Su Yang didn't look any further. He took the cigar Zhuang Yong handed him and took a drag.
"Mhm, the style of this cigar is different from the one yesterday."
"Right? This one is a bit milder. Take your time smoking it, and come have some tea," Zhuang Yong smiled and handed a teacup to Su Yang.
"Eh, Uncle Zhuang, where is Elder Guan?"
"He left early this morning."
"Alright."
"By the way, Little Su, did you get the card I had someone send you yesterday?"
Su Yang nodded. "I got it. President Feng came over and gave it to me personally."
"That's good."
"He's quite alright. Considering the special nature of this card, he even specially remade one for me."
"Oh, really?" Zhuang Yong chuckled.
"Yes, he printed my initials on this card and named it the Supreme Collection Black Card. It's the only one of its kind."
Hearing this, Zhuang Yong nodded in satisfaction. "Hmm, this guy really knows how to handle things. Not bad."
The three of them sat and chatted for a while before Old Liu came over to call Su Yang and Zhuang Mengli to eat.
After the two had a simple breakfast, Su Yang grabbed the medicine-brewing tools from last night and went to the courtyard to continue working.
Zhuang Mengli eagerly tagged along beside him.
"Look, this medicine needs to be brewed for two or three hours. Don't just watch over me, go entertain yourself."
"I won't. Can't I learn a bit?"
"What are you learning? You don't understand any of this stuff."
"I don't care, I just want to stay with you," Zhuang Mengli said, pulling over a chair and sitting beside Su Yang.
Su Yang smiled helplessly. "Alright, suit yourself."
After saying that, he couldn't be bothered with Zhuang Mengli anymore and started playing on his phone.
The boring medicine-brewing time passed quickly. Three hours later, at 1:50 PM, Su Yang finally finished brewing the remaining two courses of treatment.
Zhuang Mengli pushed through for two hours but couldn't hold on any longer. For the last hour, she rested her head on Su Yang's shoulder and fell asleep.
Now that the medicine was ready, Su Yang tilted his head and called out softly, "Mengli, stop sleeping."
"Mengli! Wake up."
"Hmm?" After Su Yang called her twice in a row, Zhuang Mengli finally rubbed her eyes and woke up.
She sat up straight, staring blankly at the stove in front of her, and asked in a daze, "What time is it?"
"It's almost two o'clock. If you want to sleep, go back to your room." Su Yang said as he stood up and stretched.
"I'm not sleeping. Is the medicine ready?"
"It's done. By the way, go to the coffee table in the house and fetch the medicine bags for me."
"Oh, okay." Zhuang Mengli got up to get the bags.
Su Yang turned off the heat, lifted the pot lid to check, and a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine wafted into his nose.
"Smells awful. Good thing I'm not the one drinking it."
Soon, Zhuang Mengli returned. Su Yang took the medicine bags and swiftly packed the medicine into them one by one.
After finishing, he brought the six bags of medicine into the house just as Zhuang Yong was walking out of the tea room.
"Are you done, Little Su?"
"Yes, it's done. By the way, Uncle Zhuang, come here, let me tell you something."
"Okay."
Zhuang Yong agreed and walked up to Su Yang. Su Yang opened the bag and said, "Uncle Zhuang, these three bags of medicine labeled with a '2' are the second course of treatment. The remaining ones without numbers are the third course. Make sure Grandpa Zhuang takes them in order."
"Alright, don't worry. I can still handle a small matter like this."
"Mhm, good. I'll go upstairs to check on Grandpa Zhuang."
"Sure, wait for me to put the medicine in the fridge and I'll go up with you."
"Okay."
Two minutes later, Su Yang followed Zhuang Yong and Zhuang Mengli up to Zhuang Changyun's room on the fourth floor.
At this time, Zhuang Changyun's complexion and spirits were much better; he no longer looked like a sick man.
Su Yang sat by the bed and chatted with him for over ten minutes before preparing to take his leave.
