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  • Reborn to Stew Soup (GL) 114

    Chapter 114: Busy, Busy, Busy

    In her previous life, “Divorce, So Be It” had taken several episodes to gain a loyal audience, its popularity growing steadily. This time, airing on a popular channel with high viewership, it quickly attracted a large audience and generated buzz on Weibo after just two episodes.

    However, Weibo was mainly for young people. “Divorce, So Be It,” with its nostalgic and family-oriented themes, appealed more to middle-aged viewers. Although it generated some discussion on Weibo, it didn’t have the explosive virality of current idol dramas.

    Ji Junxin woke up and anxiously browsed Weibo, but she still didn’t repost anything. Mi Hongdou’s official Weibo account, which Mengguan was supposed to create, still hadn’t been set up, even after the drama’s premiere. Ji Junxin figured that Mengguan was also waiting, like her, waiting for the right moment to promote Mi Hongdou.

    Thinking this, she vaguely realized that she hadn’t fully detached from Miao Qianye. Her old self wouldn’t have overthought it, she would have just reposted it without considering the timing. In fact, she probably wouldn’t have even thought of promoting the drama…

    Ji Junxin didn’t realize that this change… was actually growth.

    Previously, after filming ended, she would just spend some time alone, not dwelling on the drama or contacting her co-stars, and she would naturally detach from the role. But this time, even after a month, she could still feel Miao Qianye’s influence, her calculating and cautious nature.

    It seemed that the immersion this time was deeper, she needed more time to recover, to truly say goodbye to Miao Qianye.

    Usually, after a drama ended, if she didn’t think about it, she would eventually forget. But this time was different. Although she hadn’t contacted Mi Hongdou, she thought of her often, especially during meals, when waking up, and before going to bed… almost all the time. And thinking of Mi Hongdou brought back memories of filming… She figured that was why she couldn’t detach from Miao Qianye.

    I can’t… contact her, can’t even think about her, for now! Ji Junxin decided.

    Then she picked up her phone and texted Mi Hongdou.

    Since I’ve decided not to contact her, I might as well send one last message before I start, she reasoned, having not received a reply to her previous message.

    Mi Hongdou, yawning, was in the chauffeured car on her way to Shudian. Yes, after a month and ten days, she was going back!

    [What are you doing?] Sender: Ji Junxin.

    Mi Hongdou’s heart pounded. Although it was just a five-character message, even shorter than the previous one, it felt much more… normal!

    Ji Junxin was lounging in bed, sleeping late, enjoying her time off. Although she loved acting, doing nothing was also great. As she waited for a reply, she figured Mi Hongdou was probably still asleep.

    But Mi Hongdou’s reply came quickly.

    [On my way to Shudian, “Divorce, So Be It 2” starts filming today.]

    Ji Junxin sat up abruptly.

    [Weren’t they waiting for the first season to air and generate buzz before starting the second?]

    They were… Mi Hongdou yawned, glanced at Yang Lianyi, who was sleeping soundly with an eye mask, and then at Bai Tang, who was dozing off. This sudden change in schedule surprised everyone.

    Ji Junxin sat cross-legged in bed, frowning.

    [They’re running out of time, it will clash with later projects.]

    Ji Junxin wasn’t a professional, she couldn’t judge the best timing for filming. But the point was, Mi Hongdou had left Jiang City, was on her way to Shudian.

    So, after a month and ten days in the same city, without even meeting, Mi Hongdou was leaving again!

    In “Divorce, So Be It 2,” Mi Hongdou was the female lead, carrying the entire drama, it wouldn’t be as easy as playing a supporting role. This kind of urban drama revolved around the main couple, so Mi Hongdou would probably be even busier than during “Imperial Secrets.” Ji Junxin figured that once she went back, she would be stuck on set, unless something happened.

    Leaving for months without even meeting! Mi Hongdou is the worst!

    Ji Junxin angrily got up, washed up, and ordered takeout. She had to have sticky rice balls today! And red bean pastries!

    By the time she finished eating, Mi Hongdou had already arrived in Shudian. Then she received Ji Junxin’s reply.

    [Good luck.]

    That period at the end… so frustrating! Couldn’t she have used an exclamation mark?!

    Mi Hongdou held her phone, hesitated, sighed, and decided not to reply.

    She frowned and went to prepare for the filming.

    Ji Junxin, full and satisfied, looked at the empty takeout containers, her mood slightly improved. Takeout, the taste was mediocre, but… at least the portions were large. When she couldn’t have Mi Hongdou’s cooking, quantity was the only comfort.

    Why am I thinking about Mi Hongdou again… She shook her head.

    Having not received any further replies, Ji Junxin felt it was time for a decision!

    She had to detach from the role… she didn’t want to be influenced by Miao Qianye and look at Mi Hongdou with those same eyes when they met again. She was Ji Junxin, not Miao Qianye. And Mi Hongdou… was Mi Hongdou, not the young Empress, not anyone else. They hadn’t shared Miao Qianye and the young Empress’s experiences, their sacrifices, their revenge. All that belonged to the characters. Ji Junxin and Mi Hongdou were friends in real life, although their shared experiences were limited, they had similar values, common interests, a mutual appreciation for each other’s acting, and a shared love for food. Ji Junxin hoped to detach from the role and interact with Mi Hongdou normally, not with such intensity.

    Ji Junxin’s hopes were beautiful, as if all her recent eagerness and intensity were solely due to Miao Qianye’s influence.

    A brief separation, for a better reunion!

    She took out her phone and deleted everything related to Mi Hongdou, including her number.

    No contact, no reminiscing, until she returned to normal. Of course, if Mi Hongdou contacted her, even if it was just a number on the screen, she would recognize it!

    So.

    Mi Hongdou immersed herself in the new drama, her days filled with filming. In her previous life, “Divorce, So Be It 2” had taken about six months to film. This time, they were given three and a half months. Needless to say, it was Qiao Rubai’s doing…

    Even having filmed it once before, this accelerated schedule was challenging. Fortunately, the male lead, although a newcomer, was a good actor. He had quickly risen to fame in her previous life, becoming a popular idol. So, despite the tight schedule, the long hours, they were still able to keep up with the filming, thanks to the leads’ dedication.

    Ji Junxin hadn’t texted again. Mi Hongdou often found herself typing messages, then deleting them.

    I’ll wait… until I’m stronger, more worthy.

    People had different values and perspectives. Mi Hongdou, when she first entered the industry, had become a fan of Ji Junxin. She had quickly become a promising newcomer, but she hadn’t tried to approach her idol. She had waited, working hard, building her career, until she felt she was good enough.

    Some people were just… sentimental. The more they liked someone, the more they wanted to be worthy of them.

    I like you so much, so I have to become a better version of myself, to meet you. I like you so much, so I’m willing to spend years getting closer to you, hoping that when you finally see me, you’ll see my worth, you’ll like me.

    That had been Mi Hongdou’s mindset in her previous life. And even after being reborn, her nature hadn’t changed. Although, thanks to Qiao Rubai, she had met Ji Junxin earlier and even gained her favor with her cooking, their time together during “Imperial Secrets” felt like a beautiful dream. Ji Junxin’s sudden departure, without even a proper goodbye, had been a blow, sending her back to her previous life’s waiting game.

    While Mi Hongdou focused on her work, Ji Junxin was trying to detach from her role, not even watching “Divorce, So Be It,” just asking Zhong Yin to repost it on Weibo when Mi Hongdou appeared.

    Mi Hongdou’s character appeared in episode 42. The day before, Yang Lianyi finally created an official Weibo account for her.

    The next day, when Mi Hongdou’s character appeared, Zhong Yin reposted the drama on Ji Junxin’s Weibo, tagging Mi Hongdou.

    [Recently discovered a great drama called “Divorce, So Be It,” check it out, everyone. The actress playing the daughter, Lin Qiao, Mi Hongdou, is very talented. Newcomer, fighting! @MiHongdou] Ji Junxin’s Weibo had over thirty million followers, while Mi Hongdou’s was brand new. With Ji Junxin’s repost, Mi Hongdou’s follower count skyrocketed.

    Millions of followers in just a few hours.

    Ji Junxin rarely used Weibo, mostly for promoting her own projects or Qiong Yu’s productions. This endorsement of a completely unrelated drama was unusual, and her fans were intrigued. Many, curious, clicked on Mi Hongdou’s tag.

    And then, their memories were jogged. Wasn’t this the little empress who made fried rice in that trailer Ji Junxin reposted? A good cook always garnered goodwill. And the fans who came from Ji Junxin’s Weibo were mostly loyal fans, it was natural for Mi Hongdou’s follower count to increase.

    Mi Hongdou’s Weibo account, created just the day before, had only one post, a generic greeting message. Now, the comments were flooding in.

    Most were from Ji Junxin’s fans, some remembering the fried rice and asking for recipes, others asking if she and Ji Junxin were friends, and why Ji Junxin had reposted her post.

    Many hadn’t even seen “Divorce, So Be It,” they were just there because of Ji Junxin.

    Yang Lianyi called and told Mi Hongdou to “hug Ji Junxin’s thigh,” or rather, to respond to Ji Junxin.

    Mi Hongdou looked at Ji Junxin’s Weibo post. The tone was formal, a generic endorsement of the drama and Mi Hongdou, without any personal touch. It didn’t seem like something Ji Junxin would write, more like a standard company post, similar to her previous promotional posts.

    But she still had to respond. Mi Hongdou reposted Ji Junxin’s Weibo and replied formally.

    [Thank you for the praise, I’ll continue to work hard!]

    She added a smiling emoticon at the end. Still very formal. She pressed send.

    Although Ji Junxin had decided to give herself time and space to detach, even deleting Mi Hongdou’s number, one couldn’t completely control their thoughts. She was just… trying her best.

    She had told herself not to watch “Divorce, So Be It,” even asking Zhong Yin to repost it on Weibo for her. But when Zhong Yin called to inform her that the post was up, Ji Junxin couldn’t resist watching the drama.

    Having watched the drama, checking Weibo… was also fine. Ji Junxin, thinking that one bite was as good as a feast, opened Weibo, saw Mi Hongdou’s new account… why hadn’t Zhong Yin or Mi Hongdou told her!

    She didn’t read the comments on her own post, but clicked on Mi Hongdou’s tag.

    And saw Mi Hongdou’s formal reply: [Thank you for the praise, I’ll continue to work hard!] Hmph! So formal! Not even a text message! I’m not playing with you anymore! Ji Junxin closed Weibo and started browsing takeout menus. She would order five or six bowls of red bean soup! It was early July, she wanted it iced, iced, iced! She would write it three times in the special instructions!

    Yes, it was early July, “Imperial Secrets” had wrapped two months ago, and “Divorce, So Be It 2” had been filming for over half a month.

    At Qiong Yu’s request, “Imperial Secrets” had been edited during filming. Although Director Pan hadn’t understood Qiao Rubai’s rush, he had cooperated. Since he filmed chronologically, it wasn’t difficult for the editing to keep up.

    By the time “Imperial Secrets” wrapped, most of the post-production for the estate scenes was already done.

    In early July, Mi Hongdou’s character in “Divorce, So Be It,” after just four episodes, was receiving positive reviews. And with the drama’s increasing popularity, her Weibo follower count also increased rapidly. And just then, the post-production for “Imperial Secrets” was completed, and they began the promotional campaign.

    It wasn’t until post-production was completely finished that Director Pan realized Qiao Rubai had been aiming for a summer release. He was stunned, just over a month for review and promotion, Qiao Rubai was really pushing it.

    And Qiao Rubai not only dared to think it, she also dared to do it.

    “Imperial Secrets” was scheduled for release at the end of August, catching the tail end of summer, perhaps even extending into October.

    With “Divorce, So Be It” airing, “Divorce, So Be It 2” filming, and the upcoming release of “Imperial Secrets,” along with the promotional campaign, Mi Hongdou, like a rising star, appeared on TV, in entertainment news, on Weibo, on posters… although the focus of these projects, except for the currently filming “Divorce, So Be It 2,” wasn’t on promoting her, she still garnered considerable attention.

    So, Mi Hongdou’s life was now defined by one word: “busy!” Busy filming, busy with interviews, busy dealing with jealous colleagues. Fortunately, Mengguan prioritized filming, only accepting essential interviews, otherwise, Mi Hongdou would have collapsed from exhaustion.

    The film industry wasn’t as over-the-top as it would be ten years later, with months of pre-release hype, endless appearances on entertainment news, TV shows, variety shows, press conferences everywhere… Mi Hongdou had initially thought Qiao Rubai would bring the future’s marketing tactics to the present and launch an explosive promotional campaign for “Imperial Secrets.” She had been prepared to sacrifice sleep and work around the clock.

    But… that didn’t happen.

    In early July, after post-production, they started a low-key promotional campaign for “Imperial Secrets.” In late July, after passing the review process, the campaign intensified, but it was still just trailers, posters, TV commercials, and magazine features. There were no press conferences. Mi Hongdou waited and waited, then couldn’t help but ask Yang Lianyi.

    Yang Lianyi told her to focus on filming and not worry about such trivial matters. Press conferences everywhere, how tiring and pointless, we’re not doing that! Mi Hongdou was speechless… she couldn’t tell her that’s exactly how it would be done ten years later.

    Not having to travel for promotions was a relief for Mi Hongdou, who was already sleep-deprived from filming. But… she wasn’t entirely happy. Firstly, she wouldn’t have a legitimate reason to see Ji Junxin. And secondly, Qiao Rubai had been avoiding her questions about the past, she also wanted to see Qiao Rubai!

    Unfortunately, having missed her earlier opportunities, Mi Hongdou was now trapped on set, unable to leave.

    Perhaps heaven heard her prayers. In mid-August, she finally had a chance to see both Ji Junxin and Qiao Rubai.

