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!

    Luo Yangyang subconsciously straightened her back. Feng Heng's gaze was so strange.


  Under everyone's scrutinizing gaze, Feng Heng suddenly laughed.


  Luo Yangyang did not expect Feng Heng to say such words of blessing. She was stunned for a moment before she smiled back.


  She did not know if it was her imagination, but Feng Heng seemed to be a little different from before.


  She couldn't tell exactly what was different.


  Feng Heng wanted to leave, but Old Master and Old Madam did not try to stop him.


  Just like that, he walked out of the ancient-looking hall alone.


  Luo Yangyang watched as he walked out. Her heart ached when she saw his back view in the morning light.


  She couldn't put her finger on the feeling, but she felt that Feng Heng seemed to be very lonely.


  Feng Sheng held Luo Yang's hand gently. The slight warmth from his hand brought her back to her senses and she smiled sweetly at him.


The Reason for Climbing Into Her Bed