I Didn't Invite You Either

"Alright, Su Yang, it's exactly as Pan Pan said. I really want to see just how beautiful these beauties you've invited for tomorrow are."

Pan Ning smiled indifferently, "By the way, is Little Su coming?"

"Yes, she said so in the group chat."

Shen Yixue glanced at the two of them and asked, "Is that the girl who is prettier than the three of us?"

Pan Ning nodded.

"Great, I must get to know her properly tomorrow. Su Yang, besides the Little Su you mentioned, how many other girls did you invite?"

Su Yang thought for a moment and said, "Uh... there should be about six or seven others you don't know."

"Six or seven, that's not too many. I thought you would invite ten or twenty."

"Not to that extent, I don't know that many people."

"Because everyone you know is a beauty!"

Su Yang blinked and laughed, "That's true."

"Haha, you admit it!" Shen Yixue laughed loudly.

Su Yang really had nothing to deny. Most of the girls he knew were indeed beauties, and top-tier ones scoring 85 points or above at that.

The main thing was that if they weren't such great beauties, he couldn't bind them in the system, and without binding, there wouldn't be much contact.

Although girls in the 80-84 range were also very pretty, he could only get one enjoyment reward from them.

For those 85 and above, he could get an extra favorability reward, and they were prettier, so of course he would choose the better ones.

"Oh, right, speaking of beauties... there's also a girl I met in Licheng, who went to play the escape room with us before."

Hearing this, Meng Qianyu said, "Is that the girl my brother and the others described as beautiful as a fairy?"

"Yeah, that should be the one I'm talking about."

"Beautiful as a fairy?" Shen Yixue turned her head to look at Meng Qianyu, stunned. "Such an impressive adjective? Beautiful as a fairy?"

"Anyway, that's what my brother told me at the time," Meng Qianyu giggled.

"Oh my, you've really piqued my curiosity. What's her name?"

"Ren Lingxi."

"The name does sound nice, but is she really that pretty? Su Yang, you've seen both Little Su and this Ren Lingxi you mentioned. If you had to judge, who do you think is prettier?"

Su Yang looked up and thought for a second before saying, "They have different styles, but if I had to pick the prettier one, it would be Ren Lingxi."

"Damn, okay, okay, I'm getting more and more curious. Tomorrow I'll take a good look at what kind of fairies these girls are."

"Fairy or not, the main thing is for everyone to come over, have fun, and relax. Those who don't know each other can get acquainted and make friends."

"Mhm, exactly."

"Have you finished feeding your dog?" Su Yang looked at Shen Yixue, who was holding the puppy.

"Finished. It ate so happily."

"Then what do we do later? Where will it sleep?"

"I'll use my old clothes to make a bed for it for the night. Tomorrow morning, I'll drive your car out to look around and buy a dog cage and some dog food. A small dog like this still needs a cage at the beginning."

"That works, but I'm planning to go take my motorcycle license test tomorrow morning. Never mind, you drive the car, I'll take a taxi."

"Hehe, okay, I won't be polite with you."

"No need to be polite."

"Aren't you inviting people over to play tomorrow? You're still going to take your driving test?" Pan Ning, who hadn't spoken much, asked.

"I'll take the test in the morning, I should be back by noon."

"Oh, okay. Just don't let it happen that everyone else arrives and you, the host, aren't here."

"Even if I'm not here, aren't there still you three hostesses?"

"I like the sound of that," Shen Yixue smiled.

Su Yang picked up his phone again, "Right, let me make an appointment first."

......

Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was 11:30 PM. After the four of them lay on the sofa watching variety shows for a while, Su Yang put on his slippers, stood up, and stretched. "It's about time, let's go back to our rooms and sleep."

"It's still early, it's only eleven-thirty."

"Yeah, it's too early to fall asleep. I'm a little hungry, I want to eat barbecue," Meng Qianyu said, leaning on Pan Ning's shoulder.

"What barbecue are you eating at this hour? Eat it tomorrow. The main issue is that it's not easy to order takeout here."

"Alright then, can I have a bowl of eel noodles?" Meng Qianyu rolled her big eyes and looked at Su Yang.

Su Yang laughed, "It's not that I won't make it for you, but mainly because we don't have the ingredients. Oh right, I have a task for you three tomorrow morning."

"What task?"

"Isn't Yixue going to buy a cage tomorrow morning? You guys go with her to buy some groceries, mainly meat, and get some vegetables too. There will be a lot of people tomorrow, so buy more food and drinks."

"Alright, leave it to us."

Su Yang nodded and turned towards the stairs, "Take your time, I'm heading upstairs first."

Su Yang went to the master bedroom on the third floor, took a shower first, then grabbed a cigarette and walked out to the terrace on the third floor.

It was almost midnight by now. The lights in the surrounding houses had mostly gone out; people in the village generally slept quite early.

Sitting on the quiet terrace, enjoying the evening breeze and having a smoke, it felt very nice.

"Mmm~ So comfortable," Su Yang said as he leaned back in his chair to relax his body and mind.

He looked up at the night sky. Under the cover of night, stars dotted the sky, and a silver moon hung high. Seeing this scene, Su Yang suddenly remembered something.

He took out his phone and checked the date: September 15th.

"Damn, the day after tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival! No wonder the moon is so big tonight. I have to bring my parents over for Mid-Autumn the day after tomorrow."

"Yeah, I'll tell them after I finish tomorrow's stuff."

After gazing at the starry sky for a while, his cigarette was about to burn out. Su Yang tossed the cigarette butt into the ashtray nearby and stood up.

Just as he stood up, a gust of wind blew over him.

Driven by some inexplicable urge, he walked to the edge of the terrace, leaned on the railing, and looked down. This glance immediately made his eyes widen.

He saw a person wearing a long black robe standing on the sidewalk across the street from the courtyard gate.

"What the hell? Again?"

"How is this person so elusive? She can find me no matter where I am."

Su Yang muttered to himself, staring at the motionless black-robed figure standing on the sidewalk below. Considering that Pan Ning and the others were still on the first floor, he didn't shout out loud.

Su Yang stared at the person, then reached out and beckoned with his finger. Seeing this, the black-robed person suddenly moved, though there was no absurd scene of taking off from the ground and flying straight up to the third floor.

Instead, she stepped forward and slowly walked towards the right side of the courtyard.

Su Yang tilted his head and stared at her until she disappeared behind a wall.

"Damn it, what exactly does she want! Showing up every now and then."

He originally planned to go back to his room after smoking, lie down, play on his phone for a bit, and then sleep. But since he saw the black-robed person, Su Yang knew she would definitely come up, so he stayed put.

He continued to sit back in his chair and wait quietly.

Two minutes later, with a swish, Su Yang turned his head to the left and saw a black arm reach out from outside the terrace and grab the ledge.

Swoosh!

The black figure used the momentum to leap up into the air and landed lightly on the terrace.

Su Yang helplessly turned his head to look forward and said flatly, "I say, why are you here again? I didn't invite you."

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