Hearing this, Liu Bo shuddered, his facial muscles twitching involuntarily.
"N-no way, I was sleeping in my room the whole time."
"Oh really?" Su Yang tilted his head with a faint smile.
Liu Bo swallowed hard. "W-why would you say that out of nowhere?"
Su Yang thought for a moment. "Earlier, I ran into two people hooking up in the garden..."
He then cut to the chase, grinning. "That was you, wasn’t it?"
Liu Bo shot up from his seat. "What the hell?! Bro, don’t go spreading rumors about me! I, Liu Bo—"
He suddenly stopped mid-sentence.
Su Yang smirked. "What about you, Liu Bo? Go on. And if it wasn’t you, why are you so worked up?"
"Damn it, fine! Yeah, it was me, alright?" Knowing Su Yang’s sharp instincts, Liu Bo gave up pretending.
Su Yang suppressed a laugh and yanked him back onto the couch.
"Didn’t expect you to be such a wild one, huh?"
Liu Bo’s face flushed red with embarrassment. "Seriously, how’d you even figure it out?"
"At first, I didn’t. I just saw two shadowy figures vaguely, and I never suspected you. But then you let out a yell."
Su Yang chuckled, eyeing Liu Bo. "Honestly, I didn’t recognize your voice at first—people sound different when they’re... excited. Plus, I wasn’t paying much attention. But later, it hit me—I’d heard that voice before."
"And then?"
"And then what?"
Su Yang blinked playfully. "When I walked in earlier, you were drinking water in the dark. Your silhouette matched the shadow I saw in the garden. That’s when I knew it was you."
"Holy shit! Bro, you’re wasted not being a detective!"
"Cut the crap. Spill it—who was the girl?"
"Uh..." Liu Bo took a drag from his cigarette, hesitating. "From the massage place..."
"Damn, you sneaky bastard! Pulling a fast one, huh? Nice move!"
"Bro, please don’t tell anyone. I’m begging you!"
Su Yang leaned back on the couch, stroking his chin. "What’s the big deal? It’s just between us guys."
Liu Bo groaned. "Between us? Sure. But Brother Meng, Ji Bo, and Ziming? Those three can’t keep their mouths shut. You think this won’t spread?"
Su Yang laughed. "Fair point. Alright, your secret’s safe with me."
"You’re a lifesaver! I owe you big time!" Liu Bo threw an arm around Su Yang in gratitude.
"By the way, when did you even sneak out? I didn’t hear a thing."
"After everyone went inside. Got a message and slipped out quietly."
Su Yang thought for a second. Must’ve been when I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth and scrolling through TikTok. No wonder I missed it.
"Damn, you’re quick."
"I wasn’t planning anything! Just added her on WeChat after the massage, and she asked me to take a walk. One thing led to another, and... well, you know."
Su Yang grinned. "She was into you?"
"How should I know? She made the first move—what was I supposed to do?"
"Tsk tsk. Player."
"Bro, pot calling the kettle black, huh?"
"What about you and Qianyu? Nothing happened after?"
Su Yang rolled his eyes. "Unlike you, we just took a walk. That’s it."
"Just a walk?"
"Yeah."
"Man, that’s not like you."
Su Yang smirked. "Oh? And what’s ‘like me’?"
"Whatever. I’m done with this. Going to bed."
With that, he stood and headed upstairs.
The night passed without incident.
The next morning, Su Yang checked his phone after waking up.
A new message from Xinxiya:
"Still in Haicheng~"
Su Yang smiled and replied: "Got it. When are you leaving?"
A few seconds later, her response popped up: "Not going anywhere for a while."
Su Yang typed: "Cool. I’m out of town but heading back today. If nothing comes up, let’s grab dinner tonight."
Xinxiya replied instantly: "Deal!! I’ll be waiting~ [winking finger emoji]"
Su Yang chuckled to himself as he got dressed and washed up.
An hour later, the group of eleven had breakfast at the hotel before hitting the road.
Around noon, their three cars passed through the Haicheng highway toll gate.
Su Yang dropped Tang Ziyun off at her place first, then Lu Yun at her apartment complex.
Inside the car, Su Yang turned to Pan Ning. "What about you two?"
Pan Ning glanced at Meng Qianyu. "Qianyu, going home or...?"
"I wanna stay at your place for a couple more days~"
Pan Ning sighed. "Why? Your mom’s gonna freak if she sees your sprained ankle."
Meng Qianyu pouted. "Exactly! She’ll grill me nonstop. Let me heal at your place first, then I’ll go home."
Pan Ning exhaled and nodded at Su Yang. "Fine..."
Su Yang grinned. "Qianshan Peninsula it is."
He made a U-turn at the intersection and drove toward the villa district.
On the way, he stopped at a pharmacy to buy more pain-relief spray and patches for Meng Qianyu’s injury.
Thirty minutes later, they arrived at Pan Ning’s villa.
Su Yang carried Meng Qianyu inside, setting her on the couch before exchanging a few words with Pan Ning and leaving.
Back in his car, he muttered to himself: "Alright, next steps—park at home, pick up the car from the 4S shop, take Yaya out tonight for dinner and... games, then check the villa tomorrow and shop for whatever’s needed."
"Perfect."
He sped off.
Just as he exited Qianshan Peninsula, the system’s cold tone echoed in his mind:
[Ding! Detected Meng Qianyu’s affection for host has reached 80. Mission complete. Reward: Rolls-Royce Cullinan Mansory Black Ops Edition (Value: $1.1M)]
[Reward: Ferrari F80 Supercar (Latest Model) (Value: $3.2M)]
[Bonus: $2M cash. +1 Physique (Current: 93). Appearance boosted to 90 (subtle adjustments). New skill unlocked: Master of Instruments (Proficiency in all musical instruments).]
SCREECH—!
Su Yang slammed the brakes, pulling over abruptly.
As the system’s rewards flooded in, he gripped the steering wheel, exhilarated.
Once the announcements ended, he muttered: "Holy hell! System, you’re insane!!"
—How’d her affection jump to 80 so fast?
—Thought it’d take days. These rewards are insane!
—Appearance’s at 90 now?
He flipped down the vanity mirror, scrutinizing his reflection.
—Huh. Don’t see much difference.
【The two-point improvement has minimal impact, only making slight adjustments to certain flawed areas】
—"Damn, alright, that's not important. The main thing is the car—that F80. I looked it up last night. It's limited to 799 units globally, with only three allocated to China, and deliveries aren’t even scheduled until next year. And here I am, about to cruise around in it now?"
【Host, feel free to drive it without worry. The system has mitigated all risks. No one will question the delivery timeline—they’ll just think you’re insanely impressive.】
Once again reassured by the system, Su Yang nodded in satisfaction.
—"Good enough for me."
—"Is the car in the garage?"
【Yes, in the underground parking of Senhai Manor. It’s parked in one of the two additional public spots next to the four private ones. The system has already secured the parking rights for you.】
Su Yang’s eyes widened as he exhaled sharply, barely containing his excitement.
—"You can even do that? I thought the developer only sold those four spots?"
【For the system, this is no challenge at all.】
......
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?
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
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
