After dinner, Wang Yanran lay sprawled on the couch, her long, flawless legs draped over the coffee table.
She wore only a pair of shorts and a white cropped shirt that revealed her slender waist—enough to steal any man’s soul. Her well-defined abs peeked through faintly, even showing the hint of a four-pack, while her skin glowed like freshly fallen snow.
The sheer size of her assets had popped open the top button of her shirt—just as Jiang Che had guessed.
"Eating your cooking is gonna make me gain two pounds," Wang Yanran grumbled under her breath.
Jiang Che sidled up to her, wrapping his fingers around one of her delicate feet and idly playing with it.
He wasn’t a foot fetishist, really—it’s just that every girl he met happened to have perfect, jade-like feet. Could he really be blamed for that?
"Two pounds? That’s easy to fix!"
"Burning 8,000 calories roughly equals two pounds. That’s about 15 hours of jogging. But since slow jogging takes too long, I’ll take you for a fast run later... four or five hours should do it."
Wang Yanran rolled her eyes. The way he said it with such a straight face almost made her believe him.
...
The next morning.
Jiang Che woke up feeling refreshed.
Glancing at Wang Yanran, who was still clinging to his arm, a flicker of tenderness passed through his eyes.
He pinched her cheek lightly. "Mmm... you little jerk," she mumbled in her sleep.
Even the fiery policewoman had her moments of adorable vulnerability.
Jiang Che had originally planned to get up early and discuss matters with the Jiang Family—after all, selling out the entire ancient martial arts world without a word was a big deal, and he needed to inform them first.
Though these weapons wouldn’t affect his own people, only outsiders.
But with Yanran-jie holding him so... tightly, how could he possibly focus on anything else?
Sometimes, he could almost understand why ancient emperors lost themselves in their concubines—setting off beacon fires to amuse a queen, racing horses to make a consort smile...
First, you question the foolish rulers. Then, you become one. Then, you surpass them.
"Ah, right—almost forgot the important thing."
Jiang Che retrieved a bottle of "Eternal Youth Elixir" from his system space, drank some himself, then pressed his lips to Wang Yanran’s to pass the rest to her.
Only after confirming she’d swallowed every drop did he pull the covers back up and settle in to sleep again.
By the time Wang Yanran finally stirred, the sun was already high in the sky.
"Oh no!!! I forgot to call in sick!" she shrieked, scrambling to get dressed—only for Jiang Che to grab her wrist.
"I already checked for you this morning. Today’s your day off."
Wang Yanran blinked dumbly for a second before remembering. The precinct had been swamped with cases lately, leaving her so frazzled she’d completely forgotten about rest days.
Watching her dazed expression, Jiang Che sighed softly.
He browsed through his system shop, his gaze eventually settling on a few items:
[Flawless Defense: Blocks 10 fatal attacks. Price: 10,000 points.]
[Flawless Defense + Teleport: Blocks 10 fatal attacks and instantly teleports the target to the host upon activation. Price: 30,000 points.]
Sold!
Given Wang Yanran’s line of work, danger was inevitable.
And now that the "Chosen Ones’ Association" had him in their sights—even with Chen Hao as their mole—there was no guarantee they wouldn’t target his women.
The Flawless Defense morphed into a ring.
"Yanran-jie, now that you’re my woman, I have a gift for you... Care to guess what it is?"
Jiang Che flashed a mysterious smile.
"A gift?"
Seeing her bewildered look, Jiang Che pulled a bold move—dropping to one knee with the ring in hand.
"Yanran-jie, marry me!"
It wasn’t like there were any other girls around to witness this romantic moment with her.
Besides, this was his first proposal. If Yu Wan'er or Ye Mengyao found out... well, that would be a disaster.
Wang Yanran froze for a second—then took two steps back, covering her mouth with one hand, her eyes wide with shock.
Jiang Che tilted his head. "Yanran-jie, is this how all girls react to proposals? Two steps back and a hand over the mouth?"
Wang Yanran: "..."
All the warmth she’d felt evaporated instantly.
"You’ve proposed to other girls before?! No wonder you’re so smooth! Of course... with all the women around you..."
"Ugh, you playboy! I’ll report you for group debauchery tomorrow—"
Jiang Che pouted innocently and handed her the handcuffs from the bedside. "Officer, you cuffed me yesterday. Today, it’s your turn."
Ugh! What kind of filthy talk was that?!
"Yanran-jie, just tell me—will you accept my proposal? This is my first time proposing! If I’m lying... may lightning strike me—?"
He paused at the end, puzzled. In dramas, the heroine always covered the hero’s mouth before he could finish the oath.
Why wasn’t it working for him?
"Hmph, I hope it does. Zap you dead, you little pervert."
Wang Yanran huffed, but still held out her left hand with an air of tsundere defiance, her gaze drifting elsewhere—though the smile tugging at her lips was impossible to hide.
Jiang Che took her hand and slid the ring onto her finger.
It suited her perfectly.
Instantly, Wang Yanran radiated the mature charm of a newlywed.
Already a plump, juicy peach on the verge of bursting, now she was fully ripe!
"Yanran-jie, I never knew you could be this tsundere."
"Who’s tsundere?! Hurry up and get to business!" Wang Yanran planted her hands on her hips. "Show me the stuff you mentioned last night. Preferably the real thing—it’ll be more convincing that way!"
Jiang Che remained unhurried. "I’ll probably visit the Jiang Family first to discuss things with my grandfather. Then I’ll hand the items over to you... They’re actually pretty simple to manufacture."
Wang Yanran studied him thoughtfully. "Jiang Che, the ‘Equalizer’ has minimal effect on high-level martial artists like you, but that ‘Armor-Piercing Coating’ seems like it could threaten masters at the grandmaster level and above..."
Jiang Che grinned. "What? Worried about me? Never took you for the lovesick type, Yanran-jie."
Wang Yanran instantly lost her cool. "Who the hell is lovesick?! I’ll use your own bullets to put you down!"
"Ooooh, I’m so scared," Jiang Che teased, his smirk widening.
"You—!"
Wang Yanran was fuming.
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
fe full of thrilling battles, ultimately sacrificing himself to protect his homeland and its people. Unexpectedly, he was reborn into his youth, where he encountered the campus ice queen, Ye Miyue, now working as a masseuse at his family's martial arts school. "How long have you been doing this?" "I-it's my first time..." the campus belle murmured, her head bowed. Wang Xian remembered clearly that back then, although Ye Miyue had not yet awakened her martial arts talent, her outstanding academic performance, breathtaking beauty, and icy demeanor had made her the moon goddess of every boy in school. He was no exception. In his previous life, they had no connection, never imagining they would meet under such circumstances. Sadly, today the city was attacked by an S-class beast, the 'Wind King Falcon,' destroying nearly half of the city streets. Ye Miyue had died on her way home during this disaster. Now, given a second chance, facing the campus goddess of his youth, Wang Xian resolutely decided to extend her session! And so. "My hands are tired..." the blushing campus belle whispered, relieved. Wang Xian pointed to her slender calves and said, "Who said only hands can massage? There are feet too!" "Extend the session, continue!"
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
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!