"Grandpa Zhuang, Uncle Zhuang, just take the following medicine on time. After three courses of treatment, he will be fully recovered."
"Alright, Little Su, I won't say too much. No matter if you and Mengmeng end up together in the future or not, from yesterday onwards, you are a part of the Zhuang family in my heart!!" Zhuang Changyun held Su Yang's hand and said gratefully.
Su Yang smiled, "Grandpa Zhuang, there's no need to be so polite. You and my grandpa are good brothers, which makes you like a grandfather to me too. So naturally, I can be considered half a Zhuang family member, right?"
"Haha, exactly!!"
"Alright then, the medicine is brewed. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."
"Leaving?" Zhuang Yong, who was sitting to the side, stood up and asked, "Little Su, where are you going?"
"I... I was just thinking that since it's my first time in Modu, and now that things are settled, I'm planning to go out for a stroll."
"I thought you were going back to Haicheng."
"No, there's no rush for now. Mengli and I still have some things to do tonight."
"Ah?" Hearing this, Zhuang Yong's mind instantly went in that direction.
He looked at the two of them respectively and asked doubtfully, "You... two... have things to do?"
Seeing Zhuang Yong's odd expression, Su Yang immediately understood and laughed, "Oh, Uncle Zhuang, it's not what you're thinking."
Zhuang Mengli's face flushed red, and she hurriedly explained, "Dad, what are you thinking? We are going street racing tonight."
"Racing? Not going to..."
"No!!" Zhuang Mengli shouted, pouting.
"Alright, alright. I just thought, hehe. But who are you going to race against?"
"I'm not too sure either. It's some civilian organization. We'll go take a look tonight."
"Alright, but no matter what you do, safety first." Zhuang Yong wasn't very worried about these things. Both Su Yang and Zhuang Mengli were highly skilled individuals, so he was just showing verbal concern.
"I know, don't worry about me," Zhuang Mengli smiled.
"Okay, isn't Little Su going out for a stroll now? As a local, you'll be responsible for taking him around the Modu city area."
"Little Su, I'll have Mengmeng accompany you. You're not familiar with Modu, so it's better to have someone with you," Zhuang Yong looked at Su Yang and smiled.
Su Yang nodded, "Alright, then I'll be troubling Mengli."
"Don't be polite with her. Wherever you want to go, just have her drive you. She's your tour guide today."
"Dad, is this how you order your daughter around?" Zhuang Mengli said indignantly.
"What do you mean 'order around'? Are you unwilling to be Little Su's tour guide?"
"I'm willing, I'm willing."
"Then that settles it. Alright, off you go."
"Then Grandpa Zhuang, Uncle Zhuang, we'll be leaving first."
"Alright, make sure you come back for dinner tonight!"
"Haha, will do."
Su Yang smiled, got up, and left the bedroom with Zhuang Mengli.
The two arrived at the first-floor living room, and Zhuang Mengli asked, "Where do you want to go play?"
"I don't know either. You're the tour guide, so just take me around. It's still early anyway."
"Alright, let's head out first."
"Didn't you drive here?"
"I did, but I didn't drive it in. It's parked at the entrance."
"Oh, okay."
As they spoke, the two arrived at the courtyard gate. Zhuang Mengli was still driving the same M8 from yesterday.
Su Yang walked over to the driver's seat and smiled, "Give me the car keys. I want to test this car's performance in advance."
"Why are you testing it? I'm not driving this car tonight."
"Then which one are you planning to drive?"
"Driving the SF90 or the 720S will give us a higher chance of winning."
"No need to go to all that trouble. It's not like I'm racing professional drivers; this car is more than enough."
"Are you sure? You have a supercar available and you're not going to drive it?"
"No need. Give me the keys and I'll show you what I can do behind the wheel."
"Alright then," Zhuang Mengli said, handing the car keys over to Su Yang.
Su Yang took the keys, pressed the unlock button, pulled the door open, and slid into the driver's seat. Zhuang Mengli walked around to the passenger side and quickly hopped in as well.
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
