At the sound of the system’s notification, Su Yang smiled subtly.
The two looked at each other, momentarily unsure of what to say. Han Suyan felt a bit awkward, walked over to the table, picked up a bottle of water, and handed it to Su Yang. “Thanks for the help earlier. Have some water.”
“Sure.” Su Yang took the water, took a sip, and prepared to head back to his room. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll head back first. I don’t want to disturb your rest.”
“Uh... hold on. Have you eaten yet?”
“Not yet.” Su Yang shook his head.
“Then how about we grab a meal together?” Han Suyan pointed toward the door, but then quickly added, “...I mean, with my friend too.”
Su Yang laughed heartily. “Sure, but how about this—I’m here with my friends too. Let’s all eat together. The Japanese girl and the English girl will join as well. We can have a meal, get to know each other, and make some friends. What do you think?”
“Sounds good!” Han Suyan said with a bright smile.
“OK, it’s settled then. Including you, there are eight of you, right?”
“Eight? Nonono, it’s just me and that girl.”
“Huh? What about the others sitting with you on the bus? Aren’t you all together?”
“No, no. We just sat together because we’re from the same country.”
“Oh, I see. I thought you were friends. Alright, I’ll head back to my room. I’ll call you when we’re about to leave.”
“Okay!” Han Suyan nodded in agreement.
Su Yang smiled, turned around, and walked out.
It was already 7:30 in the evening, but the sky outside was still bright. However, the temperature had dropped a bit, and it felt slightly chilly.
After returning to his room and sitting for a while, Su Yang took out his phone and sent a message in the group chat.
@everyone, folks, it’s 7:40. How about we head out for dinner?
Meng Wenzhou: I’m ready anytime.
Su Qingci: Same here.
Liu Bo: Give me a few minutes—I’m in the middle of a dump.
Meng Wenzhou: Hurry up. When you’re done, tag us in the group, and we’ll meet in the lobby.
Liu Bo: Got it.
Su Yang: By the way, just so you all know, the four girls I met earlier on the bus and the two friends from Korea are joining us for dinner. Any objections?
Meng Qianyu: No problem! What’s the big deal?
Zhuang Mengli: Yeah, when you’re out and about, meeting people is fate. Destined paths cross from afar, and if not... blah blah blah.
Su Yang: [Confused face emoji] What are you even saying?
Zhuang Mengli: None of your business.
Tang Ziyun: Hahahaha, Mengmeng, you’re so hilarious.
Lu Yun: @Su Yang, are you talking about the ones who greeted us on the bus?
Su Yang: Yeah.
Lu Yun: Sure, invite them along.
Meng Wenzhou: Speaking of which, the couple from the U.S. stays in the same courtyard as me. I chatted with them a bit earlier, and they seem like really nice people. How about inviting them too?
Su Yang: Sure!
Others: No problem.
Su Yang: OK, it’s settled. We’ll all meet in the lobby.
Turning off his phone, Su Yang lay on the sofa, thinking to himself: ‘No. 5 on the left is Jiali. This girl’s face is only an 85, but her figure is a solid 95, absolutely stunning. No. 7 on the right is Han Suyan, a real beauty with great poise, and her figure is a 92. Hmm... both have something going for them.’
And Lingxi is in this courtyard too. It's time to raise her affection level.
‘Then there’s Zhuang Mengli, the top-tier in both looks and figure. Even though she can be a bit loopy sometimes, her face and body are unmatched. Damn! How do I choose?’
‘Forget it, I’ll take it as it comes.’
After playing on his phone for a few minutes, a message popped up at the top of the screen.
Liu Bo: @everyone, I’m done.
Meng Wenzhou: OK, let’s head out. Meet in the lobby.
Others: Got it.
Su Yang put down his phone, sat up, and glanced out the window. It was almost 8 PM, and the sky was about to darken. A cool breeze blew through the balcony window into the room.
