Yang Yang Yang

Tang Hao was an honest man making an honest living, but despite all his honesty and kindness, life often looked the other way. Even when he stood up for a man in the streets, he ended up being beaten to a pulp and the man he stood up for? He disappeared. That left Tang Hao with nothing to prove and a hefty medical bill blowing through his savings. However, while he lay unconscious in the hospital, he could feel a warmth coming from the jade pendent he wore as it began to feed him with a trove of priceless information. Now discharged, and still armed with the same naivety and honesty, what will our village peasant do with this newfound power? Will he go on to conquer the hearts of a hundred women? Will he defeat the mightiest crime lords? Only time will tell, but for now, fate has many whimsical plans for Tang Hao.

Sir President, Your Stamina is Amazing!

    "Wait a minute." Luo Yangyang wanted to refuse, but Feng Shiya ran too fast and grabbed her tightly, so she had no choice but to follow her.


  Feng Shiya brought Luo Yangyang around the old mansion. She greeted everyone she saw and introduced Luo Yangyang. Luo Yangyang could only say 'hello' awkwardly.


  The two of them shuttled between the old houses. Feng Shiya was obviously very familiar with the old houses. Luo Yangyang was almost dizzy from walking around, but she still looked excited.


  After playing all the way, the sky was already dark when they reached the residential area for the younger generation.


  This corner of the old house was a world for young people. As soon as she stepped into the hall, Luo Yangyang felt as if she had entered a wonderful world.


  A group of men and women wearing cheongsams and tuntunic suits in the ancient buildings seemed to have accidentally walked into the wheel of history.


Come On, Dance With Me