After preparing the bubble bath, Su Yang walked to the bathroom door and called out to Pan Ning, who was sitting on the bed: “Hurry up, hurry up, the water’s ready.”
Pan Ning turned her head and said, “I really can’t do anything with you.”
“Taking a bath relaxes the body and mind.”
“Are you really going for the bath?” Pan Ning got off the bed and shot Su Yang a glare.
“Of course, but I might as well play a little game on the side, haha, come on.”
Pan Ning walked into the bathroom, and Su Yang closed the door. They both stepped into the bathtub and sat down.
Soon, fine beads of sweat covered their foreheads.
Looking at Pan Ning, whose face was flushed red like a fairy from the bath, Su Yang couldn’t hold back any longer and pulled her into his arms.
......
They soaked for a full hour before getting up to shower. After rinsing off, they put on bathrobes and returned to bed to lie down and rest.
“It’s only half past ten; I thought it was midnight,” Su Yang said contentedly, leaning against the headboard.
Pan Ning rested her head on his chest and replied weakly, “We started soaking before 9:30 and didn’t get out until 10:30. Don’t soak that long next time—I’m completely limp.”
Su Yang leaned down and kissed Pan Ning on the cheek, smiling. “Okay, I’ll listen to you.”
They both lay there playing on their phones. Su Yang downloaded a VPN to connect to a network line in China and opened TikTok to start scrolling.
The first thing he saw was Lin Yiyi, whom he hadn’t seen in ages, sitting in front of the camera in an adorable maid outfit, live-streaming.
Su Yang didn’t click into it, just swiped the screen to watch other content. After a few swipes, another “familiar face” popped up.
It was Tao Shu, with whom he’d had a brief memory in Lin City. She was also live-streaming, sitting in her room with no makeup, chatting with viewers.
‘Man, with looks like that, you can really be carefree—she looks this good even without makeup.’
Su Yang couldn’t resist clicking into the livestream. Because his level was quite high, his entry displayed differently from low-level users, making him stand out. Tao Shu definitely noticed.
But she pretended not to see him and kept chatting with other viewers about the same topic.
Su Yang checked Tao Shu’s livestream. There were only about twenty people.
The likes count was only over seven hundred—completely different from Lin Yiyi’s traffic level.
Of course, Tao Shu was just streaming for fun. Her family was quite well-off, so she never thought about making money online. She only streamed when she was bored and wanted to chat with people for entertainment, occasionally playing PK matches to earn a little pocket money.
Su Yang opened his account level and checked: currently level 53, with 2 million diamonds left. One diamond equaled a cent, and he needed over 80,000 more points to level up.
He wasn’t in a hurry and decided to first see how Tao Shu usually streamed.
Pan Ning was lying on his chest and naturally saw everything, but she didn’t care and continued playing on her own phone.
Tao Shu was squatting on a gaming chair, hugging her knees. Su Yang didn’t type anything, and she didn’t greet him either.
After watching for a few minutes, Tao Shu spoke up: “Someone’s calling me, I’ll accept it.”
A few seconds later, the screen split into two small windows. On the left was Tao Shu, and on the right was another female streamer who was also very pretty.
Su Yang clicked into the other person’s profile to check it out. The account was called Qiqi, with 110,000 followers, a consumption level of 40, and the IP address indicated she was also in Guizhou Province.
They started chatting as soon as they connected, and it seemed they knew each other in real life.
After chatting for a while, Qiqi invited Tao Shu to play a PK match.
Tao Shu didn’t refuse and started right away.
At this point, the number of viewers in the livestream had risen to 75, and a “big brother” had entered, sporting a 12-level fan badge and a consumption level two levels higher than Su Yang’s.
This person seemed to watch Tao Shu’s streams often. Tao Shu noticed his entry and greeted him with a smile.
“Welcome, my Brother Mu Qin! Long time no see in my livestream. What have you been up to?”
The level 55 big brother named Mu Qin typed back: “Been on a business trip, just got back from the States.”
“Oh, oh, I was wondering why you hadn’t been around for a few days.”
“Brother Mu Qin, help me rack up some votes, please. Nothing too much, just enough to beat the other side.”
“OK.” Mu Qin replied, then immediately sent five big rockets to overtake the score.
But not long after they overtook, the opponent’s score also soared quickly, shooting up to 200,000.
Seeing this, Su Yang thought: ‘Oh ho, got some skill, huh. Looks like they have a big brother too. Not many fans, but someone really spends on PKs—these streamers nowadays are impressive.’
Seeing the score overtaken, Tao Shu continued rallying votes: “Everyone in the livestream, throw in a pair of sunglasses to help me out, please.”
As soon as she said that, Qiqi’s score shot up another 100,000 to 300,000.
“Damn! They just choked me out—boohoo~”
—Is the other side really that strong?
—What do you think? They may not have many fans, but they’ve got big brothers.
—Brother Mu Qin, this one’s on you. Only you can turn the tide for our Shu Shu.
Mu Qin: “[Wry smile] The other side is a level 70 boss. A small fry like me can’t handle that.”
Seeing this, Tao Shu gave up on rallying votes. She shrugged indifferently and smiled: “Forget it, forget it, the other side’s score is way too high. Everyone, don’t send any more votes. Lose if we lose.”
After Tao Shu said that, Mu Qin sent three more luxury cars (worth a large gift), bringing the score to around 150,000.
After sending them, Mu Qin typed: “I’ve given all my votes, can’t recharge in time. This round’s probably lost.”
“It’s fine, Brother Mu Qin. You’ve already been amazing. Mwah!”
Seeing Tao Shu making a heart gesture at the camera, Su Yang couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Pan Ning, looking at her own phone, said, “You’ve been watching for a while—why not send some votes to help her out?”
Su Yang tilted his head and smiled: “I’m planning to make my move at the last moment.”
With only 20 seconds left, Qiqi’s score had finally stabilized around 360,000 points.
Tao Shu had 160,000. Just when she thought she’d definitely lose, Su Yang made his move.
Same as always—a ten-in-a-row wave of Huazi (the highest-value gift).
In the last three seconds, the phone screen was filled with the effects of luxury car gifts (high-tier gifts), and the score jumped from 160,000 to 460,000, stealing the win.
Just as she was about to excitedly thank the sender, she saw that the account sending the gifts was named “Driving a Sports Car to Buy Groceries.” Tao Shu immediately switched her warm smile to a neutral expression.
She said dismissively, “Thanks to this ‘Buying Groceries’ netizen for the handout.”
Seeing Tao Shu’s attitude, Su Yang wasn’t angry. After all, after their brief encounter in Lin City, he had left without a word, so it was natural she had some feelings about it.
—Oh ho? Who’s this?
—Damn! There was another big brother?
—Impressive, impressive!! Ten luxury cars! Strong!
Su Yang didn’t mind and continued watching with a smile as they opened their mics.
On the other side, Qiqi said sulkily, “You little Tao Shu, stealing my victory again!”
“I thought I’d already lost, but out of nowhere, a wild big brother showed up.”
Hearing this, Su Yang thought to himself: ‘A wild big brother? Fine, fine.’
Qiqi added, “You sound like you’re not happy about it? Where did this wild big brother come from? I want one too! Let’s have a go—come follow my livestream, wild big brother~”
“Another round!” Qiqi said, not giving up.
“Sure, want to pull in two more people?”
“Fine, wait for it.”
Soon the screen split into four smaller windows, with Tao Shu and Qiqi at the top, and two new female streamers appearing below. However, what Su Yang didn't expect was that one of them turned out to be Lin Yiyi.
"What the hell? What's going on?"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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】
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!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
