Hidden Mission

After the three left, Su Yang waved at Lu Yun and called out, "Xiao Lu! Over here!"

Lu Yun rolled down the car window and poked out her adorable head. "Su Yang!"

"Hey, pull over and park here," Su Yang replied, directing her to park next to his car.

Once Lu Yun had parked, Ji Bo, who had been standing nearby, approached Su Yang and whispered enviously, "Yang-ge, are all the women around you this stunning?"

"Pretty much," Su Yang said casually.

"Damn, can I tag along with you from now on?"

"We'll see," Su Yang chuckled before walking over to the car.

At that moment, Lu Yun pushed the car door open and stepped out.

Today, she was wearing the same fresh, white dress with coral-red embroidery that Su Yang had gifted her the day before. However, since she had been driving, she’d opted for a pair of flats. Now, she had switched into high heels.

Lu Yun’s makeup was flawlessly done—her complexion glowing with a natural blush, her lips glossy with a sheer lip tint.

Dangling from her ears were two slender rose-gold ruby earrings, while her neck and delicate wrists were adorned with the necklace and bracelet she’d bought the previous day.

Completing the look were Valentino’s pale pink heels, elevating her entire appearance to something unrecognizable from her usual self.

If the everyday Lu Yun was the girl next door, today she resembled the cherished heiress of some wealthy dynasty—both sweet and sophisticated.

"Wow!! Xiao Lu, you look absolutely gorgeous today!" Tang Ziyun hurried over, taking Lu Yun’s hands in hers as she gushed.

Lu Yun had noticed Tang Ziyun when she arrived and smiled warmly. "You’re stunning too! By the way, when did you get here?"

"I came with Su Yang—hitched a ride with him. Hehe~"

"Ohh," Lu Yun nodded lightly, her eyes flickering toward Su Yang for a brief, unreadable moment.

Su Yang didn’t catch her glance, too busy admiring the two breathtaking beauties before him.

Clothes really make the woman. If these two are usually 90s, today’s outfits easily push them to 95.

"By the way, who’s this?" Lu Yun finally noticed Ji Bo standing off to the side.

Su Yang glanced at Ji Bo and introduced him with a smile. "Ah, this is Ji Bo, a friend I just met. He’s also an acquaintance of Lao Meng’s."

"And this is my friend, Lu Yun."

Ji Bo grinned at Lu Yun. "Hello there, beauty."

"Hi, Ji Bo," Lu Yun replied, completely oblivious to any hidden meaning in his name—proof of her innocence.

After the introductions, Su Yang clapped his hands. "Alright, let’s head in."

"Sure~"

The four turned and walked toward the hotel entrance.

As they strolled, Su Yang’s phone buzzed.

He pulled it out and saw a message from Pan Ning:

"You here yet?"

"Just arrived a few minutes ago," he typed back.

"Good, I’m almost there too. Wait for me."

"Are you with Meng Qianyu?"

"Yep."

"Got it. I’ll be in the lobby."

"Okay~"

Tucking his phone away, the group stepped into the opulent hotel.

The moment they entered the lobby, a poised hostess in a dark uniform approached, hands clasped politely.

"Good afternoon, honored guests. Welcome to The Mandarin Oriental, Haicheng."

Su Yang’s eyes skimmed over the hostess before spotting a small standing sign nearby.

It read simply: Meng Qianyu’s Homecoming Banquet—Please proceed to the rooftop garden.

Su Yang smiled. "We’re here for the banquet," he said, nodding toward the sign.

"The homecoming banquet for Ms. Meng Qianyu?"

"That’s right."

"Very well. Please follow me—I’ll escort you upstairs."

"Actually, we’ll wait in the lounge first. We’re expecting others."

"Of course. Right this way."

The hostess guided them to the lounge, where they were served delicate pastries and tea.

Five minutes later, Su Yang, seated by the window, spotted a yellow Lamborghini Urus pulling into the hotel driveway.

"They’re here," he remarked casually.

"Who?"

"Meng Qianyu."

"Where?" Ji Bo craned his neck, scanning the area.

"Relax, she hasn’t even walked in yet."

