Getting into the car, Su Yang pulled out his phone and sent a message to Zhao Mengrou.
"Mengrou, I'm moving out today. I’ve cleaned the place except for some old clothes. Don’t forget to come check the apartment."
After sending the message, Su Yang started the car and drove toward Senhai Manor.
His mood was buoyant the whole way. The thought of living in a 300-square-meter house filled him with excitement.
Brimming with enthusiasm, Su Yang soon arrived at Senhai Manor.
He parked his car in the sales office lot, and Gu Xiaoman strolled leisurely toward him.
Her expression was neutral, showing no awkwardness from their previous game of hide-and-seek.
Seeing her, Su Yang stepped forward with a playful grin. "Sis, your makeup looks amazing today."
Gu Xiaoman rolled her eyes. "Cut the nonsense. Wait—you changed cars again?"
She eyed the black Aston Martin Valkyrie behind him.
"Yeah, what do you think? Cool, right?"
"Cool, cool, cool. Must be nice being rich, casually buying million-dollar cars."
"Heh, it wasn’t that much. Let’s go."
"Alright."
Earlier, Su Yang had contacted Gu Xiaoman to help him register his car plates with the property management.
Under her guidance, they completed the registration for both vehicles before returning to the parking lot.
Gu Xiaoman slid into the passenger seat. "Come on, I’ll show you your parking spots."
"Sweet!"
Su Yang drove to the underground garage of Building 3. Near the lobby entrance, Gu Xiaoman pointed. "Stop here."
After parking, she gestured to four adjacent spots. "These are yours."
Su Yang nodded approvingly. "Nice, nice. Hey, sis, wanna come up for a bit?" He flashed a knowing smirk.
Gu Xiaoman crossed her arms, cheeks tinged pink. "What are you scheming in broad daylight?"
"What? Just offering you a drink."
"Pfft, don’t play dumb. I’m on the clock. Go ahead without me."
Watching her swaying retreat, Su Yang called out, "Really not coming up?"
Gu Xiaoman waved without turning. "Later!"
"Alright then."
After parking, Su Yang took the elevator to the 8th floor, stopping at Unit 802.
Heart pounding, he unlocked the door and added his fingerprint to the system.
Stepping inside, he tossed his suitcase aside and sprinted toward the spacious living room, launching himself onto the plush sofa.
"Hell yeah! Can’t believe I actually live in Senhai Manor now!"
[Ding! Host’s excitement over new home detected. Reward: 500,000 RMB.]
—System, you won’t just vanish one day, right?
[Host may rest assured. This system exists to guide you to greatness. Binding is permanent—only death severs it.]
—Good. That’s a relief.
Remembering he hadn’t checked in yet, Su Yang thought:
—System, daily check-in!
[Ding! Check-in successful. Reward: 50,000 RMB.]
—Great. Now, hand over that Vacheron Constantin watch.
Instantly, a wristwatch with a dark green strap materialized in his palm.
Su Yang inspected it, then searched online. He’d heard of Vacheron Constantin but never bothered learning details—such luxury felt unreachable before.
Still, he’d always admired watches. Men’s hobbies were simple: cars, timepieces, beautiful women...
And wearing a near-million-RMB watch demanded some knowledge. Awkward to fumble if asked about it.
A search revealed a "Global Luxury Watch Tier List":
T0: Patek Philippe (sole occupant).
T1: Vacheron Constantin, Audemars Piguet, Breguet, A. Lange & Söhne.
"Damn, Vacheron’s that elite? Hard not to feel confident with this on."
He skimmed the lower tiers without memorizing—rankings mattered less than personal taste.
"Gotta buy a watch case soon. More will come, and organization’s key."
Su Yang hauled his suitcase into the master bedroom, unpacking clothes into the vast closet.
Surveying the sparse wardrobe, he mused, "Need a shopping trip. More clothes, shoes, toiletries... Place feels empty."
Grabbing his bag, he headed out.
Hailing a taxi outside the complex:
"Shangyuan Road, please."
"You got it."
Ten minutes later, the taxi stopped. Su Yang grinned at the parked 911 Turbo S.
"That’s my baby. Unmatched."
Sliding into the driver’s seat, he revved toward Qianxiang Mall, the city’s largest shopping center.
Soon, he parked underground and rode the escalator up, beelining for menswear.
Spotting a massive Nike swoosh, he marched in.
Luxury was great, but variety mattered. Nike’s range—from 100-RMB tees to 50,000-RMB collabs—had always appealed.
He grabbed eight T-shirts, AJ1s, Dunk/LV sneakers, and black Air Force 1s.
Total: 15,000 RMB (mostly the LV collab). Pocket change now.
Next stop: Off-White for more tees, jackets, and pants.
"Enough for summer. Suits can wait."
After stashing bags in the car, he returned to the mall’s supermarket.
Near the entrance, a glass display of Moutai caught his eye.
Su Yang pushed his cart over and took a look. A nearby sales attendant greeted him with a smile, "What kind of wine are you looking for, handsome?"
"Do you sell Maotai?"
"Of course! Our supermarket's Maotai is 2,650 yuan a bottle. We guarantee it's genuine—fake bottles are refunded tenfold—and it's cheaper than the market price."
Su Yang wasn’t very familiar with baijiu, nor did he know the average market price for Maotai. But right now, he didn’t care—as long as it was authentic.
"Good. I’ll take a whole case."
"A case?" The attendant hesitated.
"Yeah, a case. Is there a purchase limit?"
"Oh, no, no limit at all! I’ll go get it for you right away. Just a moment."
The attendant beamed and hurried off.
Su Yang smirked faintly and continued browsing.
He walked into the red wine section, where a thirty-meter-long shelf was lined with all kinds of red wine brands.
Su Yang knew even less about red wine. He casually picked five bottles priced over 3,000 yuan each and placed them in his cart.
Just then, the attendant returned pushing a small trolley.
"Here you go, handsome!" She cheerfully loaded the case into Su Yang’s cart.
"Thanks." Su Yang smiled and moved to the fruit section, where he added some cherries, kiwis, and other fruits to his haul.
Finally, he grabbed some steaks, snacks, and toiletries before heading to the checkout.
Total cost:
[Ding! Detected that the host is very happy after shopping. Reward: 200,000 yuan in cash.]
Su Yang grinned as he wheeled his cart to the parking lot and loaded everything into his car.
If it weren’t for the limited space in his Porsche 911, he would’ve gone back for another round of shopping.
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young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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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?"
