"Brother... how could you do this?!" Liu Yuan pointed at the empty cup, her fingers trembling slightly.
"Did you really... drink both cups all by yourself?!"
The free milk tea!
The special straw!
Her romantic surprise!
All gone!
Su Qi watched as his sister's cheeks flushed red with anger, her expression resembling a puffed-up kitten. He leisurely wiped his mouth with a napkin.
With an utterly sincere tone, Su Qi remarked, "Hmm, it was pretty good. Just a bit too filling."
"......"
Liu Yuan felt a lump of frustration stuck in her chest, unable to rise or fall.
Was this about the taste?!
Was this about whether he was full or not?!
Ugh, just burst already...
She glared at Su Qi’s oblivious face, then at Yun Huang beside him, who was clearly struggling to hold back laughter.
With a pitiful "hmph," she turned her head away, wearing an expression that screamed, "I’m never talking to you again!"
Her small shoulders quivered slightly from anger.
Su Qi hadn’t expected his sister to react so strongly to his teasing...
He glanced at his data panel.
[Not every danger can be strolled through as casually as a walk in your own backyard.]
[True strength lies in power earned by oneself, not borrowed from another’s light.]
[Punishment Task: Collect 9,999 points of Joy within 24 hours as ‘protection fee.’]
[Optional Punishment Task: Embark on an... interesting adventure.]
So...
Given that his delightfully foolish—and point-rich—little sister was the only viable source...
If he wanted to gather 9,999 points in a day, he had no choice but to target her.
Hence, the earlier scene.
Su Qi might lack romantic experience, but he wasn’t actually dense enough to do something so ‘unbelievably stupid’ without reason.
"Brother... you did that on purpose!" Liu Yuan’s voice wavered with the threat of tears.
Su Qi had done it on purpose.
But would he admit it?
Clearly, he was bold in action but not in confession.
"Alright, alright." Su Qi reached out, intending to ruffle her hair as usual.
Liu Yuan dodged with lightning reflexes, evading his "claws" and shooting him a wary glare. "What?!"
His hand hovered mid-air, but he didn’t seem embarrassed. Instead, he smoothly withdrew it and gestured toward the door. "How about we head to the next spot?"
Liu Yuan pouted. Despite her anger, she hadn’t forgotten today’s plans.
She shot him one last glare, punctuated by a loud "hmph," signaling a temporary ceasefire.
But her expression made it clear: This isn’t over!
She latched onto Yun Huang’s arm, deliberately walking ahead and leaving Su Qi behind to emphasize her displeasure.
Her head drooped slightly, strands of hair veiling her profile, leaving only a sulky back-of-the-head visible.
Her shoulders continued to tremble, as if silently protesting her brother’s "tyranny."
Su Qi followed at a leisurely pace.
The afternoon sun was harsh, and the streets bustled with people.
Liu Yuan seemed to cool off a little, chattering animatedly to Yun Huang while occasionally glancing back to shoot Su Qi a sharp look—either checking if he was still there or continuing her silent condemnation.
Meanwhile, Su Qi pondered his next source of [Joy].
9,999 points. In one day.
The optional task mentioned an "interesting adventure."
Su Qi had little faith in the system’s idea of ‘interesting.’ Past experience told him that its version of ‘fun’ rarely aligned with his own.
So, the "protection fee" had to be paid.
But simply annoying Liu Yuan wasn’t efficient enough, and pushing her too far risked her actually ignoring him—which would backfire spectacularly.
Sensing the "pufferfish" had mostly deflated, Su Qi quickened his steps to catch up.
"Alright, don’t be mad." His voice softened slightly. "My bad."
Liu Yuan blinked, caught off guard.
Su Qi... actually apologized?
It wasn’t the most heartfelt apology, but still...
"Hmph!" She turned away again, though the tension in her face visibly eased.
"Next time, whatever you want to drink or eat," Su Qi continued casually, though his words carried weight, "just point it out. I’ll buy it for you."
Liu Yuan peeked at him from the corner of her eye.
Anything?
Really?
Her internal scales began to tip.
Sure, the free milk tea was gone... but in exchange, she could get anything she wanted? And, more importantly, it’d be bought by her brother...
Maybe... this wasn’t so bad?
After a long internal struggle, Liu Yuan finally succumbed to the temptation of "I’ll buy you anything."
In a small, reluctant mumble, she said, "You said it yourself..."
"Yeah." Su Qi agreed.
"No take-backs!"
"No take-backs."
Only then did Liu Yuan’s mood fully clear, though she couldn’t resist grumbling under her breath, "Brother’s such an idiot... He doesn’t get girls at all..."
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