    Because… “Imperial Secrets” was premiering.

    Mi Hongdou hadn’t expected Qiao Rubai, with her future knowledge, to limit the promotional appearances to just the premiere.

    But it didn’t matter. After months of being stuck in Shudian, Mi Hongdou finally had a day off and returned to Jiang City.

    Since their Weibo exchange in early July, Mi Hongdou had only texted Ji Junxin twice. Both times, she initiated the conversation. Once, about Jiang Lingling’s increasingly successful restaurant, but Ji Junxin’s replies were unenthusiastic, so she stopped. The other time, about food, she had gone to a restaurant Ji Junxin liked and texted her about it, but… Ji Junxin’s replies were also lukewarm, so she dropped the topic.

    It seemed that if Ji Junxin didn’t even want to talk about food, then… there was nothing left to talk about.

    The two failed attempts made Mi Hongdou apprehensive about the upcoming premiere.

    Apprehensive, yet also expectant…

  • Reincarnated as a Holy Nun, I Refuse to Lose! v2c17

    Volume 2: Witch Kingdom Arc

    Chapter 17: Betrayal

    Doris looked at Luo Yuxi, her predatory gaze undisguised.

    “Little cutie, two choices: come back with me willingly, or I’ll take you back by force~”

    “Can I choose neither…?”

    Doris simply smiled, her crimson eyes gleaming with madness. Luo Yuxi quickly hid behind Yun Keke and Yu Keke. Although hiding behind lolis was embarrassing, it was better than being captured.

    “If you want to take big sister, you’ll have to go through me!”

    “If that’s what you want, it’ll just take a little longer~”

    [Unique Magic: Submersion]

    Doris attacked, and Yun Keke felt the familiar sensation of sinking into a dark quagmire, her senses dulled. But Doris, with her sharp combat instincts, also sensed Yu Keke’s attack from behind.

    “Little Yun!”

    “I know, leave the rest to me!”

    [Unique Magic: Burial]

    Yun Keke raised her hands, aiming at Doris. Yu Keke teleported a safe distance away. Doris, her senses blocked, was unaware of what was happening.

    “Big sister belongs to Little Yu and me! You can’t have her!”

    Yun Keke slammed her hands together, and a powerful force erupted, flattening the surrounding forest, even the cabin’s foundation was gone.

    “Did I get her…?”

    “Little Yun, watch out!”

    Yun Keke, seeing the flattened forest and sensing no trace of Doris, was about to relax when she heard Yu Keke’s warning. She shielded her chest with magic just as Doris appeared before her and punched her, the force of the blow sending shockwaves through her body.

    “Not bad, but I was aiming for a one-hit KO…”

    Yun Keke was sent flying, crashing into the ground. Her small body seemed fragile and helpless. Luo Yuxi, ignoring Ling Shuang, rushed over and used her divine power to protect Yun Keke.

    [Divine Art: Heal]

    “So… so much blood! Little Yun, don’t move!”

    “Her presence had vanished, why…?”

    Yun Keke struggled to her feet, looking at Doris in disbelief. They were both 2nd Order, but the difference in their power was overwhelming. Last time, she had needed the help of three bishops to fight Doris to a draw.

    “Nice magic, instantly compressing everything within a certain area. If I hadn’t dodged, I would be flat as a pancake~”

    Doris played with a strand of her hair, seemingly unfazed, as if the fight had been a mere warm-up.

    “I was going to kill you both, but I’ve changed my mind. I’ll take you alive~”

    As Doris spoke, a massive beam of light engulfed her, creating a huge crater in the forest. Yu Keke stood at the edge.

    [Super-Tier Light Magic: Holy Light Descent]

    “With such a wide range, she shouldn’t be able to—”

    “It’s rude to interrupt~”

    “!!!”

    Yu Keke turned and saw Doris standing behind her, less than ten meters away. The beam of light had a range of several kilometers, yet Doris had casually walked behind her.

    “How…?”

    “I just had to leave the area of effect before you activated the spell~”

    Doris walked towards Yu Keke, but as she took a step, she was bound by invisible chains. Yu Keke had set a trap.

    “Now I’ve got you, die…”

    [Unique Magic: Burial]

    “Not good…”

    Doris panicked as a square beam of light appeared beneath her, the space around her compressing. Yu Keke quickly retreated. Doris’s clothes were torn, even her stockings were ripped.

    “Taking you alive will be more troublesome than I thought…”

    Doris’s aura turned blood red, as if the entire space was being dyed. Yun Keke, healed by Luo Yuxi, had recovered and rushed to Yu Keke’s side.

    “I’ll cripple your magic circuits and tie you to a pole, making you watch as I enjoy Luo Yuxi’s body~”

    “Arrogant witch…”

    A red domain expanded from Doris, like a drop of ink in water, while Yun Keke and Yu Keke, holding hands, their white and purple figures like flowers in a sea of blood, stood their ground.

    “The Twin Witches are indeed troublesome together, but I’m not afraid~”

    Yun Keke and Yu Keke exchanged glances, their magic power surging, pushing back against the red domain. Doris realized she couldn’t win against both of them and turned to the black-robed witch.

    “Envy, how long are you going to watch?!”

    Her words heightened the tension. Yun Keke and Yu Keke held each other’s hands tighter. Doris was already difficult enough, let alone another Deadly Sin Witch.

    “Stop watching, just hold one of them back…”

    Doris thought the black-robed girl was finally going to help, and she turned to the lolis, her arrogance returning.

    “Once I capture you two, I’ll think of a fitting punishment. Making you watch as your most precious thing is destroyed seems like a good start~”

    Doris gathered her magic power. Yun Keke and Yu Keke were on guard. Suddenly, a gasp echoed through the air. Doris looked down in disbelief at the hand piercing her chest from behind.

    “Envy… you…”

  • Reincarnated as a Holy Nun, I Refuse to Lose! v2c16

    Volume 2: Witch Kingdom Arc

    Chapter 16: Encountering a Strong Enemy Again

    Yun Keke flew through the forest, searching, until she spotted a faint magical barrier. She reached out, and the barrier opened slightly.

    “Finally found it. Hopefully, Luo Yuxi’s sister won’t hate me after all this time. We’ll be family soon…”

    Yun Keke muttered, approaching the simple wooden cabin. Although plainly decorated, it exuded a sense of peace.

    “After I find Mom, I’ll bring big sister, Mom, and Little Yu to live here. A happy family of four~”

    She opened the door, then paused, sensing an unfamiliar yet familiar aura. A bad premonition washed over her.

    “No! Has this place been discovered by another witch?!”

    Yun Keke panicked. If other witches found this place, it would be a disaster. Ling Shuang was still tied up, wearing her nun’s habit. If other witches found her and mistook her for a nun… Yun Keke shuddered at the thought.

    “Big sister will definitely hate me if I offend her sister too…”

    Yun Keke rushed inside. The cabin was quiet, and a sense of dread filled her. The bed was empty.

    “I lost big sister’s sister!”

    Yun Keke was frantic. Although she had tied up Ling Shuang for her safety, she was still responsible.

    “How am I going to explain this to big sister? I came to rescue someone, and now I’ve lost another…”

    “Are you looking for her~?”

    “Huh?”

    Yun Keke turned sharply and saw a white-haired girl emerge from the shadows. Recognizing her, she instantly entered battle mode.

    “Wh-Why are you here…?”

    “It seems she’s indeed related to you~”

    A bound and unconscious Ling Shuang lay on the floor. It was Doris, the Wrath Witch, who had wanted to keep Luo Yuxi captive. Yun Keke didn’t understand how she had found this place.

    “After that little cutie disappeared, I’ve been searching for her. I didn’t expect to find such a cozy little cabin in the forest~”

    Doris sat on the bed, examining the simple decor. Yun Keke stared at Ling Shuang. Facing another 2nd Order witch, rescuing Ling Shuang without a fight was impossible.

    “Yes, this place is quite hidden. The only flaw is the magic barrier in such a remote location~”

    “What are you trying to say…?”

    “My pink-haired little cutie is with you, isn’t she? Hand her over.”

    “I don’t know what you’re talking about…”

    Doris stepped on Ling Shuang, who cried out in pain. Yun Keke didn’t dare move. If Ling Shuang was hurt, she wouldn’t be able to face Luo Yuxi.

    “I see there’s no point in talking. Coming to the Witch Kingdom for a rescue mission while wearing a nun’s habit? Such a ridiculous outfit…”

    Doris pressed her foot down harder. Ling Shuang woke up and looked at Doris.

    “Yo, you’re awake~”

    “You… bastard…”

    “So weak, yet you dare provoke someone stronger than you? Not very wise…”

    Yun Keke knew she couldn’t wait any longer. Even if she couldn’t defeat Doris, she could at least buy Ling Shuang some time to escape.

    “I wouldn’t move if I were you~”

    A black mist appeared. Yun Keke felt a chill. It was another 2nd Order witch. Even she couldn’t fight two at once.

    “Envy, you’ve been hiding, what are you up to…?”

    “…”

    “Whatever, just help me capture her. I need to find out where my little cutie is~”

    Doris’s eyes glowed red, her white hair fluttering, a murderous aura filling the room.

    “Let the carnage begin~”

    [Unique Magic: Full Enhancement]

    Doris charged, and the small cabin exploded, only the foundation remaining.

    “That was my dream house for a peaceful life with big sister! How dare you!”

    [Unique Magic: Submersion!]

    Yun Keke, enraged, attacked Doris, despite the difference in their power.

    [Divine Art: Flash]

    A golden light filled the forest. Doris, blinded, retreated.

    “So many surprises today~”

    Doris rubbed her eyes and saw that Ling Shuang had been rescued. Seeing her beloved pink-haired figure, Doris’s mouth went dry. She had only been separated from Luo Yuxi for a day, yet her possessiveness was overwhelming.

    “Finally, I’ve arrived! A hero always appears at the crucial moment! No matter who the enemy is, I’ll crush them!”

    Luo Yuxi, striking a heroic pose, stood before Yun Keke, holding Ling Shuang in a princess carry.

    “Little cutie~”

    “Uh…”

    As the light faded, Luo Yuxi saw the familiar silver hair, red eyes, and witch’s hat. She rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

    “Damn it, it’s her! I should have looked closer before coming down, then Yu Keke could have ambushed her…”

    Luo Yuxi looked at the blushing Doris, wanting nothing more than to escape. She couldn’t defeat a 4th Order witch, let alone a 2nd Order one. And the black-robed witch beside her, although familiar, was also clearly a 2nd Order.

    “I only came to show off after sensing Yun Keke’s distress signal, but…”

    Seeing Doris’s predatory gaze, Luo Yuxi knew reasoning was futile.

    “You guys fight, I’ll just be going…”

    “You’re not going anywhere~”

    …

  • The Grotesque Miss’s End Story v2c59

    Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Value of Sacrifice

    The next morning.

    Luo Ling, arriving at the Wellington office as usual, encountered a rare visitor.

    Lu Fangling, the office head, and Lu Manqing’s mother.

    As the team was choosing their commissions, Lu Fangling approached them with a troubled expression. “Miss Luo Ling.”

    “Hmm?” Luo Ling turned around, surprised. “Grandma Lu, long time no see.”

    “Mom, what are you doing here?” Lu Manqing asked, peeking out. “Are you giving us a hidden mission?”

    Lu Fangling ignored her daughter’s usual flippancy, looking at Luo Ling and delivering shocking news.

    “Last night, Ms. Fiona disappeared.”

    “Hmm?”

    Luo Ling paused, her expression turning grim.

    She knew Fiona had been investigating the past incident, her movements repeatedly captured by her intelligence network.

    Of course, Fiona had been cautious. With her status and strength, and Luo Ling’s help in concealing her tracks, it was unlikely anyone else had noticed.

    Unless…

    There was something Luo Ling didn’t know.

    Eve tugged at Luo Ling’s clothes, whispering curiously,

    “Who is this Ms. Fiona? Why is Head Lu personally informing you?”

    “Huh? Eve, you… don’t know her?”

    Luo Ling’s expression turned strange. “Aunt Fiona is one of the Fate Society’s constellations. Didn’t you meet her when she came to see me before?”

    “Really? I don’t remember…”

    Eve scratched her head, then slapped Luo Ling’s back. “You must be mistaken. There are no women among the Fate Society’s two constellations, they’re both men.”

    “…What?”

    Luo Ling paused, glancing at her teammates.

    They all looked confused, even Elsa, who whispered nervously, “Miss Luo Ling, where did you meet another ‘aunt’…”

    “That’s the problem, Specialist Luo Ling.”

    Lu Manqing’s voice was grave. “Most people have lost their memories of Ms. Fiona. She has been ‘forgotten.’

    “Fortunately, you still remember.”

    Luo Ling remained silent for a moment, then asked, “Grandma Lu, you didn’t come here just to tell me this, did you?”

    “Of course not. The Company directors are very concerned. After all, she’s a peak expert capable of wielding an Authority. Her safety isn’t just a matter for the Fate Society, but for all of humanity.”

    Lu Fangling said gravely, “You have a close relationship with Ms. Fiona. The directors want to know if you know her whereabouts, or if you’ve met her recently.”

    Luo Ling felt Elsa’s grip on her arm tighten slightly when Lu Fangling mentioned their “close relationship.”

    “I don’t know.” Luo Ling shook her head. “I’ve been on missions with the… team. I haven’t seen Aunt Fiona.”

    She still couldn’t bring herself to say that ridiculous team name…

    Especially since it was Lu Fangling’s daughter who had chosen it.

    “Telling me is useless,” Lu Fangling sighed. “I’ll be blunt. The directors want to see you.”

    Luo Ling’s heart sank. She suspected that Fiona’s disappearance was related to the Company directors.

