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Over the years, the Ye family had undergone tremendous changes. Once a seed of doubt was planted, it was bound to take root and flourish. In the beginning, Father Ye alone had suspected his eldest son and second young master, but under his relentless pressure, the two brothers had finally fought back. With Ye Xiqing's subtle "reminder," however, Father Ye refused to let them turn the tables. In the end, he won the confrontation. Yet the "betrayal" of his two sons, combined with his advancing age, left Father Ye seriously ill. As a result, Third Young Master Ye suddenly became the family's only remaining pillar, and he could hardly conceal his satisfaction. As the youngest child, he had never expected to inherit the family business. That privilege should have belonged to his two older brothers. But fortune favored him. His eldest and second brothers had been cast aside and sent overseas, while his aging father could no longer raise another heir. Naturally, th...

Ye Xueli and Qin Nian still got married, because some things have to be experienced firsthand. When she typed, "Sorry, I went to bed early yesterday and didn't see your message. Is it really okay? I'm so happy!" she truly meant every word. The dream she had cherished throughout her youth had finally become reality. Even if it was not exactly as she had imagined, how could she not feel overjoyed? So she happily took the hand extended to her by Second Young Master Qin and, on a bright, sunny day beneath soaring white doves, stepped into the sacred hall of marriage. Six years later, she realized she had made the biggest mistake of her life. "You've gone back to your parents' house to complain again. It seems our Qin family has treated you terribly." Ye Xueli heard the sarcastic remark the moment she walked through the door. Without even looking over, she removed her scarf, hung it neatly on the coat rack, and replied tiredly, "It's just my moth...

Not long after Hou Nianyun returned, People magazine released a new cover. The woman on the cover looked over her shoulder, her eyes as calm and cold as a reptile's. Amid the sea of flashy magazine layouts, she seemed to be gazing at someone beyond the frame. The image was breathtaking, and when the identity of the cover star was revealed, the excitement only grew. It was the legendary academic genius, Ye Xiqing. Because of her appearance on the cover, a previously obscure magazine sold over one hundred thousand copies. The publisher hurriedly released a digital edition featuring the same cover, which quickly surpassed fifty thousand sales as well. In an era when print media was steadily declining, only fashion magazines backed by celebrity fandoms could normally achieve such astonishing numbers. Serious publications almost never reached those figures. Ye Xiqing had ushered in a completely new phenomenon. The era of the "traffic scholar." Naturally, her detractors were qu...

Hou Nianyun gained fame overnight. Like an excavator digging up buried history, she reposted every outrageous comment the trolls had made over the past four years. "Get up and meet your maker!" The remarks that had once infuriated people now looked like comedy. The more people reread them, the funnier they became, and the comment section was filled with laughter. This time, the university forum was flooded not only with students and professors from X University but also with countless outsiders who had come to watch the spectacle. Everyone watched the chaos with remarkable civility. "I thought a genius who entered with a score of 746 would be treated like royalty at school. So this is what really happened?" "Isn't it obvious? Just read the comments and guess the gender. Some people never even tried to hide it." "Holy crap. X University's pharmacy program was built on Academician Yang's reputation, and these people still look down on women?...