——System, scan Lin Xiaomo.
【Lin Xiaomo (Ex-girlfriend), Age: 24】
【Height: 166cm】
【Weight: 53kg】
【Appearance: 88】
【Figure: 88】
【Number of Relationships: 1, Currently Single】
——Damn, was it really necessary to label her as "ex-girlfriend"?
Su Yang stared at the virtual screen, his eyes lingering on the relationship count.
——Just one? What’s going on?
Clearly, that one relationship had been with him.
——No way. She’s such a social butterfly—how could she not have dated anyone else these years?
——System, are you sure you didn’t make a mistake?
【No mistake】
【Lin Xiaomo meets the binding criteria. Proceed with binding?】
Su Yang fell silent. This was the most conflicted he’d ever been. First, he hadn’t expected Lin Xiaomo to score above 85. Second, he never imagined she hadn’t dated anyone after their breakup.
But Su Yang wasn’t one to revisit the past. Even if he bound her, he wouldn’t get back together with her—he just didn’t want to go through with it.
——Don’t bind.
【Detected that Lin Xiaomo is the host’s ex-girlfriend with high baseline affection. Binding will yield generous rewards. Confirm cancellation?】
——Seriously? Now you’re dangling rewards in front of me? Fine, for the sake of the rewards, I’ll...
【Ding. Binding successful. Lin Xiaomo’s affection for host: 60. Reward: 2 million in cash and the "Alcohol God" skill.】
Su Yang: ......
——What the hell? You bound her before I even finished?
——I seriously suspect you get a commission for every binding, don’t you?
【No such thing】
——Well, it’s not bad. At least I didn’t lose out—got a drinking-related skill too. Finally! Alright, explain it to me.
【Alcohol God: Cannot get drunk】
——That’s it?
【That’s it】
——Ugh, you’re getting lazier by the day.
"Su Yang?"
Lin Xiaomo, standing beside him, waved her hand in front of his face when she noticed he’d zoned out.
Su Yang snapped back to reality, breaking off his mental conversation with the system.
"What’s up?"
"What were you spacing out for? Did I say something wrong?" Lin Xiaomo pressed, while the effeminate guy next to her smirked silently.
"If you keep bringing this up to mess with me, I won’t mind making sure you can’t get out of bed tomorrow," Su Yang muttered under his breath.
"Oh? Did you actually get surgery or something?" Lin Xiaomo teased, unfazed.
"Screw you."
"Then I’d love to test that theory."
‘Damn it.’ Su Yang cursed inwardly and ignored her.
......
"Lu Yun, how about we catch a movie after this?" Su Yang asked between bites.
"Sure! But I haven’t kept up with new releases lately—anything good out?"
Lu Yun had been quietly observing Su Yang and Lin Xiaomo’s exchange. Though it bothered her, she kept her composure.
"Not sure either. We can check later."
"Sounds good."
Twenty minutes later, Su Yang and Lu Yun finished their meal.
Lu Yun hurried to the counter to pay before Su Yang could, not wanting him to foot the bill.
Su Yang just smiled. A hotpot meal wasn’t worth fighting over.
In relationships, mutual effort was key. A one-sided dynamic—where the guy always paid and the girl just enjoyed—was doomed to fail.
Su Yang understood that well.
While Lu Yun settled the bill, Lin Xiaomo pulled out her phone again and grinned at Su Yang.
"Sure you don’t want to add me on WeChat?"
"No. What we had is over—no point reconnecting."
"Tch. Was hoping to experience that ‘might’ of yours firsthand. Pity, since you talk such a big game."
"Ha. I’ve got zero interest in you now. Go find someone else to ‘test’ that with." Su Yang grabbed his bag and headed for the door.
A flicker of sadness passed through Lin Xiaomo’s eyes, but no one noticed.
Outside the restaurant, Su Yang pulled out his phone to check movie listings.
"How about this one?" He showed Lu Yun the screen.
"‘Cloud Beyond the Little Town’? Yeah, I’ve heard good things about it!"
"Then let’s go for it. 9:10 PM showing work?"
"Perfect."
"Tickets booked. It’s around 8 now—wanna browse the mall or grab coffee?"
"Either’s fine. Maybe the mall? Walk off the meal a bit."
"Cool, let’s go."
As they walked toward the mall, Lu Yun suddenly wanted to ask about Su Yang and Lin Xiaomo’s current relationship. But she immediately crushed the thought.
She stole a glance at Su Yang, who didn’t notice.
‘What am I doing? Why would I even ask? Who he interacts with is none of my business. Stop it—erase that thought right now!’
Soon, they entered a large shopping center. Su Yang spotted a cluster of cosmetic stores on the first floor.
"Let’s check out some perfumes," he suggested.
"You wear perfume?" Lu Yun blinked up at him, surprised.
She hadn’t pegged Su Yang—such a rugged guy—as the type to use fragrances.
But she didn’t comment, following him into a Dior boutique.
A saleswoman immediately approached, all smiles. She’d noticed the pair the moment they entered the mall.
Their striking looks—him handsome, her beautiful—drew stares wherever they went. It was hard not to notice.
The saleswoman took in Su Yang’s trendy outfit and expensive wristwatch, instantly recognizing him as wealthy.
"Sir, miss, what can I help you find today?"
"Just browsing. Got any perfumes?"
"Absolutely! Our fragrances are very popular—for both men and women."
"Which scent would suit her?" Su Yang gestured to Lu Yun.
Lu Yun finally realized he meant to buy perfume for her.
Her cheeks flushed. "Su Yang, you don’t have to! I already own some."
"Just take a look. You treated me to dinner—it’s only fair I return the favor."
"But..." Lu Yun wanted to say they weren’t dating.
To her, gifting perfume was something only close female friends or romantic partners did.
"No ‘buts.’ Between us, a little perfume is nothing. Keep refusing, and I’ll get mad."
Seeing his stern expression, Lu Yun relented, her face still pink.
"O-okay. Thank you, then."
"Come on, why so formal? Relax around me. See any you like? Maybe test a few." Su Yang turned to the saleswoman. "Sampling’s allowed, right?"
"Of course! Try as many as you’d like—until you find the perfect one," she replied warmly.
"Then why don't you introduce her to some options?"
"Of course. Miss, let me show you a few of our signature fragrances..."
Lu Yun, flushing slightly, had no choice but to walk over.
Su Yang chuckled and wandered off on his own. He’d originally considered picking up some skincare products for himself, but then it hit him—why bother with skincare when he had the incredible "Body Management Master" skill?
His complexion was already flawless, and adding unnecessary products would just be gilding the lily.
He glanced at the men’s section, but nothing caught his eye. None of those products would do anything for him—except maybe the colognes.
Still, he’d never been one for fragrances. In his opinion, a grown man had no business dousing himself in perfume. As long as he stayed fresh and odor-free, that was enough.
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