As a proper villain, no matter how scheming one might be inside, at least the surface must remain impeccable.
Such dirty work of offending others naturally has to be left to someone else.
After all, he was just a loving younger brother who cared deeply for his sister.
Zhou Kai's hands trembled slightly as his gaze fell upon Jiang Che, his eyes filled with fear and dread.
Jiang Che, in turn, was smiling at him—but that smile seemed to conceal a razor-sharp blade!
A grandmaster-level ancient martial artist... His scalp tingled with terror. The rumors were true—the Jiang family of Hangzhou wasn’t just the city’s wealthiest; they were backed by a powerful ancient martial arts clan!
Yet, in the next moment, his eyes gleamed with wild excitement. If he could please Young Master Jiang, maybe even cling to his coattails...
His status within the Zhou family would skyrocket in no time.
As for his so-called "white moonlight," Ji Ningxue?
Hah! If even a childhood sweetheart or a wife could be handed over to Young Master Jiang without hesitation, what was a mere crush?
...
"Ahem, Ji Ningxue, why did you come alone? Where’s that husband of yours?"
Zhou Kai wasted no time in putting on a performance. If Young Master Jiang wanted to play this humiliating game with a married woman, he’d make sure it was executed flawlessly.
Just as expected, the moment Zhou Kai spoke, the entire gathering erupted in jeers.
"Yeah, Ningxue, didn’t you marry some guy? Why isn’t he here today?"
"More than that—I heard Ji Ningxue’s husband is a good-for-nothing loser. Must’ve had some insane luck to land a beauty like her!"
Never underestimate the pettiness of human nature, especially when jealousy is involved.
Ji Ningxue was a flawless beauty—a self-made billionaire CEO, elegant, independent, and the envy of countless women.
The only stain on her perfection? She was married to a worthless man.
No matter how perfect she seemed, wasn’t she still forced to serve a toad at night?
Ji Ningxue’s delicate brows furrowed as she clenched her fists.
That good-for-nothing was the blemish of her life, and now it was being ruthlessly exposed.
"No, I didn’t bring Xiao Chen. And he’s just an ordinary man—hardly a 'loser.' If ordinary people are trash, then what does that make all of you?"
Her pride wouldn’t allow anyone to humiliate her. Even if she despised Xiao Chen, insulting him was no different from insulting Ji Ningxue herself!
Gu Lingfei was about to step in and defend her best friend, but Jiang Che’s arm snaked around her slender waist.
"Xiao Che, you—"
"Shh, Sister Feifei, let’s just enjoy the show," Jiang Che smirked.
"But Ningxue is my best friend! I can’t just—"
Her voice trailed off as she shot Jiang Che a glare. Fine. A long-lost best friend couldn’t compare to a little brother who "communicated deeply" with her every day.
...
Zhou Kai, the ever-reliable tool, was back in action!
"Ji Ningxue, I heard... your so-called husband doesn’t even have a proper job. He just serves tea and water to your family all day. Did he really drink your mother’s foot-washing water once?"
Zhou Kai was nothing if not decisive. He used to call her "Ningning," but fearing Jiang Che’s jealousy, he switched to her full name.
This move also meant he was openly provoking Ji Ningxue.
But if it meant securing Young Master Jiang’s favor, what was a mere white moonlight worth?
The crowd erupted in gasps and whispers.
"Ningxue, seriously? Is your husband really that pathetic?"
"Honestly, just look at Gu Lingfei—another self-made billionaire CEO, and now she’s with Young Master Jiang..."
The comparison stung. Ji Ningxue was seething.
"Enough! You’re ruining what was supposed to be a fun reunion!" Gu Lingfei finally intervened.
Ji Ningxue glanced at Jiang Che beside Gu Lingfei, her eyes narrowing in recognition.
So it’s this little brat. She remembered Jiang Che.
Back when Gu Lingfei was in high school, she had a non-blood-related little brother who was still in elementary school, always trailing behind her, calling her "Sister."
So Gu Lingfei’s "relationship" was fake—she’d just dragged her little brother in as a shield. Ji Ningxue smirked inwardly, convinced she’d seen through the act.
...
Zhou Kai wanted to keep going, but with Gu Lingfei stepping in, he couldn’t push further.
He glanced at Jiang Che for guidance.
Just then, the private room’s door swung open.
A disheveled figure stumbled in, wearing a kitchen apron. "Ningning... I’m here to pick you up."
Xiao Chen had arrived—late, and looking utterly wretched.
"Hah! Ningxue, is this really your husband? I thought he was a chef!"
"Ji Ningxue, your man’s a total loser. Looks like a complete bum!"
With the protagonist’s entrance, the mockery reached its peak.
Even Ji Ningxue’s expression darkened as she shot Xiao Chen a furious glare.
Meanwhile, Jiang Che’s smile deepened.
[Ding! Detected protagonist-level aura: Xiao Chen]
[Protagonist identity: Ji family’s live-in son-in-law, Asura, Dragon King, War God, heir to the nation’s richest family]
[Once the heir of a powerful family, he was kidnapped and sold abroad. Founded the world’s 6th-ranked assassin organization, "Asura’s Gate," codename: Asura. Retired at 17, then created the 6th-ranked security group, "Dragon King’s Palace," codename: Dragon King. At 19, he established the 6th-ranked mercenary group, "War God’s Hall," codename: War God. At 22, his billionaire father found him and brought him home...]
[Yet, among all his titles, his favorite remains "Ji family’s live-in son-in-law."]
[Strength: Half-step Grandmaster, inheritor of the Indestructible Golden Body.]
[Personality: Extremely patient, capable of enduring the unendurable.]
After reading Xiao Chen’s profile, Jiang Che’s lips twitched involuntarily.
This guy was stacked with buffs—title after title, each more intimidating than the last.
...
Seeing Xiao Chen’s arrival, Zhou Kai immediately seized the opportunity.
"Oh-ho-ho! Ningxue, is this your husband? Looks like a beggar!"
A beggar?
Xiao Chen lifted his gaze, narrowing his eyes at Zhou Kai.
Daring to insult him? You’ve just signed your death warrant.
"I’m not a beggar. I’m Ningning’s husband," Xiao Chen stated firmly.
But his earnestness only invited more ridicule, especially from Zhou Kai.
The thought of his beloved white moonlight having to serve this trash in bed every night filled him with murderous rage.
If it were Young Master Jiang, fine—he was worthy. But this nobody? How dare he touch Ji Ningxue?!
"I’m Ningning’s husband. I’m here to take her home..."
"Are you a fucking joke?!" Zhou Kai lashed out angrily.
"I am not a joke," Xiao Chen replied with absurd earnestness, channeling some kind of turtle-ninja resilience that sent the crowd into roaring laughter.
"Ningxue, come back with me... my e-bike is fully charged now..."
Still shamelessly groveling, Xiao Chen completely missed the stormy fury darkening Ji Ningxue's expression.
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
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!"
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