    Had Fiona uncovered something unfavorable to the Company or the directors during her investigation?

    But if so, why bother informing her? They could have simply silenced Fiona…

    Several thoughts flashed through Luo Ling’s mind, but she quickly replied, “Should I go to headquarters now?”

    “No need, the directors are waiting for you in the meeting room.” Lu Fangling stepped aside.

    “Thank you, I understand.”

    Luo Ling nodded, giving Elsa a reassuring look before heading towards the meeting room.

    As she passed Lu Fangling, she felt a faint breeze carrying a whispered message.

    It was Lu Fangling’s voice.

    “I’m sorry, Miss Luo Ling. Fiona… is likely dead. My condolences.”

    Luo Ling’s eyes narrowed slightly, hearing the barely audible words.

    But she quickly suppressed her emotions, continuing towards the meeting room, her steps slightly hurried, as if she hadn’t heard anything.

    …….

    After a knock, a cold voice echoed from within the meeting room.

    “Enter.”

    Luo Ling entered, her previous conflicted expression replaced by her usual calmness.

    She had been to Wellington’s highest-level meeting room once before, for the joint interview with the three factions, with Lu Fangling representing the Company, Fiona representing the Fate Society, and Cheng Jianming representing the Torchbearers.

    It had only been a few months, yet so much had changed.

    Even Aunt Fiona might be…

    “Greetings, Directors.”

    Luo Ling bowed slightly.

    Only one figure was present in the meeting room, the woman from the cabin, who had been sitting on the sofa.

    She was still dressed in luxurious furs, her youthful face framed by old-fashioned spectacles with a chain.

    “There’s no need for formalities, relax.”

    The woman gestured for Luo Ling to sit, then asked directly,

    “Miss Luo Ling, have you been in contact with Ms. Fiona in the past month? This is very important, it might help us find her.”

    She stared intently at Luo Ling, her beautiful eyes filled with urgency and concern.

    “I… haven’t.”

    Luo Ling shook her head, a hint of sadness in her usually indifferent expression.

    This wasn’t an act, but suppressed emotion.

    Upon hearing the news from Lu Fangling, Luo Ling had immediately tried to contact the spores she had planted in the Victoria Opera House.

    But they were gone, she could no longer sense them.

    Some unknown power had annihilated them without a trace.

    This could only mean… the perpetrator was incredibly powerful. Although she didn’t want to believe it, Grandma Lu’s whispered words were likely true.

    Who had killed Aunt Fiona?

    …Anyone was possible.

    But at this moment, Luo Ling could only express a hint of sadness, powerless to act.

    The woman studied Luo Ling for a moment, then said,

    “Miss Luo Ling, don’t worry too much, Ms. Fiona is merely missing. With her strength, few in Victoria could kill her… even among the Grotesque factions, it would require a top-tier Agent.”

    “I… understand. Thank you, Director.”

    Luo Ling nodded, suppressing her emotions.

    “Did you tell her about our previous conversation?”

    The woman asked abruptly.

    Luo Ling felt her voice escape her control, answering with her first thought.

    “No.”

    “…Very good, Miss Luo Ling, you’ve kept your promise.”

    A strange expression flickered in the woman’s eyes as she nodded slightly.

    “However, I must remind you, some knowledge is poison, knowing too much isn’t always a good thing. Ignorance can be a blessing… I believe you understand.”

    Meaning, their previous conversation was for Luo Ling’s ears only. Revealing it… could be dangerous.

    So, had the Company directors killed Aunt Fiona because of this?

    But the directors had told her without any restrictions, likely anticipating that she might reveal it to others. They wouldn’t resort to killing a high-order Awakened One capable of wielding an Authority just for that.

    Besides, if that were the case, there would have been no need to ask her that question.

    Luo Ling knew she was now inevitably caught in Victoria’s brewing storm, Aunt Fiona perhaps the first casualty.

    “I understand.” Luo Ling nodded, then hesitated. “If you have any news about Aunt Fiona, please inform me immediately.”

    “Of course, Miss Luo Ling.” The woman nodded, her form gradually fading. “If you have anything else to tell us, just come to headquarters.

    “Farewell.”

    The woman’s shadow vanished completely, but Luo Ling remained there, her expression indifferent.

    A moment later, a faint white strand of hair fell from her head, dissipating into nothingness.

    The sealed memory returned, and a wave of guilt washed over her, tears welling up in her eyes.

    “Perhaps it’s because I told Aunt Fiona the truth that she…”

    Before entering the meeting room, Luo Ling had anticipated a memory probe, sealing that part of her memory within a strand of hair.

    No matter what methods the directors employed, they would only find that she hadn’t contacted Fiona recently.

    Only now, recalling everything, and considering the woman’s behavior, did Luo Ling understand the likely reason for Fiona’s demise.

    But perhaps… she wasn’t dead yet.

    The Company directors’ behavior was unusual, the situation still unclear.

    Leaving the meeting room, Luo Ling suppressed her grief.

    At the same time, her intelligence network throughout Victoria sprang into action, searching for any clues.

    “At least… I have to see Aunt Fiona again, even if it’s just her body.”

    …….

    Within the cabin, the woman’s figure reappeared, the elderly man and the young man waiting for her.

    However, they both looked pale and weakened, seemingly injured, which was why they hadn’t accompanied her to meet Luo Ling.

    “She knows almost nothing, and likely… hasn’t revealed anything about the Taboo disaster.” The woman said concisely.

    “Heh… not as I expected.” The elderly man said slowly. “However, even if that girl is a blabbermouth, revealing it to Fiona wouldn’t matter. What I’m worried about is…”

    His cloudy gaze sharpened. “Those who shouldn’t know, know more than just that.”

    The reason they had revealed the Taboo disaster to Luo Ling was because it wasn’t a complete secret. The Harbingers and several other Awakened Ones involved were aware of it.

    But…

    If someone had discovered other secrets, combined with this information and their knowledge of Victoria, they might have stumbled upon the closely guarded secret of the Company’s “old man” and the Harbingers’ Philosopher.

    The old man and Philosopher had jointly erected a barrier throughout Victoria, at great cost, to protect or obtain the same secret.

    If anyone touched upon this secret, even just a fleeting thought, they would be instantly detected.

    …Clearly, Fiona had touched upon this secret.

    Therefore, she had to die.

    Although… Fiona’s current status was technically “missing.”

    After detecting the barrier’s activation last night, the old man and the young man had immediately acted.

    However, killing a peak expert so hastily required a heavy price, hence their current injuries.

    But instead of Fiona’s death, they had only received news of her disappearance.

    “The Harbingers also acted.”

    That was the only conclusion they could reach.

    Philosopher was also monitoring the secret, but the old man didn’t know his intentions. Perhaps he also wanted to kill Fiona, or perhaps… he wanted to obtain more information from her.

    The former was fine, as the directors also wanted her dead, but the latter was unfavorable to the Company.

    Lacking any leads, the Company directors could only try to inquire with Luo Ling, Fiona’s closest acquaintance, hoping to deduce how she had learned about the taboo secret.

    They weren’t sure how much Luo Ling knew about the past incident, or whether it was a fragmented piece of information from her that had led Fiona to the taboo secret.

    The result was nothing. Luo Ling claimed to know nothing, the woman’s ability ineffective.

    This matter couldn’t be left unresolved. If this secret were revealed, the entire Company would face a catastrophic disaster.

    …Or rather, Company headquarters.

    The Company in Victoria consisted of sixteen offices, with the London office as its headquarters, controlling all other offices and branches in various Boundaries.

    But originally… these offices hadn’t all belonged to the Company, but various Awakened factions, gradually merging into the current Company.

    The same applied to the branches in other Boundaries.

    The Company was essentially an alliance of Awakened organizations, though this alliance was tightly controlled and heavily reliant on the three directors.

    If this secret were revealed, the consequences for the directors would be devastating, a fact even the Harbingers understood, though they hadn’t learned the secret yet.

    Whether Fiona, dead or alive, had revealed it…

    The three directors’ expressions were filled with unease.

    “Cough, cough… let’s begin early. We can’t wait any longer.” The old man coughed, wiping the blood from his lips.

    “But we’re not ready yet.” The young man frowned, his injuries no less severe than the old man’s, though his Myriad path abilities alleviated the pain.

    “Just a few more sacrifices,” the old man said indifferently. “If we wait any longer, until the Harbingers make their move, we’ll all be dead.

    “We have to prepare for the worst. If the Harbingers obtain this secret… heh, they’ll learn even more, their capabilities increasing significantly.

    “Remember how the Harbingers obtained the ritual for stealing Grotesqueries’ Authorities? Wasn’t it thanks to… us?”

    The atmosphere in the cabin turned grim.

    His meaning was clear. The ritual had been leaked by one of them, the traitor among the three directors.

    Who was Historian?

    Even the directors didn’t have a definitive answer.

    Even the old man could only say he was the least likely candidate, but he couldn’t rule it out completely.

    One thing was certain: Historian would never allow either side to gain absolute dominance, wouldn’t reveal the secret in a matter of fundamental importance.

    However, what no one expected was that…

    Not only the Harbingers, but also the Company directors possessed the ritual for stealing Authorities.

    In fact, the Harbingers’ ritual was merely a crude imitation.

    “By the way, just kill her. Remember to extract her soul. We need her to answer some questions, there might be unexpected gains.” The old man said casually, as if suggesting something trivial.

    The directors were also concerned about the Grotesquery capable of annihilating Boundaries.

    As long as this Grotesquery remained hidden, the Company’s most powerful weapon, the ability to forcibly trigger Boundary collapses, would be unusable.

    With Fiona still alive, they had hesitated to kill Luo Ling and search her soul. They could wait.

    But now, the old man had lost his patience. They needed answers, and they needed them now.

    “That’s not a problem. Let’s add her team to the list of sacrifices, a small contribution to humanity. But… who will do it?” The young man pondered.

    “Cheng Jianming of the Torchbearers will do. A bloodied knife is always more effective.”

    The woman shrugged indifferently. “However, let’s spare the two second-generation members. Linna’s death caused enough trouble already.”

    “Hmm… there’s still a high-order Awakened One among them, enough to activate one of the ritual’s focal points.” The young man nodded.

    “Let’s do that.”

    The old man stared into the fire, finalizing their decision.

    It was just the sacrifice of a few insignificant specialists.

    They had made similar decisions countless times.

    …All for the sake of humanity’s uncertain future.

  • Malicious Female Lead’s Guide to Causing Trouble [Quick Transmigration] 58p1

    Chapter Fifty-Eight p1

    “What the—?” Bo Chi was dumbfounded, not expecting her to confess instead of apologizing and explaining.

    Was this some new way of escaping responsibility?

    Bo Chi didn’t fall for it at all, and even took two steps back, hiding behind the door with a vigilant look: “Speak properly, don’t talk about love and stuff, what are you doing here?”

    There were still tears on Xu Zhidie’s face, adding a touch of softness to her usually dignified appearance: “Yu Zhao is not a good person, and she’s not a good match for you. She grew up in an orphanage since childhood, and the people there would scheme against each other for a meal, her mind is definitely more complicated than a sieve!“

    Bo Chi tsked: “Don’t stereotype, I think my Ah Zhao is very good. She hasn’t done anything harmful, and she’s acting diligently to support me. How is she not better than you, a traitor?“

    Xu Zhidie’s voice suddenly rose: “I’m not a traitor! CEO Bo, I never wanted to harm you! There was no mention of you in those drafts, and I didn’t say anything bad about the sponsor, I only wanted to target Yu Zhao!“

    Bo Chi’s smile faded, and she said coldly: “Yu Zhao is mine, our interests are inseparable. You targeting her is targeting me.“

    “No! I can’t accept this!” Xu Zhidie covered her ears as if she was about to collapse, leaned unsteadily against the wall, and cried: “Didn’t you like Ming Songrui the most before? Why did you change your mind and like Yu Zhao? She knows how good you are, and she will definitely come and take you away from me, what will I do then? CEO Bo, I’ve liked you for so many years, I’ve followed you for so many years, tell me what should I do!“

    Bo Chi really wanted to say none of my business, but seeing Xu Zhidie’s desperate look, she still said with a headache: “Let it go, my friend. As the saying goes, form is emptiness, emptiness is form. With your personality and ability, you can be liked by anyone, why hang yourself on this crooked tree?“

    Xu Zhidie shook her head, tears streaming down her face: “It’s different, I’ve been paying attention to you since school. You’ve always been so capable and powerful, doing everything with ease. At first, it might have been admiration and worship, but after so many years of being by your side, I understand that I can’t live without you.“

    She raised her face, her teary eyes filled with pleading: “CEO Bo, I don’t ask for much, I can accept that you like someone else, and I can also accept that you will eventually have a family, but I can’t accept you letting her touch the company. Every bit of it is a trace and memory of our journey, I don’t want it to be destroyed and tarnished!“

    Bo Chi: “…Wake up, this company is mine, no, Yu Zhao is my girlfriend, this company will be ours in the future.“

    The more she spoke, the more heartbroken Xu Zhidie became. Now, she simply squatted on the ground, holding her head and crying.

    Bo Chi also wanted to cry.

    If she had known that Xu Zhidie had these thoughts, she would have transferred her to another department when she first came here. Why wait until now and let Xu Zhidie have so many opportunities to cause trouble?

    Fortunately, Yu Zhao had gone to the film crew and wasn’t mentally affected by Xu Zhidie’s sudden visit. And she naturally wouldn’t give in, and said firmly: “Stop talking, you’ve already been fired. I won’t pursue the matter of the press release, but if you continue to pester me, I won’t be so lenient next time.“

    Xu Zhidie looked up with teary eyes, and seeing Bo Chi’s cold expression, as if she had returned to her previous cold and heartless appearance, she couldn’t help but smile foolishly: “Not so lenient? Then what do you want to do to me? Hit me, scold me, or lock the restless me in the basement and bully me day and night?“

    Bo Chi: “I will kiss Yu Zhao in front of you.“

    Xu Zhidie’s expression froze.