"You said she’s here! I’ve always heard Meng-ge’s sister is drop-dead gorgeous and crazy talented, but I’ve never seen her. Can’t blame a guy for being curious, heh."

"Patience. She’ll walk in any second."

"Got it." Ji Bo’s eyes remained glued to the entrance.

As they chatted, movement at the door caught their attention.

Two strikingly elegant women entered—one unmistakably Pan Ning, the other the guest of honor: Meng Qianyu.

"Yang-ge, they’re here!!" Ji Bo whispered excitedly.

Su Yang shot him a look. "I have eyes. Why are you so worked up?"

"Nervous!"

"Do you even know which one is Meng Qianyu?"

"Uh… no."

"Then why the hell are you nervous? Pipe down."

Ignoring Ji Bo, Su Yang narrowed his eyes, studying Meng Qianyu.

Within seconds, surprise flickered through his mind. Wait… why do they look so alike? Aren’t they just cousins?

Meng Qianyu’s height and figure were nearly identical to Pan Ning’s—especially her face.

She had the same sharp jawline, refined features, large bright eyes, a straight nose, and a petite mouth, her skin as flawless as jade.

The key difference? She was noticeably more voluptuous, matching the curvaceous silhouette from Su Yang’s dream.

Unlike Pan Ning’s high ponytail, Meng Qianyu wore her wavy hair loose, cascading past her shoulders.

Golden earrings dangled from her ears, a diamond ring adorned her finger, and she carried a Hermès bag.

Her outfit—a French-style burgundy mermaid dress with a black chiffon shawl and black-red heels—exuded sophistication.

Pan Ning, meanwhile, wore a sleek black off-the-shoulder lace gown, a dazzling diamond pendant resting against her collarbone.

Their styles contrasted sharply, yet their resemblance was undeniable.

As Pan Ning spotted Su Yang’s group, she tugged Meng Qianyu toward them.

Seizing the moment, Su Yang quickly consulted his system.

—System, scan.

[Meng Qianyu, Age: 23]

[Height: 170cm]

[Weight: 57kg]

[Appearance: 95]

[Figure: 93]

[Relationships: 1, Single]

[Intimate Partners: 0]

[Traits: Prefers women, mixes in occasional English when speaking]

Su Yang: ???

—What kind of nonsense is this? She’s into women?!

Before he could process it further, the two women reached them.

"Are Lu Yun and Tang Ziyun here too?" Pan Ning glanced at the two sitting beside Su Yang and spoke calmly.

Lu Yun and Tang Ziyun, who were nearby, stood up to greet her. "Yeah, we just arrived a little while ago."

Pan Ning nodded. "By the way, let me introduce you. This is my cousin, the star of today—Meng Qianyu. You should get to know each other."

"Hi there! Finally meeting you all—so nice to meet you~" Meng Qianyu smiled brightly at the group.

Su Yang stared at Meng Qianyu without moving, silently questioning the system in his mind.

—Is she really into women?

[Yes.]

—Damn, what a waste! Such a catch, and she’s into T-types.

[Target Meng Qianyu meets binding criteria. Proceed with binding?]

—Even if I bind her, she’d just be a tool. And one with ridiculously hard-to-raise affection at that.

[Ding! Sensing host’s regret, a hidden mission is now issued: Raise Meng Qianyu’s affection to 80+ within ten days to receive the latest Ferrari F80 "Horse King," a Rolls-Royce Cullinan, and other generous rewards.]

Su Yang: "…"

—Old system, are you messing with me? You expect me to raise a veteran P-type’s affection to 80 in ten days? That’s way too hard! A straight girl would be one thing, but a lesbian? How am I supposed to pull that off?

—And since when did you start adding hidden missions?

[Host need not dwell on details. The rewards are substantial. System recommends consideration. Binding automatically accepts the mission.]

Hearing this, Su Yang’s facial muscles twitched slightly.

—What happens if I fail within the deadline?

[Future monetary rewards reduced by 50% for one month.]

—Holy hell, that’s brutal!

After a quick internal debate, Su Yang gritted his teeth.

—Screw it, bind! I’ll take the challenge!

—At least she’s a P-type. If she were the masculine kind, I’d never agree to this!

[Ding! Binding successful. Current affection level from Meng Qianyu: 1.]

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