In the car, Su Yang glanced at Jiang Mengyun and Chen Qi in the rearview mirror. The two were seated by opposite windows, gazing outside.
He then turned to Song Anquan, who had been curiously looking around the car, and chuckled, "Anquan, Chen Qi is your cousin, right?"
Song Anquan nodded. "Yeah, why?"
"Nothing much. So, what’s your relation with Jiang Mengyun—the beauty in the back?"
Song Anquan turned to look at Jiang Mengyun and grinned sheepishly. "Honestly, I’m not entirely sure. But according to my dad, she’s like... my grandma’s younger sister’s son’s daughter? Uh... We barely saw each other growing up, so I don’t really know the exact relation."
Su Yang scratched his head, baffled. "That’s one complicated family tree."
"Tell me about it. That’s why I didn’t even recognize her earlier..."
Jiang Mengyun, still staring out the window, remarked coolly, "Whatever. We’re vaguely related. If you’re older, I’ll call you ‘bro.’ If younger, just ‘little bro.’ Simple."
Song Anquan grinned. "Fair enough. I’m 24. You?"
"23. So you’re older—Brother Song it is."
"Sweet! Then I’ll call you—"
Jiang Mengyun cut in, "Xiao Jiang or Mengyun. Either works."
"Got it, got it."
After their exchange, Su Yang smiled. "Then I’ll call you Mengyun too. I’m a few months older than Anquan."
"Suit yourself. Or you can call me Yunyun."
"Yun..."
"Pfft—" Song Anquan, mid-sip of water, failed to hold back and spat it out the window.
Su Yang grinned. "Well... Yunyun feels a bit awkward. I’ll stick with Mengyun. So, what’s your connection with Xiao Qi?"
Jiang Mengyun glanced at Chen Qi beside her. "No idea. She’s Brother Song’s cousin, but probably not related to me."
"Ah, no wonder you two haven’t been talking. First time meeting?"
"Yep."
"Alright, you’ll warm up after some chitchat."
......
The group bantered idly during the ride. Forty minutes later, Su Yang followed the GPS to a florist shop in downtown Yangcheng.
Pulling into a parking spot, Su Yang unbuckled his seatbelt. "We’re here. Let’s go."
"Sweet!"
The four stepped out, and Su Yang shut the car door, eyeing the storefront.
The shop was named "Xuanxuan Florist," its sizable entrance adorned with vibrant blooms.
Su Yang strode inside, greeted by a medley of floral scents. Rubbing his nose, he called out, "Hello? Anyone here?"
A slightly plump woman in a yellow apron popped up from behind the counter. Her looks were average, but her friendly demeanor was unmistakable.
"Coming, coming!" She beamed, stepping around the counter. Spotting Su Yang, she blinked, then fluttered her lashes. "Handsome, here for flowers or...?"
Su Yang smiled. "Nah, here for wedding car decorations. Your shop had good reviews online, so we came specifically for that."
"Oh! Wedding car decor, got it. Hold on a sec."
She grabbed a tablet from the counter and approached Su Yang. "Your name, sir?"
"Su Yang."
"Got it, Mr. Su. Let me show you some of our past work first."
"Have a seat here." She gestured to a small sofa to the left.
Su Yang sat. "Are you the owner?"
She nodded cheerfully. "Yep! The shop’s named after me—just call me Xuanxuan."
"Ah, cool."
Just then, Jiang Mengyun and the others entered. Xuanxuan looked up, about to speak, but Su Yang interjected, "They’re with me."
"Understood. Mr. Su, these are all real projects we’ve done—every photo’s from our shop. No stock images, promise."
Su Yang skimmed the tablet. "Not bad. Hold on." He turned to Song Anquan, who was admiring the flowers.
"Anquan, come over here. It’s your wedding, not mine. Pick a style you like."
"Coming!"
"I thought it was your wedding, Mr. Su," Xuanxuan teased.
"Nah, my buddy’s the groom. Just tagging along."
"Gotcha."
Song Anquan plopped down beside Su Yang, who handed him the tablet. "These are their designs. Take your pick."
"Alright, let’s see."
Xuanxuan brought over three cups of water, setting them on the coffee table.
"By the way, Mr. Su, what color’s your car?"
"Black."
"Black, perfect. These styles suit darker cars best."
She scooted next to Song Anquan, swiping through options.
Minutes later, guided by Xuanxuan, Song Anquan settled on a heart-shaped red rose design, complete with a cute bride-and-groom figurine at the center, personalized with their names.
Su Yang suddenly asked, "Hey Xuanxuan, will these decorations damage the car’s paint when removed?"
Xuanxuan waved a hand. "No worries, Mr. Su. Our designs use adhesive pads—zero paint damage, super easy removal."
"Adhesive? Won’t they fly off on the highway?"
"Not a chance! If that happened, would we still have customers?"
Su Yang grinned. "Fair point. Just use top-quality materials—no flower casualties, and no scratches."
"Standard procedure."
"Good."
Xuanxuan stood, addressing Song Anquan. "So, Mr. Song, finalizing this one?"
Song Anquan nodded. "Yeah. How much?"
"It’s a tad pricey—we use premium roses, each freshly picked. Guaranteed flawless petals, no wilting or bruises."
Song Anquan frowned. "Okay... How pricey?"
"2,599."
"Whoa! I thought it’d be around a grand."
Xuanxuan smiled. "Quality speaks for itself. The visual impact is totally different."
As Song Anquan hesitated, Su Yang cut in, "We’ll take it. The photos do look stunning. But it better match the pics, or we’re not paying."
Xuanxuan nodded with a smile. "Don’t worry, if you’re even slightly unsatisfied, you can get a refund on the spot."
"Alright, sounds good. We’ll take this one then."
"Great! May I take a look at the car?"
"Sure, it’s right outside."
The three of them stepped out to the entrance, where the imposing Rolls-Royce Cullinan stood. Xuanxuan swallowed hard and said, "Okay, so this is the car, right?"
Su Yang nodded. "Yeah, this one. The pricing isn’t split by model, is it?"
"Of course not! The price is the same for any car."
"Got it. Let’s go then—where do we pay?"
"Inside~"
"Alright." Su Yang turned to follow Xuanxuan into the shop to complete the payment.
Just then, Song Anquan grabbed his arm from the side. "What are you doing, man?"
"Paying, obviously."
"What do you mean you’re paying? I’ve got this."
Su Yang chuckled helplessly. "Cut it out—just wait here."
With that, he strode briskly into the store.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