    Bo Chi tilted her head and added: “A French kiss.“

    Xu Zhidie immediately looked like she had eaten shit, and said angrily: “No! You can’t! I don’t accept it! I won’t allow it!“

    Bo Chi sighed in her heart, and said leisurely: “Then you honestly find a job and stop wandering around in front of me. Otherwise, every time I see you, I’ll kiss my wife.“

    Xu Zhidie put on a mask of pain, and still couldn’t help but expose her: “Yu Zhao has gone to the film crew, you can’t kiss her!“

    “Okay.” Bo Chi readily changed her words: “Then I’ll kiss her photo, kiss the things she left behind, and if that doesn’t work, I’ll open a video call and kiss her remotely. Anyway, I want to kiss her every time I see you.“

    Xu Zhidie’s mentality exploded, and just as she was about to speak, Bo Chi took out her phone and said slowly: “Don’t believe me? Then I’ll open her photo and let you see with your own eyes.“

    If she really saw it, Xu Zhidie’s heart would probably break into pieces.

    She finally couldn’t bear it anymore, and ran downstairs crying.

    After being sad in the car for a while, Xu Zhidie regained her composure.

    She had always been a very persistent person. When she was in school, her grades were not good, but because she admired Bo Chi, she worked hard and got into the same university as her. After working, she didn’t understand many things, but with Bo Chi standing in front of her, she could do everything to get closer to her.

    Now that Bo Chi didn’t want her anymore, she naturally wouldn’t give up easily. Even if she had to use all means, she would drive Yu Zhao away and return to Bo Chi’s side!

    Xu Zhidie’s years of hard work were not in vain. Ever since she disappeared from the company and her position was replaced by someone else, several companies had indirectly sent invitations, and among these people, the three words Ming Songrui were particularly conspicuous and abrupt.

    Should she cooperate with Ming Songrui?

    Xu Zhidie hesitated.

    She wasn’t hesitant because of other factors, but simply because she found that Ming Songrui was even more stupid than her – in Bo Chi’s eyes, this might be free and easy, confident, and not demanding, but in Xu Zhidie’s eyes, this was stupid!

    She clearly had such favorable conditions, but she squandered them because of Bo Chi’s pampering. Now, she belatedly felt that she had lost something, but she still put on a condescending attitude, waiting for Bo Chi to turn back. Wasn’t this stupid?

    But after thinking about it, Xu Zhidie still made the call and invited Ming Songrui to meet in the afternoon.

    After all, among so many people, only Ming Songrui was the person Bo Chi had deeply loved…

    **

    Bo Chi discovered a tricky matter, which was that Ming Songrui, who had been quiet for a while, was inexplicably getting involved with Xu Zhidie.

    These two people, as if they had taken the wrong medicine, were tirelessly causing trouble every day, either sending flowers or having chance encounters, making Bo Chi envious, jealous, and hateful – Why, as CEOs, she was working day and night, while Ming Songrui could be so free??

    Bo Chi was very angry. What made her even angrier was that the new assistant hurriedly came over and said to her: “CEO Bo, Director Wei just called and said that the Ming Group wants to invest some money and also insert someone into the cast. The production team has sufficient funds now, and he’s not sure whether he should agree or not, so he wants to ask for your instructions.“

    “Insert someone?” Bo Chi’s pen paused, and she frowned: “Did he say who?“

    The new assistant nodded: “Yes, the person is called Tao Su. Because she looks similar to a famous actress, everyone calls her ‘Little Jade Girl’. If she joins the cast, it might bring some traffic after the drama airs.“

    “No need.” Bo Chi lost interest after hearing this, and continued to sign the documents: “Let Director Wei refuse. This is Ah Zhao’s first drama, and I don’t want those messy people to get involved. By the way, have you done what I told you a few days ago?“

    The new assistant thought for a while: “You mean the actor number 13 from the audition that day? I’ve already taken care of it for you. She got a supporting role, and she looked very happy and satisfied.“

    Bo Chi nodded, didn’t take this matter to heart anymore, waved the assistant away, and continued to work.

    She had too many things to do, and didn’t have the energy to pay attention to others.

    Tao Su was just a small matter to her, and she didn’t pay attention to the follow-up anymore. Until a week later, the assistant came over again and reported: “CEO Bo, Tao Su is insinuating Madam online, what do you want to do about it?“

    “Madam?” Bo Chi’s head was muddled from being busy, and she said in confusion: “What madam? Oh, my wife?“

    Her eyes suddenly sharpened, and she slammed the pen on the table: “Bullying my wife? Who gave her the guts? Immediately spend money to clarify and refute, and expose all the good things she has done before!“

    Yu Zhao only said not to ban her, so it should be okay for her to expose the things Tao Su had done, right?

    Bo Chi thought with a good mentality. Seeing that the pen was broken by her, she mourned for two seconds, and then went home from work as a matter of course.

    Just as she entered the bathroom to take a bath, Yu Zhao’s unique ringtone suddenly rang.

    Bo Chi was covered in water, hurriedly dried her hands and answered the phone.

    “Did you help me deal with the Tao Su matter?” Yu Zhao’s voice was filled with a smile, and when Bo Chi heard it, the other party’s focused and gentle eyes appeared in her mind.

    “Thank you. I just finished filming, and when Director Wei told me about it, I was still thinking about how to deal with Tao Su, but I didn’t expect that you had already settled it for me.” Yu Zhao said halfway, and suddenly heard something, her tone becoming subtle: “Are you taking a bath?“

    Bo Chi responded: “Yes, you should also take a bath and rest early, don’t overwork yourself. With me, the sponsor, here, you don’t need to worry about the outside matters, I will solve them all for you!“

    Yu Zhao’s voice lowered, as if she didn’t want others to hear, and she drew out the end of her words, as if seducing or acting coquettishly: “Sponsor big sister is so good to me, I really want to take a bath with big sister.“

    “? A question mark appeared above Bo Chi’s head: “Is there any necessary connection between these two sentences?“

    “No.” Yu Zhao chuckled: “I just simply want to take a bath with big sister.“

    Bo Chi’s face flushed slightly, and she muttered: “Then you have to come back first.“

    Yu Zhao teased her: “If I come back, will big sister take a bath with me?“

    Bo Chi hummed, and deliberately said: “Not just taking a bath together, as long as you come back, I’ll do anything you want.“

    The sound of obviously heavier breathing came from the other end of the phone. After two seconds, Yu Zhao’s suppressed voice came, hoarse and filled with desire: “You said it.“

    Bo Chi paused, and suddenly regretted it a little.

    Although Yu Zhao still had to film for a while, and couldn’t come back these two days, but the longer she held back, the more violent the outburst would be, right?

    She would be the one suffering at that time!

    Bo Chi immediately became cowardly, and said weakly: “I, I was just kidding…“

    Yu Zhao was unmoved, and said meaningfully, word by word: “Then big sister, continue washing. Remember to wash, clean, okay?“

    Bo Chi: “…Wuu.“

    This kind of big bad wolf’s tone was too scary!

    When Yu Zhao came back, would she really have a chance to get out of bed…

  • A Girl Dies Every Day in Her Dream Life 155

    Chapter 155: The Little Princess Appears, A Familiar Gift

    Several young talents had already been defeated by Nangong Mian at the banquet.

    She hadn’t even really fought. After her opponents exhausted all their techniques, she simply walked over and patted them on the shoulder.

    This meant… these young talents weren’t even qualified to make Nangong Mian fight seriously.

    Finally, no more young talents were willing to step forward and be humiliated.

    Nangong Mian stood gracefully, looking at everyone with a smile.

    “Uncles, Auntie did say that you should bring the best young talents in your clans for Xue Meimei to choose from, but now…”

    She made a troubled face. “This… might be difficult.”

    The “Auntie” Nangong Mian referred to was the Empress, and hearing her words, the lords and nobles’ expressions darkened slightly.

    “Xiao Mian, don’t speak nonsense.”

    The Sixth Prince still had a cheerful demeanor. He glanced at the Empress, then looked at the lords and nobles and said,

    “This child is still young and doesn’t know any better. Please forgive her.”

    “Of course, of course…”

    The lords and nobles forced smiles.

    Being looked down upon by a junior… Although they couldn’t refute it, they were still unhappy.

    Like Zhou Ling, brought by You Wang, the juniors brought by these lords and nobles weren’t the most outstanding in their clans, but those of direct bloodline.

    Among the branch families, there were also some talented individuals, even stronger than the direct descendants, but their treatment was definitely much worse.

    And for a banquet where they could meet the Empress or the Immortal Emperor, it was even less likely for them to bring these branch family members.

    This selfish motive was exposed by Nangong Mian, but the lords and nobles didn’t dare to speak out.

    Because… Nangong Mian had mentioned the Empress, even using the intimate address “Auntie”…

    “This is probably… the Empress’s intention…”

    The lords and nobles all thought of this and realized that they had to reassess the Empress’s attitude towards Princess Xue.

    Could it be that she wasn’t deliberately ostracizing her, as the rumors said?

    “Is the Empress… standing up for me?”

    Luo Xue, behind the gauze curtain, stared intently at Nangong Mian. What the lords and nobles understood, she naturally understood as well.

    The Sixth Prince had taken the initiative to give the young talents a chance to show their abilities, but then had Nangong Mian, whose strength was far superior, step forward and humiliate them, embarrassing the lords and nobles.

    Luo Xue’s gaze shifted between Nangong Mian and the Empress, lost in thought.

    What was this woman, whom she should call Mother, planning?

    It was a pity that she had only been awake for about half a day, and many of her memories hadn’t returned yet. And in her memories, she didn’t seem to have seen her father or mother much.

    “Your Highness, it’s time for you to appear.”

    Seeing Luo Xue spacing out again, the etiquette official quickly reminded her.

    Her face was filled with worry, even more certain that the little princess’s attention was completely focused on Nangong Mian.

    That Sixth Prince, with so many prodigies in his clan, he had to choose a girl…

    No, it was because he was worried that the young princess would fall for someone unsuitable.

    Who knew that Her Highness even liked girls…

    How troublesome.

    The etiquette official already knew about Nangong Mian.

    This was deliberately arranged by the Empress, originally intending to do this before the Immortal Emperor, but he hadn’t come.

    “I… I have to appear?” Luo Xue was flustered and quickly sat up straight. “Madam, is this alright?”

    Luo Xue didn’t understand court etiquette. She didn’t even know what she should or shouldn’t do. Now, suddenly having to face these lords and nobles, she couldn’t help but feel nervous.

    This nervousness, in the eyes of the etiquette official, was completely misinterpreted.

    Once a misunderstanding started, it would only escalate.

    “Her Highness even forgot to put on her veil…”

    The etiquette official sighed inwardly and pointed to the thin veil on the table.

    “Put this on, Your Highness.”

    “Oh, oh, okay.”

    Luo Xue nodded repeatedly and hurriedly put on the veil.

    After she was ready, the court attendant with the shrill voice stepped forward again and announced,

    “Her Highness Princess Xue has arrived!”

    This time, the lords and nobles didn’t stand up. The little princess’s status wasn’t high enough for them to rise and bow.

    However, the young talents were still looking forward to finally seeing the legendary Princess Xue.

    The white gauze curtain slowly opened, revealing a silver-haired girl sitting dignifiedly, with the etiquette official standing respectfully beside her.

    Almost all the young talents were captivated by the girl, marveling at how she deserved the title “Princess Xue” bestowed by the Immortal Emperor. Her cascading silver hair was truly impressive.

    However, the lords and nobles looked at the etiquette official beside her, their pupils constricting.

    “It’s her? Why is she…”

    “It makes sense, she’s the Empress’s… It seems that the rumors about Princess Xue are not entirely accurate…”

    “The affairs within the imperial family are indeed complicated, not for us outsiders to speculate.”

    It was precisely because they didn’t want to get involved that all the other princes and princesses hadn’t returned to the palace to attend their sister’s birthday banquet.

    “Your Highness, you have to say something.”

    Seeing Luo Xue silent, the etiquette official became anxious and quickly transmitted her voice.

    “Say… say what?”

    “Greet the Empress and the lords and nobles!”

    “Greet them…”

    Luo Xue thought for a moment, then raised her hand and waved.

    “Hello, everyone~”

    Then she looked towards the Empress and waved again.

    “Hello, Mother~”

    Everyone was stunned into silence, even the figure within the purple mist seemed speechless.

    The etiquette official wanted to kneel and apologize. Your Highness, you can’t do this to this old servant! Why did you forget all the etiquette I taught you…

    Luo Xue didn’t know the complicated greetings of the court. There were no such things in her memories.

    Not that she couldn’t remember, but she had never learned them…

    “Good.”

    Just then, the Empress’s cold voice came from the throne, easing the awkward silence.

    Then, the young talents at the banquet quickly responded.

    “This subject, Zhou Ling, thanks Your Highness for your concern, and offers a Nine Nether Ice Lotus, wishing Your Highness eternal health and happiness.”

    “This subject, Chen Kangsheng, thanks Your Highness for your concern, and offers a piece of Profound Ice, wishing Your Highness eternal youth, beauty, and prosperity.”

    “…”

    The young talents, on behalf of the lords and nobles, offered their blessings and birthday gifts to Princess Xue, all of them treasures suitable for female cultivators.

    Court attendants came and went, collecting the gifts and returning corresponding gifts, finally bringing the situation back on track.

