Hearing this, Su Yang waved his hand and said, "Hey! No need, no need. I'm just a car enthusiast who got really excited seeing cars that aren't usually seen on the road. There's no need to give me one."
"I'm not joking with you. Pick any car you like in this garage, and you're not limited to just one," Zhuang Yong said boldly.
"I really don't need it, Uncle Zhuang. I have quite a few cars myself, it's just that I don't play around with classic cars. Seeing your vintage collection just gave me a special feeling. Admiring them is enough."
"Haha, alright then."
Zhuang Mengli, who was standing to the side, stepped forward and said, "Do you really not want one? My dad has never made this offer to anyone else, you know. He wouldn't even give me this Enzo when I asked for it."
"Is that so?" Su Yang turned his head and smiled.
"Yeah, I'm not lying to you."
"Haha, I really don't need one. Just admiring them is fine."
"Fine. I can't understand why you'd pass up such a good opportunity." Zhuang Mengli shook her head, twirling her car keys.
Su Yang stepped forward, took out his phone, and took a picture of the 62S, the Arnage, and the Enzo parked together.
Then he looked at Zhuang Yong and asked, "Uncle Zhuang, is it okay if I post this picture on my WeChat Moments?"
"Feel free," Zhuang Yong said nonchalantly.
"Great." After getting permission, Su Yang opened WeChat and uploaded the picture to his Moments with the caption: Had the honor of observing three top-tier classic cars. Can you handle this?
He clicked send.
After posting, he looked at Zhuang Mengli, winked, and smiled, "All done, let's go."
"Okay. Dad, we're leaving now."
"Alright, drive safe."
"Got it. Aren't you confident in my driving skills?"
"I'm just giving you a reminder."
Zhuang Mengli finished speaking and looked at Su Yang. "Let's go, get in."
Seeing this, Su Yang walked straight toward the M8. Zhuang Mengli was taken aback. "How did you know this one was mine?"
"Young people generally prefer performance cars like this."
"You're pretty good at guessing."
"I didn't just guess. It's mainly because Uncle Zhuang's cars are either classic cars or sports cars. If a performance car suddenly appears, it's most likely yours."
"Alright, I'll give you that."
As they spoke, they opened the doors and got into the car.
Vroom! With a roar of the engine, Zhuang Mengli rolled down the window and slowly drove the car out.
Su Yang looked down at Zhuang Yong outside the car and waved. "We're off, Uncle Zhuang."
"Alright, Little Su. See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
The garage door connecting to the ground level slowly opened, and Zhuang Mengli stepped on the gas, driving out quickly.
Soon, she drove the car out of the Tianxiang Shuian Villa area. On the way, Su Yang asked, "Where is your own place?"
"Dongpu District, just across the river from the hotel you're staying at."
"Is that so? That close?"
"Yeah, want to come over to my place for a bit?" Zhuang Mengli tilted her head, looked at Su Yang, and smiled.
Su Yang leaned back against his seat and said, "I'll pass. It's late at night, and a lone man and a lone woman together could easily end up doing something by accident. It wouldn't look good."
"Heh? You're actually worried about that?"
"What do you mean?" Su Yang asked in return.
"Hey, don't think I don't know you're always surrounded by beautiful women. Do you remember where we first met?"
"Ganhaizi."
"Exactly. You were watching the meteor shower with a girl, right?" Zhuang Mengli winked and smiled.
Hearing this, Su Yang froze for a moment and immediately thought of the situation back then. Damn! Did she see it?
But I didn't sense anyone nearby at the time. This girl must be bluffing.
"Yeah, is there a problem with me watching a meteor shower with a girl?"
"Watching the meteor shower is fine, but you didn't go back immediately after it ended. Instead, you got in the car and stayed there for at least... an hour or so." Saying this, some R-rated scenes popped into Zhuang Mengli's mind.
With a hint of shyness, she continued, "Don't tell me you two were just sitting in the car discussing your thoughts on the meteor shower. I wouldn't believe that."
Hearing this, Su Yang didn't bother to explain further. It didn't matter anyway. He turned his head and smiled, "Then what do you think we were doing?"
Zhuang Mengli pouted and replied, "What else could you be doing? Even if I haven't eaten pork, I've seen pigs run. I'm not an idiot."
"Haha, I thought you didn't understand. So, do you still want me to go to your place now?"
Zhuang Mengli smiled slightly, "Sure. I don't care about those things at all, and I'm not afraid. Of course, if you really want to do something, it's not impossible..."
"What? Hey, I really can't figure you out. Forget it, just take me back to the hotel."
Zhuang Mengli turned her head and deliberately teased him, "Are you really not going? Many rich, handsome guys pursuing me don't even get the chance to sit in my passenger seat, let alone go to my house. I'm personally inviting you, and you're not going? Could it be that I'm not as pretty as those girlfriends of yours? Or are you just not interested in me? You don't like my type?"
Su Yang rested his head on his hand, glanced at Zhuang Mengli, and said indifferently, "If I really go, don't you back out."
"I won't back out. No matter what happens, only you and I will know. How about it?"
"Damn, you're playing with fire."
"Hehe, I like playing with fire. What are you going to do about it?"
"Then make a U-turn up ahead and go to your place." Su Yang couldn't be bothered to go back and forth with Zhuang Mengli anymore. Since she wasn't afraid, what the hell was he afraid of?
"Uh... you changed your mind just like that?" Zhuang Mengli was stunned.
"I knew it. Now that I actually want to go, you're backing out."
"I'm not backing out. We'll go then, who's afraid of who." Just as Zhuang Mengli finished speaking, a system notification rang in Su Yang's mind.
[Ding. Detected that Zhuang Mengli's favorability toward the host has increased to: 50. Reward: 5 million.]
—Hmm? What's going on?
As he was thinking, Zhuang Mengli flipped the left turn signal, changed to the leftmost lane, and made a smooth U-turn at the intersection before accelerating away with a roar of the engine.
However, this move of hers somehow provoked two cars that were stopped in the straight-ahead lane.
The green light just turned on, and these two cars didn't go straight. Instead, they crossed lanes, made a U-turn, and chased after Zhuang Mengli and Su Yang.
One of the cars was a Jaguar F-TYPE, and the other was an Audi RS3.
The M8 in front was driving at a steady speed and was quickly caught up to by the two cars behind, which kept flashing their headlights.
The two, who had been chatting, both looked in the rearview mirrors.
Su Yang asked, "What's going on? Your enemies?"
Zhuang Mengli rolled her eyes at Su Yang. "What nonsense. It's probably just some street racing punks."
"Street racing punks driving an F-TYPE and an RS3?"
As they were talking, the two cars pulled up simultaneously, one on each side, pulling level with the M8. They honked their horns, signaling them to roll down the windows.
Indifferently, Zhuang Mengli rolled down both the driver's and passenger's windows.
Su Yang tilted his head and looked at the RS3 on his right. A red-haired beauty was sitting in the driver's seat, and the passenger seat was empty.
On the other side, inside the Jaguar, sat a guy in his twenties with some tattoos on his right arm.
"Yo-ho!! Didn't expect it to be a top-tier beauty. And a handsome guy too? Haha," the guy in the Jaguar laughed loudly.
Zhuang Mengli yelled, exasperated, "Is there something wrong with you guys?"
"No, no, no, don't misunderstand, handsome guy and beautiful girl. How about we pull over for a bit?"
"Fine, let's see exactly what you're up to," Zhuang Mengli said. She slammed on the accelerator, surging forward to swiftly change lanes before pulling over to the side of the road.
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
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!
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】
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
