Chapter 1: The Best Has Yet To Come

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The year 2018, August 8.

At Riverside City’s Remembrance Bar.

“Liu Huifang. 32 years old. Unmarried. Looks, 75. Working as the deputy manager of Riverside Industrial’s public relations department. Mistress of Riverside Industrial’s deputy manager, Wei Baoming. Has had indecent relationships with many men.”

“Jiang Xiaoyu. 18 years old. A student. Looks, 80. A good girl at home, a delinquent on the streets. Has no self-discipline and had an abortion before.”

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A young man dressed casually sat at the counter, swinging the glass in his hand. There was a mischievous glint in his eyes as he mumbled to himself whenever a person came into the store.

Unsure whether they were true, but the man sounded plausible as if he knew every person that was here.

His name was Ye Yang, a man trapped in time.

Sitting beside him was Su Muxue who had thick makeup on.

Ye Yang had been mumbling out loud because of her! He had successfully piqued Su Muxue’s curiosity.

Su Muxue blinked her large eyes, staring at Ye Yang, intrigued as if she was watching an alien. “You’re just blindly guessing, aren’t you? How could you know all these people?”

“Go ahead and ask them then you’ll find out.” Ye Yang shrugged, taking a swig of his whiskey. “Not only do I know details about everyone here, but I also know everything that’s going to happen today.”

“Everything that’s going to happen today? At least make your exaggerations reasonable. Then tell me, what’s going to happen next?”

Ye Yang pointed to a man and woman arguing in a corner. “That woman will splash wine on the man’s face.”

The next second, Ye Yang’s prophecy came true. The woman took up a wine glass and splashed the contents at the man.

“Tsk. They’re just arguing so splashing wine out of anger is normal.” Su Muxue was obviously still doubting Ye Yang.

Ye Yang chuckled then signaled to the side. “Pay attention to that lecherous man.”

Su Muxue turned to look.

“He’s a live-in son-in-law. At ten thirty-five, his wife will bring a group of people into the bar. Both he and the woman beside him won’t have a pretty end.”

Su Muxue glanced at the time. “Alright. Then I’ll wait. If there’s even a minute’s delay, we’ll see how you talk your way out of this.”

Ye Yang grinned mischievously before finished his drink in one go.

Su Muxue studied Ye Yang again. Although she had labeled the man as a trickster, she was mildly curious as to why Ye Yang would weave a story to cheat her. Since her date hadn’t shown up yet, might as well stay.

“Just now, you said you’ve slept with ten thousand beauties with looks above eight. What’s your proof?”

“Don’t have one.” Ye Yang shook his head. “No matter who I sleep with, I’ll end up in my own bed the next morning. Time would revert to this morning and there’s no use even if I take a video.”

“So you’re saying you can only live today and you used only one day to get them in bed?” Su Muxue looked at Ye Yang with a mocking expression.

Ye Yang chuckled, shaking his head. “Of course I didn’t do it in one day. But I have endless todays and it’s enough for me to understand them so that they willingly sleep with me.”

“Then tell me, who’s the prettiest person you’ve slept with?” A cunning glint flashed in Su Muxue’s eyes.

Even movies wouldn’t show such a farfetched script, but this guy was using it to court women. Still, it was quite interesting. Su Muxue wanted to see how far he could go with his story.

“Hmm, if I had to pick only one, it’ll be Qian Yurou,” said Ye Yang after pondering briefly.

Su Muxue was stunned. ‘He really said it.’

Qian Yurou was the daughter of Riverside’s wealthiest man, Qian Sihai. Not only did she have a remarkable background, but the woman was also excellent, having her own company at a very young age. She was a typical influential woman.

But this man actually said he had slept with Qian Yurou?

“Have you always been this preposterous? Qian Yurou is famous for being a perfect goddess. And you’ve slept with her? With the likes of you?”

Ye Yang shook his head again and took a sip of his drink. “Beneath a perfect facade, there are unspoken secrets. I just so happened to know a lethal weakness of hers.”

“What weakness?” Seeing Ye Yang this confident made Su Muxue waver.

“Go ahead and guess. Go for improper thoughts.” His lips curled into a devilish grin.

“Tsk! Only ghosts would believe you. Qian Yurou is so perfect, how could she have a weakness?”

Ye Yang merely smiled and focused on his drink, staring at the men and women immersed in the bar’s music.

Su Muxue was staring hard at him as if contemplating a decision, her gaze seemed conflicted.

“You said you’ve slept with over ten thousand women whose looks are above eight. Then what about me?”

Ye Yang swung his whiskey glass, cradling his chin as he studied Su Muxue with mild interest.

“You don’t pass.”

He couldn’t be any more direct and Su Muxue felt the urge to explode right then and there.

“Are you calling me ugly?”

“You’ve misunderstood. I’m actually not interested in women who wear thick makeup, but I can tell that you don’t look half bad so I’ll give you an eight.” Ye Yang knew that he had struck a raw nerve so he quickly tried to remedy the situation.

“You…” Su Muxue was indignant.

Right before the storm crashed in.

At the entrance of the bar, a seemingly wealthy woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses came in aggressively with eight burly men in tow. Each of them had menacing appearances.

The woman marched right up to the lecherous man and grabbed him by the hair from behind.

“Stinking b*stard, how dare you look for vixens behind my back? I’m not human if I don’t cripple you today!”

“Take him away! And that vixen too. I’m going to slash this b*tch’s face open today. Let’s see just how she’ll seduce men after that.”

The woman was furious. Her bodyguards did as told and the group left as quickly as they came.

Ten thirty-five.

Su Muxue glanced at the time to realize how on-point Ye Yang had been. For a moment, she stared incredulously at him.

“This… is too spooky…”

“Do you believe me now?”

“You… Do you have a special ability like predicting the future?”

“Special ability? You have quite the imagination.” Ye Yang chuckled. “I keep repeating this day so it’s only natural that I’d know.”

“Haha, got it!” Su Muxue roared in laughter out of nowhere.

Ye Yang was surprised. ‘Has she gone mad? Should I call her an ambulance?’

‘Forget it. It’ll all reset once I go to sleep anyway. Leave it.’

Thankfully Su Muxue couldn’t read Ye Yang’s mind or he would need to start coaxing her again.

“You must be a private detective that the rich lady hired and you’re purposely using this method to court me.”

Ye Yang laughed. He knew Su Muxue wouldn’t believe him.

For ten thousand years, he had told countless people and the results were surprisingly the same. No one believed him.

It was his decision to expose his situation and it didn’t matter if the other party believed him or not. Ye Yang wouldn’t try to explain.

“You’re speechless because I got it right, didn’t I?” Su Muxue looked pleased with herself as if she had gotten number one in class.

“How dull. Remember to use a better idea the next time you court women.” Having said that, Su Muxue turned to leave.

As he watched her back profile, a playful smile tugged the corners of his lips.

‘The best has yet to come!’