    The etiquette official glared at Luo Xue, but Luo Xue only felt wronged.

    You were the one who told her to greet them…

    And she did!

    “Sixth Granduncle, do we also have to give a gift?”

    Nangong Mian looked at the court attendants moving around the banquet hall, her eyes shining, her mouth almost watering, as if she was about to rob them.

    If she could use all these treasures, she could at least advance her Desolate Extinction Scripture by half a level!

    “Don’t be silly,” the Sixth Prince immediately saw through Nangong Mian’s thoughts and rolled his eyes. “It doesn’t matter whether you give a gift or not. If you want treasures, just exchange them with your Xuanyin Tokens within the clan.”

    Xuanyin Tokens were like points, awarded for contributions to the clan or completing missions. Magical treasures, techniques, and heavenly treasures within the clan, unless unique, had to be exchanged with these tokens.

    Large cultivation families had many descendants, even several prodigies, so resource allocation was always a problem.

    “The gifts from the imperial family seem quite good~”

    Although Nangong Mian still stood beside the Sixth Prince, her gaze lingered on the gifts.

    “…Let me tell you, I haven’t prepared anything.”

    The Sixth Prince’s eyelid twitched. He knew this girl was trying to get something from him.

    He had already given her quite a few Xuanyin Tokens as payment for this mission, and she still wanted more.

    …No way.

    “Oh, but I don’t have anything either…”

    Nangong Mian’s expression drooped. She was a body cultivator, the most resource-intensive cultivation path, and she didn’t have any treasures, not even a few spirit stones.

    “Then just stand there quietly.”

    The Sixth Prince was slightly smug, having finally managed to control this little girl.

    Nangong Mian’s reputation within the clan’s territory wasn’t small, but it wasn’t because of her title as Mian Wudi, but rather…

    She was infamous, feared by everyone.

    Because of the high resource consumption of body cultivation, Nangong Mian was practically penniless, possessing only her unmatched strength within the same realm.

    And what could she do with this strength…

    Every once in a while, the clan would open small world secret realms for the juniors to train and obtain cultivation resources.

    Anyone who had enough Xuanyin Tokens as an entrance fee could enter the secret realm and compete.

    Then… Nangong Mian, relying on her invincible strength within the same realm, would rush into every secret realm, sweeping away almost 90% of the resources, beating up all the other juniors.

    This left the other juniors with neither training experience nor resources, wasting their entrance fees.

    Therefore, after this, almost no one dared to enter a secret realm where Nangong Mian was participating.

    Occasionally, there would be a few who didn’t believe it, but after one experience, they learned their lesson.

    A secret realm that could accommodate a hundred people, the clan only collected entrance fees from less than ten, a huge loss.

    And the clan couldn’t do anything about Nangong Mian. After all, she was invincible at her level. They couldn’t change the ancient clan rules just for her.

    The Sixth Prince had brought Nangong Mian to the clan’s main territory, and the happiest were the Foundation Establishment juniors of the same level, practically cheering as she left.

    The most worried were the Core Formation juniors…

    If Nangong Mian successfully formed her core after this trip, they would be the ones suffering.

    As for whether Nangong Mian could be invincible at the Core Formation Realm… after several mid-stage Core Formation cultivators went to challenge her and were beaten back, no one doubted it anymore.

    “How about, I give some blood!”

    Nangong Mian suddenly clapped her hands, and these words stunned the Sixth Prince.

    “Give… give blood? Mian’er… what are you planning?”

    “I don’t have any treasures, I can’t just give away my food money for tomorrow, can I?”

    Nangong Mian clutched the three remaining spirit stones in her pocket and said seriously,

    “Anyway, blood can regenerate, and this is the blood of the Desolate Extinction Scripture! Although it’s useless, it’s something to brag about!”

    Those who were qualified and willing to cultivate the Desolate Extinction Scripture, from ancient times to the present, could be counted on one hand.

    Firstly, it was a matter of talent. It wasn’t just about having good talent, but having the right kind of talent, a matter of compatibility. Not all geniuses could cultivate the Desolate Extinction Scripture.

    Secondly, it was the matter of resource consumption. Although Nangong Mian had reached the peak of Foundation Establishment in just a few years, that was because she had plundered many secret realms…

    For cultivators with fewer resources, it might take hundreds, or even thousands, of years.

    Finally, the most important thing was…

    The Desolate Extinction Scripture could only be considered complete if one achieved Enlightenment Core Formation. Otherwise, it was an incomplete version.

    Even the most talented prodigies couldn’t guarantee that they would achieve Enlightenment Core Formation.

    In this case, with other top-tier body cultivation techniques available, why choose one that was likely to be incomplete?

    Therefore, when Nangong Mian displayed the Desolate Extinction Scripture, the lords and nobles were shocked.

    “Huh? Not blood essence?”

    The Sixth Prince’s eyes widened slightly. He had thought Nangong Mian was going to give away a few drops of her blood essence, the only thing a body cultivator could condense.

    But… she was just giving ordinary blood?

    The Desolate Extinction Scripture had a powerful regenerative ability. Ordinary blood was plentiful, and besides carrying a hint of the Desolate Extinction Scripture‘s aura, it was useless.

    “Sixth Granduncle, are you confused? I don’t even have much blood essence myself, how can I give it away?”

    Nangong Mian glared back, finding the Sixth Prince’s question strange.

    A single drop of a body cultivator’s blood essence was equivalent to countless treasures. Giving it away would be a huge loss, how could she earn anything?

    She was here to gain benefits, not to give them away.

    “Nonsense, this is utter nonsense!”

    The Sixth Prince was furious, but Nangong Mian had already made up her mind.

    She stepped forward, bowed to the Empress, then looked towards Luo Xue and smiled sweetly.

    “This subject, Nangong Mian, thanks Your Highness for your concern, and offers a bottle of blood from the Desolate Extinction Scripture, wishing Your Highness eternal youth and beauty~”

  • As a villain, I just want them to behave 242

    Chapter 242: As Expected of You

    Chrissy placed the food on the table and poured Meggie Liran a cup of warm black tea.

    “Please eat. I’ll come back to clean up tomorrow morning. I have to go back and accompany Kailun now.”

    She kept her head lowered, her bangs covering her eyes.

    Hearing Chrissy’s words, Meggie Liran felt another pang of pain in her heart. She walked over and grabbed Chrissy’s wrist. “Can’t you escape? Since you can come here, you must be able to escape, right?”

    Chrissy shook her head, feigning dejection. “I can’t. Kailun not only left a mark on me but also on you. As long as these marks remain, we’ll be caught even if we flee to the ends of the earth.”

    “Humph, I knew it. You still have thoughts of escaping. That’s good. I thought you were so attached to Kailun that you wouldn’t even want to escape. It seems you haven’t completely fallen.”

    A glimmer of hope appeared in Meggie Liran’s heart. As long as Chrissy hadn’t completely fallen, there was still a chance for her to turn back.

    If she could make Chrissy see Kailun’s evil nature, she might be able to change her mind. At least, that’s what Meggie Liran believed.

    “No, I can’t go back. There’s only Kailun in my heart now. This is an undeniable fact.”

    Chrissy raised her head and looked at the Pope with sincere eyes.

    Despite the sincerity in Chrissy’s eyes, Meggie Liran, having been deceived before, couldn’t help but suspect that it was an act, a ploy to make her give up.

    To avoid backfiring, she didn’t press further.

    Meggie Liran pulled Chrissy’s wrist and led her to the table. “Stay and chat with me for a while. We haven’t had a proper conversation since Kailun appeared.”

    Chrissy mumbled softly, “I’d rather go back sooner…”

    “What did you just say?”

    Meggie Liran thought she heard Chrissy say something.

    Chrissy: “Nothing, nothing. Please eat first.”

    “There’s no need for honorifics. I’m no longer the Pope. Kailun has taken that title.”

    Meggie Liran’s words were laced with resentment. The thought of Kailun made her lose her appetite.

    Chrissy: “Kailun is truly despicable.”

    “Forget it, let’s not talk about him.”

    Meggie Liran waved her hand. She planned to subtly guide Chrissy.

    If things went well, she might even be able to convince Chrissy to betray Kailun and turn the tables.

    However, this was too risky. She didn’t intend to let Chrissy do this. After all, there was still Afra, the knight, whose threat was no less than Kailun’s.

    Without Kailun’s restraint, the powerful knight might become a crazed butcher.

    She was numb. Thinking about Kailun’s hidden cards, Meggie Liran had no idea how to turn the situation around.

    A voice whispered in her heart, “Give up. It’s useless. You’ll never be Kailun’s match.”

    To “purify” Chrissy’s heart, she told her many stories, some from her own experiences, some she had heard before. These stories could, to a certain extent, awaken Chrissy’s memories.

    Meggie Liran talked at length, her eating pace slowing down significantly.

    They chatted for a long time, stopping only when the first rays of dawn appeared on the horizon.

    Chrissy packed up and prepared to leave. “It’s getting late. I have to go back now. I’ll secretly bring you food for the next few days. Don’t mention what we talked about just now. I’m afraid Kailun might misunderstand. I don’t have any other choice, do I?”

    She gave Meggie Liran a sad, forced smile.

    Meggie Liran quickly said, “No, there’s still a chance. As long as there’s hope, there’s a chance.”

    For some reason, after their long conversation, Meggie Liran had placed her hopes on Chrissy, as if saving her would be saving herself.

    Even if she could no longer escape, she had to make Chrissy turn back.

    “Alright, I suppose there’s still some hope. I’ll leave now. See you tomorrow night.”

    Chrissy looked at the sky outside with regret.

    It wasn’t because she hadn’t grasped the hope Meggie Liran had spoken of, but because Kailun had been “occupied” by Illusion and Afra tonight.

    To complete the task Kailun had assigned her, she hadn’t even had a “sip of the soup.” How disappointing.

    Chrissy’s regretful expression was misinterpreted by Meggie Liran, who smiled faintly.

    It was settled.

    ……

    “Charles, Paul, you have truly disappointed me. I gave you so many people, and what happened? Not only did you waste an entire day and fail to capture him, but you also caused such heavy losses, forcing me to step in personally.”

    At eight in the morning, Kailun, disguised as the Pope, held a morning meeting. Sitting on the Pope’s throne, he berated the people below, his voice filled with disappointment.

    “You’ve embarrassed us all. Now everyone in Alaye thinks you’re a bunch of good-for-nothings. Go hang yourselves on the pillar of shame for a hundred years. I don’t want to see you.”

    These words were directed at Charles and Paul. The others lowered their heads, not daring to look at the “Pope.”

    Yesterday’s losses were plain for all to see. They had been completely played by Kailun, who had escaped in the end.

    If it weren’t for the Pope’s intervention, they would have become laughingstocks.

    “Please punish us, Your Holiness!”

    Charles, showing a good attitude, immediately knelt on one knee.

    Paul, standing beside him, hesitated for a moment before the immense pressure forced him to kneel as well. “Please punish us, Your Holiness.”

    Paul felt incredibly uncomfortable. He desperately resisted the act of kneeling.

    He loathed the person sitting on the Pope’s throne, loathed him from the bottom of his heart.

    “Punishment will be given. To make up for your mistakes yesterday, I’ll assign you a difficult task. If you fail again, then…”

    Kailun didn’t finish his sentence, leaving them to imagine the consequences.

    Charles didn’t give Paul time to think. He immediately replied, “Your Holiness, we will do our utmost to complete the task you assign us.”

    Paul: “…”

    Having a teammate like Charles was a pain. He wasn’t a dog of the Temple and didn’t want to take on extra tasks.

    In his opinion, the Pope should bear most of the blame for yesterday’s losses. After all, they were just following her orders.

    However, the Pope was their leader, and it was common for leaders to make their subordinates take the blame. Charles’s eagerness to admit his mistakes might be an attempt to impress the Pope.

    ‘The Pope has a good dog.’ Paul glanced at Charles and cursed him silently.

    “Good attitude. Holy Son Paul, stay behind. The rest of you are dismissed.”

    Kailun waved everyone away, leaving only Paul.

    Only after everyone else had left did Paul ask nervously, “Your Holiness, is there anything you want to say to me?”

    Kailun tapped the armrest of his chair, the sound echoing through the hall. “You have great potential. I intend to focus on cultivating you.”

    Paul: “What do you mean?”

    “You can absorb the mana of other Temple members, right? I intend to help you with that.”

    Kailun, hidden behind the white light, smiled.

    “Who are you referring to?” Paul asked.

    Kailun: “Some people I don’t like very much. What? Are you unwilling?”

    “No… it’s just, I want to know what I have to do in return. There’s no such thing as a free lunch, right?”

    Having been tricked many times, Paul was now more cautious. He was tempted by the Pope’s offer, but what was the price?

    Kailun leaned back in his chair, his posture relaxed. “It’s simple. I’ll create opportunities for you to ‘absorb’ certain people, but all of this will be your own doing, and it has nothing to do with me. Do you understand?”

    Paul nodded. “I understand.”

    Simply put, the Pope wanted to use him to eliminate some of her rivals, and if anything went wrong, he would take all the blame.

    The worst-case scenario would be being silenced. These were all foreseeable consequences.

    However, Paul didn’t refuse directly. Knowing such confidential information, it would be difficult for him to leave.

    He thought for a moment and said, “I can agree to your terms, but you also have to fulfill one of my wishes.”

    Kailun: “Tell me.”

    Paul’s expression darkened. “Let me kill Kailun with my own hands.”

    Kailun suppressed his laughter. “It seems you hate Kailun very much. Can you tell me what he did to you?”

    “He… that bastard Kailun not only stole my sister, but he also stole my aunt, and he even sent my father to a brothel, he…”

    Even though Paul knew that the Pope was aware of his past, he still recounted it.