In late September and early October, the temperature difference between day and night in Beihaidao was significant. During the day, when the sun was out, it could reach 18-19 degrees Celsius, but at night, it would quickly drop to 7-8 degrees or even 4-5 degrees.
Although Su Yang felt the temperature drop, he wasn’t cold.
Too lazy to grab a jacket, he walked to the door, took his room card, and stepped out.
The courtyard was now lit by white lanterns on the eaves of the surrounding buildings, and bright little lanterns hung every few meters along the corridor.
Su Yang walked over to Han Suyan’s door and knocked.
Dong dong dong.
“Suyan, time to eat.”
“Coming~” came Han Suyan’s voice from inside. After about ten seconds, the door opened.
She had put on a pink sporty jacket, but she kept her pencil skirt, leaving her long legs exposed.
“Heading to dinner now?”
“Yeah, it’s almost dark. Go get your friend.”
“Okay.” Han Suyan replied, closed her door, and walked toward the row of rooms across the way.
Su Yang turned and knocked on No. 5’s door. “Jiali! Time to eat!”
“Jiali?!”
After calling twice, Jiali finally responded.
“Coming.”
The door opened, and Jiali stood there, still half-asleep.
“Were you sleeping?”
“Yeah, I was lying down and suddenly got really sleepy, so I dozed off.”
“Did you rest well?”
“I’m good now.”
“Then let’s go eat. It’s a bit chilly, so you’d better grab a jacket.”
“Thanks for the reminder, Mr. Su.” Jiali turned and ran back inside to get dressed.
Just then, two doors at opposite ends of the corridor opened simultaneously. Zhuang Mengli stepped out of one, and Han Suyan’s friend came out of the other.
Click. Another door on the left side of the corridor opened, and Ren Lingxi quickly walked out.
“Brother Su Yang~” She spotted him not far away as soon as she came out.
Su Yang waved at her. “Put on a jacket—it’s cold tonight.”
“Oh, right! I was going to wear one but forgot. Wait for me.”
“Okay.”
At that moment, Zhuang Mengli bounced toward Su Yang with her hands behind her back, smiling sweetly.
“Why didn’t you tell me to wear a jacket?”
Su Yang looked at her and laughed. “You ask that on purpose every time. You know your body type is different from theirs. How could it be the same?”
“Don’t worry about my body type. Just tell me—am I a girl or not? Don’t I count as a woman in your eyes?”
“Of course you’re a woman, and not just any woman—a super gorgeous, top-tier beauty with a smoking hot figure.”
“Well, then! So I’m asking you to talk to me more politely and gently from now on. After all, I am your fiancée...”
“Stop, stop, stop!” Hearing this, Su Yang flinched and quickly cut her off. “Since when are you my fiancée?”
"Isn't that the truth? Unless I'm not willing, if I am willing then it's automatically yes."
Su Yang looked up at the sky helplessly. "Alright, alright, let's not talk about that for now."
"Fine, as long as you treat me the same way and are gentle with me from now on, I won't bring it up again." Zhuang Mengli giggled.
"I'm really done with you. How about you go put on a jacket? It's cold tonight."
"No."
"Hey, when I tell you to wear one, you refuse."
Just as they were talking, Jiali walked out of the room.
"Hello there, pretty lady~" Zhuang Mengli greeted Jiali in English with a big smile and a wave.
Although Jiali could speak English, she wasn't very fluent and had a bit of a Japanese accent. She immediately nodded and smiled. "Hi, pretty lady. May I ask what your name is?"
"My name is Zhuang Mengli. Just call me Mengli."
"Okay, are you Su Sang's..."
"I'm his future..." Zhuang Mengli blurted out, but before she could finish, Su Yang quickly covered her mouth with his hand.
"Haha, she's my friend."
"Oh, I see." Jiali blinked her big eyes and nodded with a knowing smile.
Zhuang Mengli shot Su Yang a dirty look and whispered, "Player."
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!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
