Su Yang's lips curled slightly upward: "No problem."
Twenty minutes later, the coffee machine reached the preset temperature.
He made each of the girls a cappuccino, though only Pan Ning and Tang Ziyun got heart-shaped latte art—the others received leaf designs instead.
A little past noon, Meng Wenzhou's phone rang.
After a brief conversation, he hung up.
"Hey, Liu Bo, the others just arrived at the dock. Mind going to pick them up?"
"Sure thing!" Liu Bo replied cheerfully before heading out.
"Man’s suddenly full of enthusiasm," someone remarked.
"So, what’s the plan for later?" Su Yang asked, turning to Meng Wenzhou.
"The villa’s got a grill, and the hotel provides ingredients. We’ll set it up in the backyard for some barbecue, maybe swim, play some pool games. Those who wanna sing can hit the karaoke, and for those who don’t, there’s gaming consoles, a basketball court—do whatever you feel like. The more, the merrier, right?"
Su Yang nodded. He’d never thrown a villa party before, and the thought gave him a little thrill.
Half an hour later, a chorus of silver-bell laughter echoed at the villa’s entrance.
Liu Bo pushed the door open, followed by five stunning girls, each with a distinct style.
Su Yang, Meng Wenzhou, and Zhang Ziming looked up.
Among them was a golden-haired girl straight out of a fairy tale—pale skin, around 170 cm tall, wearing a gray crop-top tank and black denim hot pants. Her curves were full, her figure voluptuous.
Her delicate features included a high nose bridge and striking blue eyes, with legs that were delightfully shapely.
Su Yang nudged Meng Wenzhou. "We’ve got foreign representation?"
"Huh? Not from my list. Must be someone’s plus-one."
"Damn, she’s top-tier," Zhang Ziming muttered under his breath.
The other four girls held their own beside the blonde.
One had an unmistakable "cool beauty" vibe—tall at 168 cm, with sleek black bangs, a petite face, dark lipstick, and an enviable figure.
Her light green fitted mini-dress gave off an innocent-yet-seductive aura.
Su Yang’s gaze shifted to the remaining three.
One was adorably cute—round-faced, about 165 cm, with twin ponytails, a black-and-white JK skirt, and thigh-high black stockings.
Another was slightly shorter at 162 cm, sporting a braid, a black spaghetti-strap top, and a white mini-skirt. With every step, her chest bounced noticeably—Su Yang’s recent "scouting experience" pegged her at a solid F-cup, possibly even G.
The last girl exuded pure sex appeal—fair-skinned, with chestnut curls, a slightly plump yet hourglass figure, and a tight, low-cut beige bodycon dress that left little to the imagination.
Meng Wenzhou stood up with a grin. "Welcome, ladies!"
"Since when did you get to Lucheng, Meng?" the cute one asked.
"We arrived two days ago. But enough small talk—let’s do introductions!"
"Hi everyone, I’m Liu Wenxin. Nice to meet you all!" The cheerful girl stepped forward first.
"Li Yutong," the cool beauty said, waving. Her eyes lingered on Su Yang a beat too long.
"Yang Yuwei, but call me Vivi," the busty one chimed in.
"Luo Yu—just call me Xiao Luo," the girl in the bodycon dress added.
Finally, the blonde stepped up, her near-perfect Mandarin flawless. "Hey there! I’m Xinxiya, Xiao Luo’s friend. You can call me Yaya. Honored to meet you all."
Her gaze swept the room, pausing on Su Yang with a spark of interest.
"Whoa, your Chinese is amazing!" Zhang Ziming blurted.
Yaya giggled. "Flattery! I moved to China as a kid—practically half-local now."
Su Yang’s group introduced themselves in turn.
One word summed up the five girls: curves. Every single one was generously endowed, with even the "smallest," Li Yutong, easily a C+.
Meng Wenzhou sure knew how to pick friends.
The living room buzzed as the girls quickly bonded with Pan Ning, Tang Ziyun, and the others.
No shyness here—Luo Yu grabbed the mic and belted out a song, setting the mood.
[Ding! Host’s current enjoyment detected. Reward: 1 million.]
Su Yang’s inner monologue kicked in:
—Scan each one. Just names, ages, body stats, looks.
[Liu Wenxin, 22]
[Looks: 77]
[Body: 83]
...
[Li Yutong, 25]
[Looks: 80]
[Body: 85]
...
[Yang Yuwei, 23]
[Looks: 79]
[Body: 90]
...
[Luo Yu, 21]
[Looks: 84]
[Body: 90]
...
[Xinxiya, 22]
[Looks: 89]
[Body: 95]
—Holy hell, 95?! Higher than Pan Ning?
—They look close, but Yaya’s got more… everything.
—Whatever. First above-85 I’ve seen. Lock it in.
[Ding! Binding successful. Xinxiya's favorability: 10]
Half an hour later, two waiters delivered bags of fresh groceries—meats, veggies, seafood—and the party escalated.
Amid the singing, drinking, and chatter, Yaya made her move, sliding onto the couch beside Su Yang with a champagne flute.
"Sorry, I missed your name earlier?"
"Su Yang," he replied smoothly.
"Cheers?" She clinked her glass against his wine.
"Bottoms up." He downed his drink.
Yaya’s gaze held a sultry haze—no subtlety, just bold Western directness.
She took a modest sip. "Lightweight. Forgive me."
"No worries."
"Can I get your WeChat?" She bit her lower lip.
Damn. Asking for WeChat? More like asking for trouble.
Su Yang glanced at Pan Ning—unfazed, gaming on her phone—then smirked. "Sure thing."
Yaya smiled slightly and pulled out her phone, quickly adding each other on WeChat.
After chatting with Su Yang for a while longer, she got up and walked over to the other side to sing.
Su Yang had just breathed a sigh of relief when the other four girls approached him.
......
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
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…
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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.”
