"Heh... it's not really a conflict, I just see things more clearly now."
"With three thousand streams of weak water, why must one drink from only one ladle?"
Jiang Che let out a light chuckle, appearing somewhat open-minded, but... how could he, as an antagonist, possibly let Ye Mengyao off the hook?
"Good!!!"
Jiang Yunli slapped his thigh in approval, his eyes filled with agreement as he looked at his son.
"I've long seen through the nature of that Ye family daughter, always stringing my son along?"
"And they call her a proper young lady? I'd say she's just a high-class green tea bitch!"
Jiang Yuan nodded silently. Although he had hoped for the Ye family's daughter to become his daughter-in-law, after all, childhood sweethearts would have made for a beautiful story, but since Jiang Che didn't like her... the doors of the Jiang family would no longer be open to her.
......
In the Ye family villa.
Ye Mengyao wasn't in a good mood; rather, she felt somewhat down.
She couldn't even focus on her test papers, her mind constantly replaying Jiang Che's distant gaze from earlier that day.
"Sister Mengyao, why are you thinking about that awful man?"
Yu Wan'er was wearing bear-themed pajamas, her wet hair falling down naturally, looking absolutely adorable and cuddly.
Being clever, she immediately saw through Ye Mengyao's thoughts.
She also knew clearly that this wasn't love... but rather a habit!
She had grown accustomed to Jiang Che's presence, accustomed to the special treatment he gave her. Perhaps Ye Mengyao did like Jiang Che at first, but such feelings had transformed into entitlement through habit.
And when Jiang Che started ignoring her, it created an intense sense of loss.
"Jiang Che is just a huge jerk!!!"
Yu Wan'er cursed out loud. Just thinking about how that scoundrel had stolen her first kiss earlier that day... made her want to cry.
At least he had deleted those videos. Otherwise, if he had continued to threaten her into doing even more outrageous things, she couldn't even imagine the consequences.
Ye Mengyao furrowed her brows.
"Wan'er, you seem to really hate Jiang Che?"
She was confused, as Jiang Che didn't seem to have any past conflicts with Yu Wan'er.
In fact, as her best friend, Yu Wan'er would even get a share whenever Jiang Che brought milk tea and snacks for her.
"Sister Mengyao, I'm just angry on your behalf! Even if they're not lovers, walking a classmate home... isn't that just basic courtesy between classmates?"
Yu Wan'er thought quickly and found an excuse.
"Actually... I don't hate him that much, it's just because I have androphobia"
Ye Mengyao mumbled softly.
Just then, her phone rang.
Ye Mengyao opened it with anticipation, but upon seeing the name, she felt somewhat disappointed.
Though she wasn't sure why she felt disappointed.
"Hey, Dad, what's the matter?"
A deep voice came from the other end, "Mengyao, if you don't like Jiang Che... then let it be. After all, forced relationships never work out."
"Also, I have something else to tell you. Our family has many business rivals, and for your safety... I'm planning to hire a bodyguard at great expense to protect you personally!"
Ye Mengyao's beautiful eyes narrowed.
"A bodyguard? Male or female?"
Ye's Father paused for a moment, "Male."
Ye Mengyao immediately responded, "I don't want one."
She already had androphobia, and now they wanted a man to protect her? And personal protection at that?
She feared she would be sick to death!
"Be good, your safety is very important right now, and this bodyguard is an expert I've hired at great expense!"
Ye's Father tried to persuade her patiently.
"Is the focus on the bodyguard? It's about being personal protection!" Ye Mengyao's voice grew sharp.
"But without that, how can we ensure your protection?" Ye Changfeng said helplessly.
"If he can't protect me without being personal, how can he be called an expert?"
"My precious daughter, how can he protect you without being close by?"
"Why does protecting me require such close proximity?"
Ye Mengyao snorted coldly.
Before today, she might have agreed to this male bodyguard arrangement.
Because she needed someone to shield her from Jiang Che's relentless pursuit.
But now... it seemed unnecessary.
Jiang Che apparently didn't want her anymore—
At this thought, she felt an inexplicable sense of grievance.
"Hey... daughter..."
"Beep beep beep—"
The call was hung up.
......
"Hehe... Mr. Ye Changfeng, it seems your daughter doesn't like me very much?"
Next to Ye's Father stood a somewhat arrogant young man.
It was the protagonist blessed by fate, the descending wild dragon — Lin Yu!
Indeed quite wild, though his features were rather ordinary, there was a kind of devilish charm between his brows.
Ye Changfeng could only sigh.
"My daughter has always been like this, lacking proper discipline..."
"It's fine, I'm always tolerant with girls," Lin Yu stood with his hands in his pockets, tilting his head 45 degrees to gaze at the sky, striking a pose against the void.
"Since Mengyao isn't willing to have you as her personal bodyguard, I'm afraid we'll have to apologize"
Ye Changfeng's words instantly broke through Lin Yu's facade.
"Wait... Mr. Ye, I think I can still be qualified as a bodyguard!"
He had seen Ye Mengyao's photos, and truthfully... he had never seen such a beautiful girl!
The moment he saw Ye Mengyao's picture, he had already designated her as his future woman. Even if he had to pay to protect her, he would be willing.
"My daughter has androphobia... personal protection is probably impossible"
"I can only arrange for you to enter Mengyao's school then. You can be her classmate... protect her safety during school hours! I'll arrange separate accommodation for you at night"
Ye Changfeng's words made Lin Yu's mood plummet.
He had been hoping to provide personal protection, sharing meals and lodging... perhaps sparking something between them.
Now it seemed... the road ahead would be long and difficult!
Yes, he still hadn't given up his ulterior motives.
"Fine, if not personal protection, then so be it. I'll be responsible for Mengyao's safety from now on"
Lin Yu patted his chest, full of confidence.
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
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!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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.”
