Lin Yiyi quickly sent a location pin. Su Yang opened it and saw it was an ordinary residential area, about 7 kilometers away—not too far.
"Brother Su, can I bring a friend along for dinner later?"
After all, Lin Yiyi was a girl, and she wasn’t entirely comfortable meeting Su Yang alone. They were still just online acquaintances, and though Su Yang had been extravagantly generous with gifts in her livestream, she had no idea what kind of person he really was. It was better to be cautious.
Deep down, however, Lin Yiyi was somewhat materialistic. She appeared sweet and innocent on the surface, nothing like the stereotypical gold-digger. But someone who could casually drop dozens of high-value gifts in a livestream was definitely worth getting to know.
If he turned out to be a rich second-generation heir, even if he wasn’t particularly good-looking, she’d be open to exploring things further.
Su Yang glanced at the message and replied indifferently, "Up to you. I don’t mind."
Then, realizing something, he quickly added, "Male or female?"
"A girl~"
"Alright, hurry up and get ready. I’m on my way."
Su Yang changed into fresh clothes, slipped on his 900,000-yuan Vacheron Constantin watch, checked himself in the mirror with satisfaction, and grabbed his LV backpack before heading out.
In the parking lot, he settled into his Aston Martin. Since Lin Yiyi mentioned bringing a female friend, an SUV would be more practical.
After keying in the address she’d sent, he started the car and drove toward the destination.
Half an hour later, Su Yang pulled up outside the gates of Lin Yiyi’s residential complex. He opened WeChat and sent her a voice call.
"Hello?" A sweet, girlish voice answered.
"I’m outside your neighborhood gates. Are you down yet?"
"Coming! Just a sec."
"Alright, I’m in a black SUV. You’ll see it when you come out."
"Got it~"
Two minutes later, two girls in skimpy outfits, arms linked, emerged from the complex.
Su Yang immediately recognized Lin Yiyi—mainly because her ample chest was impossible to miss, and her face looked almost identical to how she appeared in her livestreams.
She wore a tight, low-cut black top that accentuated her curves, revealing a deep cleavage and plenty of pale skin. Below, white hot shorts showcased her smooth, flat stomach and long, bare legs.
The girl beside her paled in comparison, both in looks and figure.
She wore a low-cut sundress, her own bust impressive but noticeably smaller than Lin Yiyi’s. Her features leaned toward sultry—seductive eyes, deep red lipstick, and long, flowing hair.
On her own, she’d be considered pretty, but next to Lin Yiyi, most girls would fade into the background.
"Figures," Su Yang mused. "Pretty girls always bring a slightly less attractive friend to make themselves stand out."
—System, scan the girl next to Lin Yiyi.
[Tang Yuwei, Age: 22]
[Height: 164cm]
[Weight: 50kg]
[Appearance: 79]
[Figure: 85]
[Relationships: 4, currently single]
—Hmm, 79 isn’t bad, but not enough for binding. Whatever.
Su Yang smirked and honked the horn as the two approached.
Beep beep!
Hearing the sound, Lin Yiyi spotted the black SUV ahead. Her eyes lit up—this car clearly screamed wealth.
"Yiyi, is this the guy who dropped dozens of high-tier gifts on you?"
"Yeah, must be him. Wonder what he looks like."
"Hope he’s not some old man. That’s an Aston Martin, right? Besides rich heirs or corporate big shots, barely any young guys can afford that."
"If he’s some grandpa, we’re leaving immediately."
"Deal~"
As they reached the car, Su Yang rolled down the passenger window and called out, "Over here!"
Lin Yiyi tensed for a second, but when she saw the face inside, her lips parted in shock, her worried expression melting into delight.
"Oh my god!! Yiyi, he’s young and hot!" Tang Yuwei nearly squealed beside her.
"I see, I see! Shush."
They walked up, and Su Yang grinned. "Hop in."
"You’re Su Yang?" Lin Yiyi double-checked.
"That’s me. What, didn’t expect me to be young?"
"No, no! Just didn’t think Brother Su would be this handsome." Blushing, she shyly pulled open the back door for Tang Yuwei before smoothly sliding into the front passenger seat.
Once settled, she introduced, "Brother Su, this is my good friend Tang Yuwei."
Su Yang turned with a smile. "Hey."
"Hi there, handsome." Tang Yuwei giggled, though inwardly she grumbled, Ugh, the second she sees a hot guy, she claims the front seat.
"What do you two feel like eating?"
"Anything’s fine. You pick, Brother Su~" Lin Yiyi cooed, playing the delicate role perfectly.
Su Yang thought for a second. "How about Western?"
"Sure~" they chimed in unison.
Lin Yiyi’s impression of him rose another notch. Western dining wasn’t cheap, and combined with the luxury car, she was now convinced Su Yang was the real deal—not some poser trying to impress.
Young, fit, ridiculously good-looking, and loaded? Few women could resist that combo.
[Ding! Lin Yiyi’s favorability toward host has increased to 30. Reward: 300,000 RMB.]
Su Yang smirked, pulled up a well-rated Western restaurant, and drove off.
Soon, they arrived at "Serene Heights," an upscale eatery with lavish decor that screamed exclusivity.
Walking behind Su Yang, Lin Yiyi and Tang Yuwei exchanged a glance, silently agreeing on one thing.
A hostess led them to a window-side table.
Lin Yiyi desperately wanted to sit beside Su Yang but held back—it’d be too obvious. Now, she regretted inviting Tang Yuwei.
She’d never imagined Su Yang would turn out to be attractive, so she’d brought her friend as backup in case the dinner went south.
But now? No need. She almost wished she could send Tang Yuwei home.
This could’ve been a romantic dinner for two in a classy restaurant.
Afterward, they could’ve hit a private cinema or a bar, and then—oops, "forgot her keys"—naturally ended up at a hotel together.
Instead, she was stuck with a third wheel.
But this was something she had brought upon herself, and now there was no use regretting it.
Lin Yiyi glanced at Tang Yuwei and noticed her eyes were practically glued to Su Yang.
She knew exactly what kind of person Tang Yuwei was—faced with a tall, rich, and handsome guy like Su Yang, she would definitely try to compete.
Though Lin Yiyi was confident she could outshine Tang Yuwei in terms of figure and looks, she wasn’t sure about Su Yang’s preferences. What if he happened to like Tang Yuwei’s flirtatious type?
Moreover, Tang Yuwei was far more experienced in romantic relationships, something Lin Yiyi openly admitted she couldn’t match.
So now she was a little worried Su Yang might be swept away by her so-called best friend.
A man like him was someone she’d never let slip away—no matter what, she had to seize the initiative first.
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