air... now that was hilarious.
Maybe someday, he could even teach Shen Yu to become an ancient martial artist herself.
“So? Impressed?”
Jiang Che’s hand rested on Shen Yu’s slender waist, already wandering.
He’d heard that Shen Yu had recently turned down an offer from Yan University and enrolled at Z University instead—now that was interesting.
What did that mean?
Little Yu’er was already hooked!
Of course, Jiang Che had to take the initiative.
“That was... invisibility?” Shen Yu asked, brows knitted.
Jiang Che snapped his fingers, grinning. “Bingo. Smart girl.”
He then shamelessly planted a kiss on her cheek.
Shen Yu stared at him with unwavering focus.
“How did you do it?”
Jiang Che chuckled. “My system, obviously. There’s a lot you don’t know yet.”
Shen Yu remained immune to his flirting—she was a purely logical person, not one to easily fall for such tricks.
“System...”
She nodded slightly. If it was a system, that explained it. Some kind of cutting-edge optical technology, tricking human vision to create the illusion of invisibility.
Tsk tsk, my apologies, Shen Yu. I really didn’t mean to outscore you. Did your system mission fail?
Jiang Che's tone dripped with green tea (fake innocence), enough to ruffle even Shen Yu's unshakable composure.
When she stayed silent, he doubled down.
“Yu’er, I heard you gave up Yan University for Z University? I knew you had feelings for me~”
Meeting Jiang Che had taught Shen Yu just how thick-skinned a person could be.
“Jiang Che, our relationship is purely transactional. You provide information, I provide physical intimacy. Let me make this clear—I will never fall in love with anyone.”
“Heh. The last person who said that is now utterly devoted to me.”
Jiang Che wasn’t bothered in the slightest.
Just look at Chen Ningshuang—she’d been just as stubborn at first.
Now? She dragged him into training every other day, too eager to improve!
Shen Yu didn’t respond. Her stomach growled.
“Gurgle—”
Perfect timing.
“You can leave now. I need to eat.”
Jiang Che’s lips curled into a scheming smile. He’d timed this visit precisely for dinner.
He was confident in his god-tier cooking skills—no one could resist it, not even Shen Yu.
“Perfect. As your boyfriend, I’ll cook us a candlelit dinner... and I’m staying the night.”
Shen Yu’s eye twitched. He was really testing her patience.
You can’t stay. It’s my period.
Jiang Che burst out laughing. “That excuse is weak. Your period ended four days ago.”
“You—!” Shen Yu was stunned. How did this man know her most private details?
“What can I say? I’m versed in medicine.”
Jiang Che wasn’t just boasting—his divine-tier traditional Chinese medicine skills were no joke.
Observation, Listening, Questioning, Diagnosis—something as simple as tracking a menstrual cycle was child's play.
“A hungry stomach is a stubborn foe. Gotta eat before we get to work.”
Without hesitation, Jiang Che barged into Shen Yu’s house, pulling her into the kitchen.
Soon, the aroma of cooking filled the air.
Want to win a woman’s heart? First, conquer her stomach. Understand her needs!
Shen Yu stood at the kitchen doorway, watching Jiang Che bustle about.
Her usually unshakable heart developed another tiny crack.
Shen Yu was indeed a creature of absolute logic, nearly incapable of falling in love—perhaps it was innate.
Her heart was encased in layers of concrete.
Yet Jiang Che hammered away at it relentlessly.
No matter how rational she was, she was still human.
True heartlessness was impossible.
wed him to see the innate talent, destiny, and future of those he invested in. The greater the destiny of his target, the richer the rewards he would reap. Then he discovered that the aloof girl next door, his childhood sweetheart, possessed the highest-grade crimson destiny—a future destined to reign supreme as the Empress of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands. Lately, she seemed troubled, pondering how to unlock her sealed meridians and unleash her talents ahead of time... — — — My name is Ying Bing, one of the Nine Heavenly Sovereigns, titled the Phoenix Empress, reigning invincibly over the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands. I have been reborn and bound to a Peerless Genius System, where ranking first among my peers grants me rewards. [Would you like to activate the Punishment Mechanism?] [Upon activation, rewards will increase, but after the rankings are announced, you must carry out the "Punishment of the Defeated" on the top-ranked individual.] Ying Bing: "I can’t very well punish myself, can I?" — — — Years later. Ying Bing: "Can’t you let me win just once?" Li Mo: "First, call me 'husband' properly—I didn’t hear it clearly last time."
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
