Ye Shuang reached out and helped pull the blanket up a little for the other person—perhaps the slight movement made Chen Qin sense something. She opened her beautiful eyes, her gaze also falling on Ye Shuang. Her hum carried a hint of laziness.
"Ah Ye, has everyone gone back?"
"Mm, why are you sleeping without clothes?" Ye Shuang asked, though he seemed to notice the strap of her underwear.
"No pajamas," Chen Qin said, pulling the blanket up a bit more and revealing a teasing look. "Ah Ye, were you peeking just now?"
"No."
"Want to take a look?" Chen Qin pulled the blanket aside slightly, her face tinged with pink as she asked.
Ye Shuang averted his gaze and coughed lightly. "Ahem, wouldn't mind a look."
But at that moment, a voice came from outside the door.
"Brother, the computer has no internet!"
Hearing this, Ye Shuang exchanged a glance with Chen Qin, then opened the door and stepped out. Tang Keke was standing outside.
"No internet?"
"Mm-hmm, is Sister Chen Qin in there too?" Tang Keke asked, craning her neck curiously.
"She's taking a nap, better not disturb her," Ye Shuang said, closing the bedroom door as he spoke.
Returning to the room with Tang Keke, the computer screen was glowing faintly, while Bai Yuyou was staring blankly at the little frog on the wallpaper. Ye Shuang took a look and confirmed there was indeed no internet—he checked briefly and found the Ethernet cable and such were all plugged in properly.
"Hmm..." Ye Shuang asked, "Was it like this from the start?"
"It seemed to be working earlier."
Ye Shuang thought for a moment but couldn't figure out the problem, so he said, "Connect to a mobile hotspot for now. I'll find a technician to check it later."
"Oh, that works too."
Ye Shuang turned on his phone's hotspot and helped connect the computer.
"What games do you want to play?" Ye Shuang asked instead.
"What games did you used to play, brother?" Tang Keke countered, seeming very curious.
"Me?" Ye Shuang didn't have fixed games he played. Back in the day, whatever games his friends played, he'd follow along. "Things like CrossFire, Dungeon & Fighter, Bomb It, Tales of Wonder, and the like."
Tang Keke had mostly only heard of the games Ye Shuang mentioned, and most seemed to have been running for ten years or so?
"Sounds a bit nostalgic."
"True," Ye Shuang didn't deny it. The games he played the longest were mostly online games and browser games. Like Dungeon & Fighter, he was still playing it during university, but after graduating and getting busy, when he logged back in, even his full set of endgame gear couldn't handle the most basic maps.
"Come on, Yuyou, let's play something else." Tang Keke, full of enthusiasm, downloaded Steam and opened it. Her account library was filled with pixel-style indie games—things like Summer Memories, Winter Memories, Countryside Memories.
"Are these fun?" Ye Shuang glanced at them. An Shiyu didn't seem to have played this type of game.
If they were fun, Tang Keke could gift them to her.
"Um." For some reason, Tang Keke's body stiffened a little at that moment, and she said very seriously, "I, I don't know either. They're games I downloaded by accident."
"Is that so? I see you have like ten to twenty hours playtime on each of these."
"P-probably opened by accident and left running for over ten hours!" Tang Keke immediately said.
Ye Shuang found it a bit strange why Tang Keke was so flustered, but he didn't press further. Instead, he asked, "So what game do you want to play?"
"This one, It Takes Two. Two people can play." Tang Keke said, then suddenly asked curiously, "Brother, do you have controllers?"
"Yeah, I do."
Ye Shuang pulled open a drawer, which held three controllers.
"Ooh, Xbox Elite controllers. Brother, you have good taste." Tang Keke took one out to look at.
"An Shiyu uses this controller too, so I just bought the same one," Ye Shuang said. After all, he didn't research these things much; he basically saw what people around him bought, asked about it, and if it seemed good, he'd buy the same.
"Hehe, starting the download."
Tang Keke began downloading the game, explaining to Bai Yuyou how to play in the meantime. This type of game requires two-player cooperation to progress, so if one player isn't performing well, advancing will be very difficult.
After a while, Tang Keke suddenly paused. "Huh?"
Why did the download speed suddenly stop? It was almost one-third done.
"What's wrong?"
"Brother, seems like the internet disconnected."
"Impossible, right?" Ye Shuang remembered they were using his phone's hotspot. Could the computer's network be broken?
Then he suddenly seemed to realize something and asked Tang Keke, "How big is this game?"
Tang Keke thought for a moment. "Forty, fifty gigabytes?"
Ye Shuang: "..."
"Probably ran out of data," he said.
"Ah, I forgot..." Tang Keke scratched her head, having forgotten they were using Ye Shuang's mobile data.
Ye Shuang checked his phone right then and saw his balance had been completely drained.
"Brother, I'll top up your phone for you." Tang Keke handed over her own phone.
"Alright."
After some hassle, Ye Shuang bought some data and handed the phone back to Tang Keke. "Done, continue downloading. I bought some data."
But as Tang Keke took it and was about to put it down after a glance, the screen lit up, displaying the name Chen Qin.
Wasn't Sister Chen Qin sleeping?
She subconsciously tapped it.
The chat window opened, revealing a photo—a selfie of Chen Qin holding a pillow partially covering her slime, the snowy scenery fully visible, playfully sticking out her tongue.
Caption—
[Here, what you missed earlier.]
Tang Keke's face stiffened. Meanwhile, Bai Yuyou, seeing it, didn't find it strange and just asked, "What did Sister Chen Qin miss?"
Ye Shuang, not paying attention to the situation here at the moment, was standing by the windowsill opening the window to air out the room.
Tang Keke, frightened, quickly long-pressed the message in the list to mark it as unread, then put the phone away properly.
"What's up?" Ye Shuang asked curiously after opening the window, seeing Tang Keke flustered.
"N-nothing!" Tang Keke grabbed Bai Yuyou's little hand and pressed it.
Yuyou, Yuyou, receive the secret signal!
But Bai Yuyou simply answered Ye Shuang, "Sister Chen Qin sent a message just now."
Secret signal reception failed.
Tang Keke facepalmed. What a teammate.
"A message?" Ye Shuang picked up his phone, opened the chat list, and saw Chen Qin had sent a picture.
Opening it, his expression twitched.
This girl...
Silently saving the photo, Ye Shuang noticed it was marked as unread and breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Good thing it wasn't discovered.
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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