    After listening to his story, Kailun commented, “How tragic.”

    Paul: “…”

    [Paul’s goodwill -1, Total Goodwill -156]

    The painful memories fueled his hatred for Kailun once again.

    “I regret to inform you that Kailun escaped. I didn’t capture him.”

    After a while, Kailun added, twisting the knife.

    Paul was shocked. “How?! Didn’t you capture him yesterday? Many people saw it!”

    Kailun smiled. “It was all a deception. If I didn’t capture Kailun, how could I explain it to the people of the Temple? It seems you’ll have to kill him yourself. Shouldn’t you work harder to achieve your dream?”

    Paul: “This…”

    This was the day Paul had been rendered speechless the most times. The drastic turn of events left him at a loss for words.

    He had already planned his future, but why was there such a huge change?

    It was like jumping from one pit into another, a never-ending cycle, making him feel the fear of being controlled by Kailun once again.

    He instinctively hugged himself and shivered, as if Kailun was standing right in front of him, staring. The Pope was just as annoying as Kailun, just slightly less so.

    “Hoo~”

    Paul took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He looked at Kailun, sitting on the Pope’s throne. “I agree.”

    Kailun clapped his hands in satisfaction. “A wise decision. As expected of you.”

  • The Saintess Has A Showdown 161-162

    Chapter 161: Return to the Sea Region

    –Sea Concubine Palace, Entrance Ceremony

    Today was the annual entrance ceremony of the Sea Concubine Palace. The palace was bustling with activity, far more lively than usual.

    The entrance ceremony was similar to the Gray Citadel’s disciple recruitment, but there were key differences.

    Firstly, ordinary Spirit Masters couldn’t directly enter the Sea Concubine Palace. They had to be recommended by a subsidiary force, and only those with exceptional aptitude were eligible.

    Secondly, the Sea Concubine Palace instructors didn’t choose their disciples. Instead, they offered courses for the new members to choose from, similar to university course selection.

    After completing a series of designated courses, fulfilling certain advancement requirements, and reaching a specific cultivation level, they could become instructors. This process usually took three to five years!

    Of course, there were also those who couldn’t reach the Dead Sea Stage even after seventy or eighty years. They would be assigned to subsidiary forces, guarding the spirit crystal mines. If they had no grand ambitions, they could marry, have children, and live a peaceful life.

    “There are many promising newcomers this time…”

    “Of course. The number of applicants to the Sea Concubine Palace has increased threefold, exceeding even the Cold Court and the Winter Floating Sky!”

    Two women in instructor uniforms walked towards the Sea Dou Hall, their arms filled with stacks of new member profiles.

    Incredibly, the number of talented individuals choosing the Sea Concubine Palace this year was even greater than that of the Winter Floating Sky, the leading power of the Sea Region Alliance.

    Ever since the Sorrowful Saintess’s Water Element’s true nature was revealed, the Sea Concubine Palace had been flooded with visitors, bustling with activity every day.

    Sea Concubine Palace – 1080 new recruits.
    Winter Floating Sky – 847 new recruits.
    Cold Court – 611 new recruits.
    Ice Shield Palace – 609 new recruits.
    Water Wish Pavilion – 300+ new recruits.
    Tide Pavilion – 200+ new recruits.
    Azure Stream Palace – 200+ new recruits.
    Snow Fairy Mansion – 182 new recruits.
    Jade Pot Palace – 9 new recruits.

    The Sea Concubine Palace’s influence was now subtly surpassing even the Winter Floating Sky!

    The allure of a legendary being was beyond imagination, the ultimate dream of every Spirit Master.

    The Water Element, wielding a demonic blade, devastating the Wind Realm, with only the Sorrowful Saintess unharmed. The implications were clear.

    The Sea Concubine Palace was likely under the protection of a legendary being!

    And Gong Lianyue, the Sorrowful Saintess, was the key…

    Meanwhile, within the Sea Dou Hall, the entrance ceremony was underway, nearly a thousand new Spirit Masters gathered.

    Three of the Six Concubines were present, including Shui Qinghou, the Chief Concubine, who was looking around, bored.

    “Are there any particularly talented newcomers this time?”

    “Hmm, let me see. Look over there, the one with green hair,” Shui Qiu’e, the Fifth Concubine, pointed at a girl in the crowd.

    Her delicate features stood out among the new recruits, her flawless face so smooth and tender it seemed to glow, a cute pink bow adorning her hair.

    Luo Sanba, cousin of Luo Kuxin, the Wrathful Saintess of the Ice Shield Palace. It was said she had been driven out by her jealous cousin for being more beautiful, wandering for years before joining the Sea Concubine Palace.

    Her companion spirit beast was suspected to be the high-rank, plant-type Ice Fragrance Flower.

    “And that blue-haired girl over there, with stars in her eyes. Her name is Shui Puxing. She’s from the same water lineage as you and me, practically our niece~~”

    “And that white-haired girl with the fox tail, a human-beast hybrid, daughter of the Snow Fox clan.”

    These three girls were the most eye-catching among the new recruits, both in terms of their cultivation level and their appearance.

    The white-haired girl with the fluffy fox tail had a cold, emotionless expression, while the blue-haired girl’s eyes shimmered with stars, as if everything she saw sparkled, a comical sight.

    They were likely the top candidates for the next Saintess. Each Saintess’s term was short, only one or two years.

    Once Gong Lianyue stepped down, they would take her place.

    “It’s a shame the Saintess isn’t teaching any courses…” the blue-haired girl with stars in her eyes said, her tone slightly disappointed, though her expression remained unchanged.

    “Of course not. She hasn’t returned from the Wind Realm yet. She won’t be here today.” Hearing the mention of the Sorrowful Saintess, the Snow Fox girl’s ears twitched, and she spoke, a rare occurrence.

    According to the Ice Shield Palace’s report, the Sorrowful Saintess was returning today, but even at top speed, it would still take two or three days to reach the Sea Concubine Palace.

    “She’s almost here!”

    Luo Sanba suddenly interjected, drawing curious glances, but no one paid her any attention.

    This girl was always spouting nonsense. They were used to it.

    “Y-You… you don’t believe me? I bet you! Loser dies! What do you say?!” Seeing their dismissive expressions, Luo Sanba shouted angrily.

    “Fine, I’ll bet you. My mom is the Snow Fox Princess!” the Snow Fox girl, annoyed by Luo Sanba’s constant antics, declared, revealing her background.

    “My mom is the Vice Palace Master of the Seventh Palace of Ice!” Luo Sanba retorted.

    “…”
    “…”

    Hearing their wager, the onlookers quickly backed away.

    The Snow Fox Princess was the companion spirit beast of the current Palace Master of the Sea Concubine Palace, Shui Yingge, the Water Emperor.

    And the Vice Palace Master of the Seventh Palace of Ice was the wife of the Ice Empress.

    This bet… involved the lives of Sun and Moon Realm Spirit Masters’ family members! They hadn’t expected these girls to have such powerful connections…

    Bang!

    The next second, a figure fell from the sky, landing in the center of the Sea Dou Hall, creating a cloud of dust.

    A powerful aura filled the air. Shui Qinghou and Shui Qiu’e, their expressions turning to shock, stared intently at the shadowy figure within the dust cloud.

    A massive, pure white rabbit with floppy ears, its soft, long ears dragging on the ground, an adorably fluffy creature.

    And on the back of this white rabbit sat a blue-haired, teardrop-eyed girl in a water-colored robe.

    Although her appearance and figure had changed drastically, the six neatly arranged teardrop beauty marks were unmistakable.

    Gong Lianyue, the Sorrowful Saintess!

    Although her teardrop eyes were cold and indifferent, Gong Lianyue felt like she was about to vomit.

    The Tyrant Demon Seed had leaped across thousands of miles, crossing half the Wind Realm and the Sea Region in mere minutes, returning to the Sea Concubine Palace, a hellish journey.

    It had even bypassed several ambushes along the way, their attackers not even catching a glimpse of her, returning safely.

    “Aaaaaah, it’s the Sorrowful Saintess!!”

    “My god, she’s even more beautiful than the rumors say!!”

    “Saintess, I love you!!!!!”

    The Tyrant Demon Seed was instantly surrounded. Gong Lianyue looked around in confusion. News of her exploits in the Wind Realm had just started spreading. It shouldn’t have reached the Sea Region so quickly.

    She didn’t realize she had become so popular.

    “You lose!” Luo Sanba said smugly, then realized the Snow Fox girl was gone.

    She looked around and found the girl at the foot of the white rabbit, her fox tail swaying as she tried to squeeze closer.

    The Snow Fox girl’s eyes were filled with hearts. She was clearly a fan of the Sorrowful Saintess!

    She hadn’t expected the Snow Foxes, who considered themselves the most beautiful beings in existence, to also have… idols…

    Chapter 162: You Pigs, Get Out of My Way!!!

    –Sea Concubine Palace, Sea Dou Hall

    “Saintess, I love you!!!!!”

    “Aaaaah, I’m ovulating!!”

    The Tyrant Demon Seed’s fluffy body was surrounded by a dense crowd, making it difficult for Shui Qinghou and the others to even get close.

    And among the crowd were many beautiful, high-ranking Spirit Masters, usually surrounded by admirers themselves.

    Especially that mixed-blood girl from the Snow Fox clan, her eyes filled with hearts, her screams louder than childbirth.

    Truly, only the strong were worthy of beauty. The Sorrowful Saintess’s fame and status now rivaled even the Sun and Moon Realm Emperors of the Sea Region.

    “Ahem, excuse me, everyone, please make way. I have things to do.”

    Gong Lianyue coughed politely, trying to reason with them.

    However, her voice was drowned out by the girls’ frantic screams, a mere ripple in the ocean of their excitement.

    The Tyrant Demon Seed, overwhelmed and terrified, cowered, allowing the girls to paw and grope it freely.

    From their excited chatter and shouts, Gong Lianyue finally understood. News of the Water Element’s actions had reached them.

    And the rumors seemed to have become even more exaggerated. The Water Element had simply slashed at the spirit beasts in the Yin Tomb, but now it was being said that it had single-handedly destroyed the entire Wind Realm, leaving no survivors…

    “Excuse me, please step aside. Thank you!”

    “Please, I need to get through!”

    “…”
    “…”

    No matter what Gong Lianyue said, it was useless. Her teardrop eyes deepened, the ice-blue hue intensifying, like swirling vortexes.

    Her expression hardened, like an empress suppressing her anger. This was her fourth form, Rage Form.

    “You pigs, get out of my way! You’re blocking the path!!!”

    A single, sharp shout, and silence fell upon the Sea Dou Hall, the frantic screams ceasing instantly.

    The blue-haired girl’s beautiful face was cold and indifferent as she scanned the crowd.

    Those who met her icy gaze quickly backed away, clearing a path.

    How could the Sorrowful Saintess be so fierce? This was completely different from their impression of her!

    The Tyrant Demon Seed, smoothing its ruffled fur, carried Gong Lianyue out of the crowd, walking towards the exit with a dignified air.

    However, before they could even reach the exit, another wave of ear-splitting screams erupted, even louder than before.

    “Aaaaah, the Saintess is so domineering! I can’t take it!!!”

    “I’m about to lay an egg!!!”

    “I’m in love! This pig is pregnant!!”

    “Saintess, please step on my head and insult me!”

    “Saintess, don’t ride that smelly rabbit! Ride me!”

    “Saintess, where are you going? We haven’t signed the marriage certificate yet!”

    The deafening screams echoed like a tsunami. Gong Lianyue, utterly speechless, quickened her pace, leaving the Sea Dou Hall.

    Fortunately, the Tyrant Demon Seed couldn’t understand human language. Otherwise, it would have been driven mad.

    This generation of Sea Concubine Palace members was truly terrifying, lacking the purity and composure of her own generation.

    —

    Three women waited for her at the entrance to the Sea Dou Hall:

    Shui Qinghou, Shui Qiu’e, and a young woman with blue twintails, Quan Zhiliang, the Sixth Concubine.

    “Let’s talk as we walk. The Palace Master is waiting for you,” Shui Qinghou said softly, her expression gentle.

    Gong Lianyue nodded, and the four of them walked towards the main hall.

    After several months apart, her figure had developed, almost on par with the Six Concubines. Walking together, they looked like sisters.

    Of course, she still couldn’t compare to Bai He or the Wrathful Saintess’s clone, whose… assets… were the size of watermelons, probably three or four kilograms each, too large to even hold with two hands.

    Halfway there, Gong Lianyue suddenly remembered something and asked, “Teacher, do you know the true purpose of the Sea Region Alliance’s Saintess selection?”

    She had noticed something strange during her trip to the Wind Realm.

    The Wind Realm also chose Saintesses, but there were no ceremonies or designated procedures. Whoever was strongest became the Saintess.

    Taking turns being Saintess, your turn next.

    The Sea Region, on the other hand, had complex and formal procedures, even a Sea Concubine’s Love Tablet recording the messages of past Saintesses.

    Therefore, the Sea Region’s Saintess selection must have a different, more significant meaning.

    Otherwise, the Wind Realm wouldn’t bother trying to disrupt it…

    “Um, well, that, that, um~~~” Shui Qinghou stammered and groaned, then looked helplessly at Shui Qiu’e.

    “Are you stupid? The Desireless Saintess of the Winter Floating Sky has been chosen. There’s no harm in telling her now,” Shui Qiu’e said, exasperated.

    “Fine…”

    “It is said that every Saintess of the Sea Region Alliance is summoned to a mysterious space upon their selection, where they come into contact with a special artifact and are imbued with a portion of its aura. Of course, I haven’t been there, so I don’t know the details.”

