Memories of Suyang

Looking at the four luxury cars parked together, Wang Doudou’s eyes widened, and his mouth hung open in shock.

“Holy crap!! That’s really a McLaren Senna!!”

Su Yang pressed the car key, and the Senna’s headlights flashed instantly.

“Damn! Insane!! Four top-tier luxury cars!! You’re living the dream, bro!! Plus five points! 56 points! My guy’s too elite.”

[Ding, detected heightened excitement from netizens, host’s mood elevated. Reward: 1 million yuan.]

[Ding, detected host’s offline purchase of an RS7 requires approximately three months for delivery. To shorten the agonizing wait, the system has used its superpower to move the delivery date to next week.]

Hearing this, Su Yang froze for a moment.

—Holy shit? It can do that?

—This is an unexpected win. System, you’re seriously OP.

After giving each car a once-over, Su Yang took the elevator back to his apartment.

“Still wanna check them out?”

“No need, bro. You’re the first top-tier boss I’ve ever met in my livestreaming career to hit 56 points!! This is major clout. Everyone, show my big-spender bro some love and hit that follow button!!”

“Bro, I sent you a friend request. Accept it later.”

“Sure.” Su Yang smiled faintly.

In less than half an hour, he’d effortlessly made nearly ten million. Right now, he couldn’t be happier.

Well, another small but hard-earned eight hundred grand in the bag.

After ending the livestream call, Su Yang exited the stream.

As soon as he returned to the homepage, he saw a notification badge showing 99+ unread messages.

“Damn, this many messages?”

He tapped into the notifications and saw his follower count had jumped from a few hundred to 1,500.

Aside from host Wang Doudou adding him as a friend, a bunch of strangers had followed him too.

And it wasn’t just follows—there were plenty of DMs as well.

Though most were from female netizens.

Su Yang skimmed through a few at random. Almost all were asking for his WeChat.

He chuckled and closed the messages.

After a moment’s thought, he opened his following list and casually scrolled through. Just as he swiped past a few profiles, his eyes lit up, and he quickly scrolled back twice. An account named “Sunny Rainy” caught his attention.

“Huh? This profile pic looks familiar.”

He tapped the avatar to enter the profile, then enlarged the picture.

Instantly, a long-haired girl with a sweet smile appeared on his screen.

“Holy crap? Isn’t this… what’s her name again?” Su Yang stared at the enlarged photo, struggling to recall.

A few seconds later, he smacked his forehead and muttered, “Ye Wan? Yeah, no doubt it’s her.”

Looking at this simultaneously familiar and unfamiliar face, memories from two years ago flashed through his mind.

Ye Wan was a colleague he’d met after graduating, back when he worked at an advertising agency.

At the time, Su Yang was a junior designer, and Ye Wan was a junior planner.

They’d joined the company around the same time, and their desks were right next to each other.

Both being new hires and unfamiliar with the rest of the team, the two rookies naturally stuck together.

During lunch breaks, the senior employees would go out in groups.

At first, Su Yang and Ye Wan ate alone, but as time passed, they grew closer.

Soon, they made it a habit to grab lunch together every day.

Assigned to the same project team, they spent almost all their time together—whether working overtime or attending company events.

Over time, Su Yang gradually developed feelings for this soft-spoken girl named Ye Wan.

He considered himself decent-looking, fresh out of college and full of ambition. In his eyes, he and Ye Wan were a perfect match.

After breaking up with Lin Xiaomo, Ye Wan was the second girl he’d genuinely fallen for.

Their relationship had lingered in a vaguely romantic limbo for months. Then, one night after working late, they walked home together.

The route from the office to the subway station required a short walk—one they shared.

Strolling down the street, Su Yang’s heart pounded wildly. He’d been planning to confess for a while.

Over those months, he’d tested the waters countless times—sending small gifts, inviting her out for meals or movies on weekends.

Ye Wan never refused. In fact, their chats had skyrocketed in frequency.

Most of the time, she’d even initiate conversations, her tone laced with playful, almost coquettish hints.

This gave Su Yang the illusion that Ye Wan must like him back.

That night, he decided it was time to lay his heart on the line—before some other guy swooped in and stole her away.

Just a few dozen meters from the subway entrance, Su Yang mustered his courage, stepped in front of Ye Wan, and turned to face her.

Trembling, he looked into her wide, innocent eyes and said, “Ye Wan, I—”

Before he could finish, a blinding white headlight beam cut through the darkness behind him, accompanied by two sharp car honks.

Interrupted mid-confession, Su Yang whipped around, furious. A black BMW 3 Series rolled up, its high beams flashing insistently.

He was about to curse when the car executed a smooth U-turn and parked beside them. Out stepped a tall, handsome guy—around six feet.

Still stunned, Su Yang watched as Ye Wan’s face lit up at the sight of the newcomer.

“Chen Yu! I’m here!” she called out excitedly.

“Chen… Yu?” Su Yang turned back, gaping as Ye Wan dashed toward Chen Yu and threw her arms around his neck.

“What… the… hell?” Su Yang stood frozen, his mind blank.

“She said she didn’t have a boyfriend! I literally asked her three days ago! Did she start dating him in, like, a week?” he muttered under his breath.

Ye Wan, still holding Chen Yu’s hand, walked back to Su Yang.

“Su Yang, let me introduce you. This is my boyfriend, Chen Yu. He came to pick me up.”

“Oh… hey.” Su Yang forced a stiff smile and nodded.

“Hey.” Chen Yu’s eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze dripping with condescension.

Su Yang recognized that look—it was the same way his boss at the company looked at him.

“Oh, Su Yang, what were you about to say earlier?” Ye Wan tilted her head, her expression sweet and curious.

Su Yang blinked, then laughed awkwardly. “Oh, nothing important. I just wanted to ask if the client approved that poster I designed.”

“Oh! Yeah, it’s approved. We can move forward with the rest tomorrow.” Ye Wan beamed.

Su Yang nodded. “Cool. That’s all then. I’ll head out. See ya.”

“Bye—wait!”

As Su Yang turned to leave, Ye Wan called after him.

Annoyance flickering across his face, he looked back. “Yeah?”

“I just remembered my boyfriend’s driving near your place later. Want a ride? It’s already eleven—taking the subway home would be such a hassle this late.”

Su Yang took a deep breath inwardly, unconsciously biting his lower lip. "Forget it, no need to trouble you. The subway won’t take long anyway."

At that moment, Chen Yu, standing beside Ye Wan, gave a faint smile. "Hey, handsome, come on—don’t be shy. I’ll give you a ride." Chen Yu gestured toward the black 3 Series parked by the roadside.

Su Yang glanced at it and declined with a slight smile. "Thanks, but I’d rather not bother you. See you." Without waiting for Ye Wan to say another word, he turned and walked away.

"Damn it, if you have a boyfriend, why the hell did you even watch a movie with me?!" Su Yang muttered angrily as he strode off.

"Screw this! A 3 Series is nothing special! Just wait till I roll up in an M3 and show you up!"

Fuming, Su Yang spent the entire journey home venting his frustration...

After that incident, he deliberately distanced himself from Ye Wan. Not long after, she left the company.

The two never spoke again.

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Recalling the past from two years ago, Su Yang now stared at the familiar profile picture on his phone.

For a moment, it felt as if everything had happened just yesterday.

"Time really flies. But why is the woman who once rode off in a BMW 3 Series suddenly adding me now?"

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