"Give me a ride?"
Jiang Liu reached out to stop the Ferrari driver and bluntly made his request.
Liu Chenglong was dumbfounded by the audacity.
How shameless can you get?
I’m here to tail you!
You think I’m a damn taxi?
And since when do Ferrari drivers moonlight as cabbies?
"Get lost!"
"Since you’re following me wherever I go anyway, might as well ride together. Isn’t tailing someone on the road a pain?"
Hearing this, Liu Chenglong scoffed.
Do you even know what I’m driving? A Ferrari Portofino! Zero to sixty in 3.5 seconds!
You think keeping up with your shared bike is hard?
But of course, he couldn’t say that out loud.
Jiang Liu smirked and casually draped an arm over Liu Chenglong’s shoulder.
But he didn’t push further.
What else could he do? Even if he knew he was being followed, so what?
If there was no way to shake him off, why not hitch a ride?
We’re heading to the same place anyway.
Liu Chenglong’s face stiffened, unsure how to react.
On instinct, he brushed Jiang Liu’s hand away.
Trying to play the part of a flirtatious playboy, he strutted toward the girl in the JK uniform and white thigh-highs.
Jiang Liu didn’t stop him. Instead, he walked straight to the driver’s seat and got in.
The low-slung sports car felt awkward for his tall frame.
"Next time, tail me in a cheaper car. This thing’s uncomfortable."
"You—what the hell are you doing in my car?!"
Chang Wen, sitting in the passenger seat, tensed up before quickly forcing a composed expression.
But Jiang Liu’s next words left him speechless.
"Getting caught on a tail job—pretty sure you’ll get chewed out for incompetence, right?"
"I’m just a broke student. You’re a wage slave. Why make life hard for each other?"
"Besides, if you’re just supposed to follow me, wouldn’t having me right in front of you boost your success rate?"
Chang Wen was stunned.
Wait—
Does this even count as tailing anymore?
As Chang Wen spiraled into existential doubt, Jiang Liu patted his shoulder.
"No rush. You can think it over later."
Jiang Liu started the car and slowly rolled past Liu Chenglong, who was busy playing the suave pickup artist.
At this point, Liu Chenglong had completely forgotten about the mission.
Did he actually like this girl?
She was a solid seven or eight—decently pretty, but nothing extraordinary.
Yet Liu Chenglong was smitten.
To him, true love wasn’t about instant attraction. It was about overcoming obstacles to be together.
So naturally, he only fell for girls who already had boyfriends.
What could be more "overcoming obstacles" than stealing someone’s girlfriend?
If Jiang Liu heard this, he’d probably blurt out: "What kind of natural-born homewrecker is this guy?!"
Liu Chenglong was still stuck at "Homewrecker Level 1"—awkward and fumbling around girls.
His bizarre preferences had left him perpetually single.
It wasn’t for lack of options. The Ferrari alone was enough.
But if love came that easy, where was the challenge?
Heart pounding, he approached his dream girl, rehearsing lines in his head.
"Hey, can I get your WeChat?"
"No. I have a boyfriend."
The girl shut him down instantly.
But Liu Chenglong wasn’t discouraged. This was exactly what he wanted!
"The harder it is, the more precious the love!" he told himself.
"I really like you. I won’t give up!"
He even pumped his fist for motivation.
Since Jiang Liu was a student here, he’d definitely be back.
Plenty of chances to bump into her again!
He didn’t even ask her major or year. If fate willed it, they’d meet again!
One day, she’d be moved by his persistence!
She was the most unique girl he’d ever seen!
Through Liu Chenglong’s rose-tinted glasses, she was breathtaking.
"No! She’s not my girlfriend yet. I can’t peek."
In a bizarre display of chivalry, he turned away.
His tastes were homewrecker material, but his actions were pure romance.
At this point, who could tell the difference?
No one. Absolutely no one.
With that, Liu Chenglong spun on his heel—only to see Jiang Liu in the driver’s seat, window rolled down.
"What are you doing here?"
"We’re heading to Tail Bar. You can grab a cab."
???
I take a cab?!
Liu Chenglong’s face twisted in outrage, ready to drag this car thief out by force.
But Chang Wen, still in the passenger seat, hissed:
"Just take a cab, Chenglong."
Liu Chenglong wanted to scream why.
How did his car get hijacked in the two seconds he wasn’t looking?!
Is there no justice in this world?!
Chang Wen’s expression was equally cryptic. Unlike Liu Chenglong, he wasn’t an idiot.
But for now, he played along with Jiang Liu’s terms.
Their commotion drew attention, and the girl in white thigh-highs glanced over before walking toward the Ferrari.
"You’re going to Tail too?"
"Want to ride together?" Jiang Liu asked.
He had zero interest in her, but Liu Chenglong sure did.
The girl looked back at her boyfriend, then typed something on her phone and showed it to Jiang Liu before darting off.
Her blush was more captivating than any scenery, her hair fluttering in the breeze.
Liu Chenglong stared, mesmerized.
"What did she show you?"
"She said she likes me."
"Bullshit! No way! She’s special—she wouldn’t just fall for anyone!"
"Relax. She said she wants your WeChat."
Liu Chenglong scrambled for his phone, demanding the girl’s contact.
Then, grinning like an idiot, he flagged down a taxi.
The girl’s message did include her WeChat ID.
But it also said: Would you be up for a threesome? Me, my boyfriend, and you.
Amused, Jiang Liu turned to Chang Wen.
"You sure the Ferrari guy’s into this?"
"He just likes girls with boyfriends," Chang Wen muttered, visibly embarrassed.
Jiang Liu instantly understood. Even he didn’t know how to react.
Talk about a match made in heaven.
Lock them in a room and throw away the key.
With a smirk, he pulled up beside the girl and whispered:
"My friend should’ve added you."
Given Liu Chenglong’s timid vibe, he’d probably freak out.
Better not scare him off.
The girl seemed slightly disappointed but flashed an OK sign.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
nce】【Lighthearted Comedy】【Ultimate Gentleman's Novel】【Viewer Discretion Advised for Under 16】 The mightiest human hero, Sharen Morian, is resurrected after a thousand years by his wife—the Demon King. This is not your typical hero-vs-demon-king tale.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