    “When all ten Water Saintesses have made contact, the residual aura on the artifact will become incredibly powerful, even attracting legendary beings…”

    “This aura dissipates after two or three years. If no water-type legendary being appears and forms a contract, it means… failure.”

    “But I think it’s useless. It hasn’t worked once in thousands of years!”

    “Shhh, be careful! What if the Palace Master hears you!” Quan Zhiliang quickly hushed Shui Qinghou, afraid of being implicated.

    So that was it…

    Gong Lianyue finally understood the purpose of the Saintess selection. It was to make all ten Saintesses of the Sea Region Alliance into potential Lord Attendants!

    Every Lord Attendant possessed incredible abilities or a unique destiny, practically defying the natural order, a mortal accompanying a god.

    Since a single Saintess wasn’t enough to attract a legendary being, they would combine the auras of ten Saintesses!

    Unfortunately, this method hadn’t worked once in thousands of years.

    Not only did Shui Qinghou show no remorse, but she even added,

    The Ice Shield Palace had recently proposed abandoning the tradition, while most other factions were still holding onto hope, thinking, “Maybe this generation of Saintesses will be different.”

    Not to mention the Sorrowful Saintess, who was already a Lord Attendant, the blind, deaf, mute, and lame Desireless Saintess of the Winter Floating Sky, and the immortal Wrathful Saintess of the Ice Shield Palace. The combination of their unique traits might actually attract a specific water-type legendary being.

    The Narcissus Jade Ring Sea, a legendary-rank, biological, all-purpose, water-attribute, plant-type spirit beast.

    Of course, that was just wishful thinking. Whenever the Wrathful Saintess was involved, Gong Lianyue had no hope.

     

  • Second Time Around, the Villainous Daughter Decides to Indulge First 53

    Chapter 53: Climbing

    Alice returned just in time to see Lena and a thin, black-haired girl tugging at each other. She hurried forward, pulling out her staff and chanting a holy spell.

    “…What are you doing?!” Lena’s glare stopped Alice in her tracks, the glowing purple staff in her hand clattering to the ground.

    “I…I…I’m here to help, Senior!”

    Alice rubbed her forehead, her voice slightly distorted.

    “Who asked for your help? We’re just playing around,” Lena said impatiently.

    Although she sensed Mines was hiding something, Lena would keep her promises.

    But before that…

    She had to figure out Mines’s profession!

    What if she was some kind of Origin Mage or other troublesome profession, secretly placing a soul chain on her at night, then stabbing her in the heart? She wouldn’t even know how she died.

    Lena was wary of the strange and unpredictable professions in this world.

    She had suffered enough in her past life, so she was cautious of certain professions.

    In other words, she had to be prepared for anything.

    Meanwhile, Alice was still complaining, “What’s wrong, Senior Lena…?”

    Emma also approached, seeing Alice sprawled on the ground, her heart skipping a beat. She broke into a run.

    “You must have upset Senior Lena.”

    Emma crouched down, patting Alice’s head, and sighed.

    The comforting gesture calmed Alice down somewhat, but she still muttered, “No way, I was just trying to get close to Senior…”

    They were always together, sharing everything, their hearts connected. So, on their way back from completing the task, they had already discussed their plans, even intending to serve their future mistress together—Lena Falmouth.

    It had always been this way; the strong were always surrounded by beauties. Although Lena was the same gender, her unparalleled strength still attracted many admirers, something Lena hadn’t experienced in her past life…

    “How did the task go?”

    Lena had Mines wait while she examined the rare materials Alice and Emma had collected for her in the black market.

    “Let me go first.”

    Alice placed the note and a large cloth bag in Lena’s hands, then began to list the contents:

    “Ghost Scale Butterfly powder, Earth Dog teeth, Lich pottery jar, Earth Dragon eye, Harpy tail feather, Lava Lizard core…”

    A dazzling array of items, all painstakingly collected by Alice from the black market, requiring considerable effort and persuasion.

    Since Lena hadn’t given them any money, they had to use their own savings to purchase the goods, a display of their “loyalty” and also part of Lena’s test…

    Lena wasn’t one to suffer losses; she would take advantage of any opportunity.

    Do you want to follow me? Then pay the protection fee, it’s that simple.

    “My turn, Senior Lena.”

    Following Alice, Emma presented her carefully wrapped brocade box.

    Made of shimmering fluorescent jade, the box itself suggested the value of its contents.

    “It seems you’re very confident,” Lena raised an eyebrow, taking the box.

    It felt icy cold to the touch, but upon opening it, a wave of heat washed over her.

    Inside were three small, fingernail-sized fruits, their color a vibrant, blood red.

    Lena was reminded of Mines’s eye color, almost the same shade.

    Emma briefly explained, “It is said that in the desolate Ancient Mountains where Harpies dwell, there grows a rare treasure. Consuming it nourishes yin and yang, and is especially effective in regulating kidney energy. It’s known as a man’s gas station, a woman’s beauty salon, a rarity even in the Fran Black Market.”

    Lena’s eye twitched. “I don’t think I wrote this on your note…”

    “I prepared it for Senior Lena on my own initiative, I hope you’re not angry,” Emma said nervously.

    “Angry?” Lena closed the lid with a snap, amused. “Why would I be angry?”

    She simply hadn’t expected the quiet and demure Emma to bring such a potent fruit. What troubled Lena was whether or not to accept this generous gift.

    Accepting it would seem like admitting to certain deficiencies…

    But refusing would be rude, rejecting their goodwill.

    Lena had already decided to accept the moment she saw it, but she was just saving face…

    “If Senior Lena doesn’t mind, you can try its effects tonight, on Alice and me…” The two exchanged smiles, willingly offering their most precious first experience.

    “We’ve secretly learned some techniques, even practiced together. We can definitely give Senior Lena an unforgettable experience. If you want, we can also take the lead…”

    Emma covered Alice’s mouth, giving her a warning look.

    Then she asked cautiously, “These three fruits are just enough for the three of us. So tonight, Senior Lena, do you have any plans?”

    “…”

    Wow, just wow.

    Could these two little nuns be any bolder?

    Seducing their master? Who taught them this?!

    Well… whoever it was, they taught them well!

    Couldn’t that famous idol learn from her fellow sisters?!

    Lena was indignant, determined to teach them the importance of self-respect. “H-how did you know I haven’t… in a while…”

    Joking aside, how could she refuse meat delivered to her doorstep?

    With beauties willingly offering themselves, even if Lena was physically weak, she would rise to the occasion!

    She would conquer them all! Hmph!

    Emma and Alice said in unison, exchanging smiles, “That’s great!”

    Great? Great what?!

    You’re about to be ravaged by me all night, and you think it’s great?! Just wait and see, you two little minxes!

    Lena inwardly cursed, pocketing the brocade box.

    Alice’s face flushed, seemingly anticipating the night’s activities, while Emma shyly buried her face in Alice’s arms. The two little nuns from the Holy Inquisition were ready to offer their innocence to Lena.

    This was the coming-of-age ritual they had longed for, the safe haven they had dreamed of. For their utopia, they were willing to sacrifice everything…

    They had followed Catherine before, but Catherine didn’t have the power to lead them.

    Now they followed Lena, whose strength far surpassed their imagination. If all it took was offering their bodies to join the Falmouths, they would kneel before Lena without hesitation, kissing her feet.

    It was worth it.

    Their chastity was worthless compared to absolute power; the scales always tipped towards profit.

    One could call Alice twisted, but it was the world beneath her feet that had shaped her distorted values.

    The Crimson Nunnery, which would one day bring bloodshed to the empire, wasn’t formed overnight. From a young age, Alice and Emma’s morals had been warped into a twisted form, beyond redemption.

    Climbing.

    Striving to reach the summit to witness the sun’s glory.

    But the mountain you painstakingly climbed could be easily reached by others via cable car.

    With just a little money, others could surpass your lifelong efforts. With just a small price, they could enjoy the warmth of the summit before you.

    And you, my friend,

    You would freeze to death on the mountainside, your body left unclaimed, unknown, eventually forgotten by the world…

    This was Alice’s worldview, a belief Emma also firmly held.

    They could treat anyone the way they treated Lena. As long as someone could become their god, they would follow them blindly, without hesitation.

    Lena had achieved this and successfully controlled them.

  • Captivating Beauty 61

    Chapter 61

    Awkward. That was the best word to describe how Xu Jinnan felt right now.

    “…” Shen Shu should know these aren’t mine.

    “They’re not mine,” she clarified anyway.

    Besides the handbag, Xu Jinnan remembered the blue suitcase was still in the closet. She had been meaning to get rid of it, its contents too embarrassing to be seen, but she had kept putting it off and had forgotten about it.

    She should be grateful Cai Ying had started from the bottom of the closet and had even asked before taking the bag.

    Xu Jinnan bent down and picked up the thin rope that had landed on Shen Shu’s foot. It was long and thin, like a jump rope.

    She put it in the bag, then gathered the other… items.

    “Do you… enjoy these things?” Shen Shu asked, looking down at her.

    Xu Jinnan’s hand froze as she picked up a particularly suggestive item, the texture familiar. “No,” she replied, then, after a moment, added honestly, “I wouldn’t say I dislike them either.”

    “Then what?” Shen Shu asked, her voice neutral.

    “…” Is this really an appropriate topic for midnight conversation?

    “It depends,” Xu Jinnan replied.

    If these things were used to take advantage of someone, like the original Xu Jinnan had intended to do to Shen Shu, it would be disgusting. “But between consenting adults, or a couple, I don’t see anything wrong with it,” she said. What people did in private was their own business.

    She tossed a deflated balloon into the bag, then, realizing Shen Shu hadn’t responded, quickly added, “I mean…”

    “What’s that?” Shen Shu interrupted, pointing towards something by the bed.

    Xu Jinnan looked down and picked up a thin, black chain with leather wrist restraints attached to each end, the length just enough to allow for limited movement when worn.

    Shen Shu stared at it, the purpose obvious.

    Her gaze lingered on the chain, then on Xu Jinnan’s slender, pale hands.

    She had always found such things repulsive, but now, seeing them in Xu Jinnan’s hands, she didn’t feel any disgust.

    She pushed the thought aside.

    Her thoughts had been rather… inappropriate lately.

    Xu Jinnan tossed the chain into the bag, her tone casual. “Don’t worry about this. I’ll get rid of it tomorrow after Cai Ying leaves.”

    Shen Shu, watching her reaction, sat down on the bed. “I’m not worried. But Teacher Xu seems quite knowledgeable,” she said, a hint of amusement in her voice.

    Xu Jinnan, hearing the teasing tone, sighed. “I’ve never used these things,” she said.

    “Are you sure?” Shen Shu asked, her eyes narrowing slightly.

    Xu Jinnan zipped up the bag, opened the wardrobe, and placed it inside, then remembered waking up at the hotel…

    “…”

    She coughed, glancing towards the guest room, then opened Shen Shu’s bedroom door.

    She hadn’t expected Shen Shu’s sudden interest in these things.

    She remembered Shen Shu’s look of disgust at the hotel, when she had seen the contents of the suitcase.

    The light in the guest room was still on at 11:30 p.m., and Xu Jinnan could hear Cai Ying’s voice as she walked past. She returned to the bedroom. “She’s probably not coming over,” she said to Shen Shu, locking the door.

    “Go to sleep.”

    She took the new blanket Shen Shu had bought from the closet, the faint, clean scent filling the air as she unfolded it.

    It smelled like spring, despite the autumn weather.

    Shen Shu, watching her spread the blanket on the floor, her expression softening slightly, said nothing.

    As Xu Jinnan knelt down to straighten the blanket, she felt a sudden chill and instinctively turned around, just as a pillow struck her in the face.

    It was a down pillow, soft and light, the impact painless.

    She stared at Shen Shu, who had already turned her back and lay down on the bed, her action a clear sign of lingering annoyance.

    She was still angry.

    Xu Jinnan turned off the lights, then sat on the floor, her arms crossed, lost in thought, the light from her phone illuminating the ceiling.

    She picked it up.

    Lu Yun had sent her a message.

    She had received a couple of messages from Lu Yun earlier that day, asking if she was busy and if they could meet.

    Since Xu Yincheng’s return, her contact with Lu Yun had decreased significantly. Lu Yun used to visit her every few days, but lately, she had been strangely absent.

    It had made Xu Jinnan’s life much more peaceful.

    Meeting with Lu Yun wasn’t unusual, but the timing was…

    She had just returned from Qucheng last night…

    Lu Yun: [Nannan, are you asleep?]

    Xu Jinnan: [No.]

    Lu Yun: [Let’s meet tomorrow at noon. I’ll come to your office, or we can meet somewhere else.] Unlike her earlier messages, this one wasn’t a question.

    It was a summons.

    Xu Jinnan didn’t bother with pretense. [About Qucheng?]

    A few seconds later: [You know what I want to talk about. You’re investigating again, aren’t you?]

    Lu Yun: [I told you to stay away from Qucheng. Why won’t you listen?]

    Xu Jinnan: [I wasn’t investigating. I was just passing through on a business trip.]

    Lu Yun wouldn’t believe her; it was just an excuse.

    Knowing she wouldn’t get the truth, Lu Yun quickly changed the subject. [Did you lay your hands on Xu Lian?]

    Xu Jinnan slowly typed a reply: [I just remembered she… might have… laid her hands on me when I was little. I lost control.]

    She had a feeling Lu Yun wouldn’t ask any further questions.

    Based on their conversation in Xu Tao’s study, Lu Yun didn’t want her to bring up her childhood, because she was guilty.

    As expected, after a long pause, Lu Yun replied.

    Lu Yun: [Xu Lian called your father. She’s furious. And your grandmother knows about it too.]

    Lu Yun: [But don’t worry, I’ll take care of it. Just take care of yourself.]

    Lu Yun: [Get some rest. Don’t stay up too late.]

    If this had been before, those words would have touched her, but now, she knew Lu Yun’s every word was carefully calculated, a gentle, loving trap.

    She simply replied, “Okay.”

    She turned off her phone, the room plunging into darkness, the faint light from the streetlights filtering through the gap in the curtains, like a thin veil, obscuring the darkness of the Xu family’s secrets.

    She had copied the video Chen Yue had recorded and planned to review it tomorrow, hoping a different perspective would reveal something new.

    She turned over, resting her head on her arm.

    She couldn’t see Shen Shu, but she could hear her even breathing.

    She remembered Shen Shu’s panicked words before they left Qucheng: Let’s go. I don’t want to be here.

    What had she dreamed about? What had scared her so much?

    And how could Xu Jinnan forget about the kiss in the car?

    Lost in thought, she closed her eyes, then, just as she was drifting off to sleep, she felt Shen Shu’s breathing change.

    —

    Shen Shu felt like she was standing on a giant block of ice, the coldness seeping into her bones.

    She was surrounded by darkness, and she struggled to open her eyes—

    A square courtyard with high walls, cobwebs clinging to the dark tiles of the roof.

    The windows were closed, the black double doors secured with silver latches.

    The courtyard was bare, except for a large water tank in the corner, big enough to hold an adult, and a swing set swaying gently in the breeze, like a ghost pushing it.

    She stood frozen, her body trembling with cold and fear, a sense of dread washing over her, as if anticipating something terrible.

    Her legs trembled, but she couldn’t speak, couldn’t scream, her voice trapped in her throat.

    Footsteps approached from behind, like the coming of a demon.

    She desperately wanted to run, but as she reached for the gate, a hand grabbed her neck, pulling her back.

    Pain. Suffocation.

    She whimpered, praying for someone to save her…

    Then, a hand grasped hers, pulling her away from the demon’s grasp, and they ran, a desperate flight through a crowded street, the faces of the passersby blurring.

    They ran and ran, their breaths ragged, like they were running for their lives.

    She couldn’t see the other person’s face, only the comforting warmth of their hand in hers, a sense of safety amidst the terror.

    —

    Shen Shu’s eyes fluttered open, the faint light of dawn filtering through the curtains, like a gentle dew. She was back in her own bed, safe from the nightmare.

    A warm hand was clasped in hers, and she turned slightly to see Xu Jinnan lying on the floor beside the bed, her face resting on her arm, her other hand holding Shen Shu’s.

    Xu Jinnan’s sleeping face was beautiful, devoid of the usual intensity of her almond-shaped eyes, her expression peaceful and innocent.

    As Shen Shu’s fingers twitched, Xu Jinnan’s hand instinctively tightened around hers, as if reassuring her even in her sleep.

    Shen Shu looked at her, the anger that had been simmering within her dissipating like a deflated balloon.

    She didn’t know how long she had been sitting there, refusing to lie down, despite the discomfort.

    She remembered Xu Jinnan’s words, Let’s take things slow, and she agreed.

    But…

    Xu Jinnan, you’re taking things too slow.

    —

    It was past 8 a.m.

    As Cai Ying emerged from the guest room, she saw Xu Jinnan walking out of the bedroom, rubbing her lower back.

    “Tsk tsk,” she said. “Young people and their lack of moderation. You’ll suffer when you’re older.”

    Xu Jinnan: “…”

    She really needed to talk to Shen Shu about Cai Ying and Tong Jia’s influence on each other. Their combined penchant for suggestive jokes was dangerous.

    Her body ached, and she didn’t have the energy to argue, or the time to cook breakfast, so they had a simple meal of toast and milk.

    As Shen Shu went to change, Cai Ying whispered, “You couldn’t coax her into forgiving you?” The question had a double meaning.

    Xu Jinnan glared at her. “Eat your breakfast.”

    Cai Ying sighed dramatically.

    Xu Jinnan, unable to tolerate her any longer, chuckled. “I occasionally see your father. Does he know you’re planning to seduce your tutor?”

    Cai Ying: “…Xu Jinnan, you’re playing dirty.”

    Xu Jinnan finished her toast, her body stiff and aching from sleeping on the floor. “If you don’t hurry up, you’re washing the dishes,” she said.

    “So childish,” Cai Ying muttered, though she quickly finished her milk, not wanting to wash the dishes.

    As Xu Jinnan started clearing the table, Cai Ying looked at her, her expression turning serious. “Is it really that bad?” she asked. “Did you do something to upset Shu Shu? She’s usually easy to appease.”

    “No,” Xu Jinnan replied.

    She was simply feeling physically uncomfortable, unable to maintain her usual cheerful facade.

    Cai Ying followed her to the kitchen island, leaning against it. “Xu Jinnan, can you ride a horse?” she asked.

    “?”

    “A horse. Like, at a riding stable,” Cai Ying clarified, as if explaining to a child.

    “…Yes,” Xu Jinnan replied.

    Despite being six or seven years older than Cai Ying, she sometimes couldn’t keep up with her train of thought.

    As soon as she answered, Cai Ying dashed off, then returned a moment later. “A friend of mine owns a riding stable near my family’s resort. Shu Shu has always wanted to learn, but she never had the chance. Take her!” She handed Xu Jinnan a VIP card for the stable.

    It was a members-only establishment, with limited access, like a private golf course.

    Xu Jinnan hadn’t been to one since arriving in this world.

    Just as they were talking, Shen Shu emerged from the bedroom, and Cai Ying, tossing the card onto the counter, went to talk to her.

    Xu Jinnan placed the dishes in the drying rack, glancing at the VIP card, then smiled faintly.

    So, last night’s dinner and the designer bags hadn’t been a complete waste.

    She hadn’t known Shen Shu was interested in horseback riding.

    —

    As they were leaving, Cai Ying mentioned going to the movies with Han Ling that night.

    “So, you’re officially dating now?” Xu Jinnan asked with a smile.

    “Of course not! I’m playing hard to get,” Cai Ying replied.

    “Waiting for her to make the first move?” Xu Jinnan asked, thinking, What if she doesn’t?

    Cai Ying, missing the implication, retorted, “What kind of Alpha doesn’t make the first move?!”

    Xu Jinnan: “…”

    While it wasn’t directed at her, it still felt like a personal attack.

    After Cai Ying’s driver picked her up, Xu Jinnan and Shen Shu drove to the office building.

    Xu Jinnan took the private elevator from the basement, encountering a few employees on their way up.

    Two young women excitedly called out Shen Shu’s name.

    “Shu Bao! Can I have your autograph? I’m a huge fan!”

    Shen Shu stopped, taking the pen and paper they offered.

    Xu Jinnan felt a strange mix of emotions. While Shen Shu had been gaining popularity recently, it was only now that she truly felt it, the realization that this person beside her would one day be a star.

    “CEO Xu, I’m a huge fan of yours too! I’m a CP fan! I check in to your super topic every day!” one of the women exclaimed, her eyes sparkling.

    “Thank you,” Xu Jinnan replied with a smile.

    As they stepped into the elevator, Xu Jinnan glanced at Shen Shu, whose makeup-free face, framed by the mask, looked fresh and youthful.

    “Do you know about our super topic?” she asked.

    “Yes,” Shen Shu replied. “Do you?”

    “Yes, I do,” Xu Jinnan said, making small talk, wanting to see if Shen Shu would respond, a sign that she was no longer angry.

    She dropped Shen Shu off at the film crew’s office, then went to her own.

    It was Saturday, and the office was relatively empty, most of the staff having the day off.

    —

    After a busy afternoon, Xu Jinnan, feeling the tension in her neck, used a massage device while taking a break, then decided to check on Shen Shu.

    Just as she was about to leave, Tong Jia arrived, carrying a small cake.

    Xu Jinnan raised an eyebrow. “What’s this for?”

    “It’s not for you. It’s for Viola,” Tong Jia replied.

    Xu Jinnan: “…You two…?”

    “CEO Xu, what are you thinking?” Tong Jia asked, shrugging. “She helped me with something, and she also helped with the police report the other day. I promised her afternoon tea, and I saw this cake and thought she might like it. Can you give it to her?”

    “Oh, sure,” Xu Jinnan said, taking the cake.

    “We managed to suppress the Sheng Xia CP rumors,” Tong Jia said, referring to the Shen Shu and Xia Chun super topic.

    “Good,” Xu Jinnan replied.

    Tong Jia leaned closer, her voice low. “Be honest, are you just worried about the rumors getting out of control, or are you a little jealous?”

    Xu Jinnan glared at her, seeing the knowing look in her eyes. “Jealous of what?”

    “Oh, so you’re not jealous. Good.” Tong Jia crossed her arms, joining Xu Jinnan by the glass wall. “Then take a look. A feast for the eyes. Don’t blink.”

    Xu Jinnan, puzzled, didn’t reply, glancing through the glass wall into the office area, which was empty.

    Shen Shu, seemingly makeup-free today, her face slightly pale, emerged from an office at the back, then suddenly stumbled, grabbing onto a nearby desk for support.

    Just then, a figure rushed over to help her.

    Xu Jinnan watched as Xia Chun, in character, gently pulled Shen Shu into a hug.

    Xu Jinnan’s brow furrowed slightly.

    Tong Jia, never one to miss an opportunity for drama, said, “CEO Xu, let me explain. This is the scene where the female lead and her first love, the third female lead, reunite.”

    Xu Jinnan: “…”

    —

    Back in her office, Xu Jinnan sat at her desk, restless, trying to focus on the report in front of her.

    Next quarter…

    The image of Xia Chun holding Shen Shu, Shen Shu’s eyes closed against her shoulder, kept flashing through her mind.

    It had been a simple hug, a common scene in dramas.

    But it bothered Xu Jinnan, like a splinter under her skin.

    Suddenly, a thought struck her – the “X” tattoo.

    Shen Shu and Xia Chun had dated for over two years. Could the tattoo be… Xia Chun’s initial?

    It was possible.

    But the thought made her feel strangely uncomfortable, even a little… jealous.

    She tapped her fingers against her forehead, then her cheek, then rested her elbow on the desk, then, unable to sit still any longer, stood up and paced around the room, her hand gripping the back of her chair.

    Looking at the chair, she was reminded of Shen Shu sitting there earlier.

    She felt a sudden warmth spreading through her.

    Just then, Viola knocked and entered, carrying a report on the latest developments in the North District project. She saw Xu Jinnan turn away from the window, her expression unreadable.

    “This is from Tong Jia,” Xu Jinnan said, gesturing towards the cake on her desk.

    Viola paused, then picked up the cake, smiling politely. “Certainly. If there’s nothing else, I’ll leave you to your work.”

    As she reached the door, Xu Jinnan called out to her. “Can you get me something from the store?”

    “Of course, CEO Xu.”

    —

    That afternoon, Shen Shu washed her hands in the restroom.

    Xu Jinnan’s office building was well-maintained, the space spacious and brightly lit, even the restrooms. As she dried her hands, she felt a sudden unease, as if she was being watched.

    She turned around, scanning the room, just as Tong Jia emerged from a stall. “What’s wrong? What are you looking at?”

    Shen Shu took a deep breath. “Nothing,” she replied after a moment.

    Perhaps she was just being paranoid.

    As they walked towards the filming area, passing through the office space, Tong Jia paused, glancing back.

    Shen Shu followed her gaze.

    Xu Jinnan and Viola were standing by a desk near the pantry, looking at a document. Xu Jinnan’s back was turned, but Viola’s face was lit up by a bright, professional smile.

    They both looked capable and efficient, their presence strangely harmonious.

    “Viola seems decent enough, but we should still be vigilant,” Tong Jia said, her voice low. “She looks like the type who’s into powerful Alphas.”

    Shen Shu: “…”

    It sounded like something Cai Ying would say. Perhaps Xu Jinnan was right; Tong Jia and Cai Ying’s combined influence was a dangerous combination.

    “Let’s go,” Shen Shu said.

    Just then, Viola looked up, and Tong Jia, her expression instantly turning professional, as if she hadn’t just been gossiping about her, waved cheerfully.

    Viola smiled and said something to Xu Jinnan, likely about Shen Shu and Tong Jia’s presence.

    Then, Xu Jinnan turned around, but their eyes didn’t meet, blocked by a passing employee.

    Shen Shu and Tong Jia returned to their resting area.

    Shen Shu was holding a clear water bottle with a red lid, the water inside lukewarm. Seeing her finish most of it, Tong Jia said, “Is it cold? I’ll get you some hot water.”

    Each floor had a pantry area, divided into two sections, one for the film crew, the other for Xu Jinnan’s company.

    “No, I’ll make some lemon water. I need to walk around a bit,” Shen Shu replied, shaking her head. Filming a workplace drama meant spending most of the day in the same location, with little opportunity to move around.

    Her feet were aching after a full day in heels.

    She took a small container of lemon slices and her water bottle and went to the pantry.

    Several other actors were waiting in line, surprised to see her there, as they had been instructed to use their designated pantry.

    But wasn’t this her wife’s company? Why was she getting water here? Puzzled, they offered to let her go first.

    Shen Shu politely declined, saying she wasn’t in a hurry.

    Suddenly, a hand grasped her wrist, and she instinctively tried to pull away, but was gently turned around.

    She found herself facing Xu Jinnan, her almond-shaped eyes warm and gentle.

    “What are you doing here?” Xu Jinnan asked, her voice low.

    The others in the pantry gasped, intimidated by her presence. They usually only saw her from a distance, and now, up close, her aura of authority was overwhelming.

    But her gaze was fixed solely on Shen Shu, the coldness in her eyes melting away.

    Shen Shu, relieved, said softly, “Getting some water.”

    Xu Jinnan pulled her towards the adjacent pantry, which was empty.