A little after seven in the evening, the two of them found a Western restaurant nearby in Lujiazui for dinner, and at 8:30 drove back to Oriental Community in Tianhe.
At this point, Su Yang's business in Shanghai was all wrapped up—helping Qin Su with the race, buying an apartment. He'd originally planned to visit Zhuang Changyun at Zhuang Mengli's place, but the other party had something come up, so it didn't happen.
Next, he planned to rest for a couple of days, wait for his visa to come through, grab a meal with Qin Su, and then kick off his European trip.
Back at Han So-yeon's place, the two of them showered, then lounged on the couch sipping red wine while watching a variety show.
At that moment, a segment was playing where a Korean girl group teamed up with domestic celebrities to play games, with the losers having to dance.
Seeing this, Su Yang tilted his head, glanced at Han So-yeon, and grinned. "Suyan, can you do girl group dances?"
Hearing this, Han So-yeon rolled her eyes playfully and nodded. "A little."
"Wait, you actually can?"
"Yeah, I took dance classes when I was a kid. This kind of girl group dance, I just watch and I pick it up."
"Is that so? Then how about a little showcase?" Su Yang winked.
"What? I... I'm too embarrassed to show it... It's so cringe."
"It's fine, it's just the two of us. What are you shy about? No one else is here."
After agonizing for two whole minutes, she finally gave in. "F-fine... Okay, just wait for me, I'm going back to my room to change."
"Oh? You're changing clothes too?"
"Of course—dancing in pajamas would look silly and not good."
Su Yang grinned. "Alright, go change. I'll wait."
"Okay~" Han So-yeon said, getting up and slipping on her slippers as she headed toward the master bedroom.
Su Yang smiled softly, leaning back on the couch to wait.
A few minutes later, the sound of footsteps came, and Han So-yeon stepped out from behind the living room, looking a bit shy.
Su Yang looked up and his eyes went wide. He'd figured she'd just change into a tank top and short shorts or something like that—he never expected it to be this sexy.
She was wearing a tight white button-up shirt with two buttons undone at the chest, a black tight pencil leather skirt below, with the shirt tucked a bit into the skirt, a pair of brand-new high heels on her feet, and sexy fishnet tights over both legs.
"No way?!?" Su Yang sat up straight, staring intently.
That look made her feel a little shy.
She walked up. "Is this okay?"
"Okay? This is freaking amazing!! Absolutely killer!"
"Huh?"
"Nothing, nothing—just a compliment. You look great, fantastic!!" Su Yang swallowed hard, gave a thumbs up, and grabbed a decorative pillow off to the side to hug.
Seeing this, Han So-yeon asked, "Why are you hugging the pillow?"
"Huh? N-nothing... don't worry about it. Oh wait, you're missing something—do you have glasses?"
"Glasses?" Han So-yeon nodded. "Yeah, want me to put them on?"
"Put them on, definitely."
Han So-yeon bit her lip softly, turned, and went back to the room. A minute later, she came out wearing a pair of thin-framed black glasses.
Su Yang smirked. "Yes!! That's the vibe right there—beautiful, absolutely beautiful. You can start now."
Han So-yeon walked to an open space in front of Su Yang and asked, "What kind of dance do you want to see?"
"Let me think." Su Yang looked up, thought for a few seconds, then asked, "You know those DJ dances people do on Douyin these days? Can you do those?"
"I'll have a look." Han So-yeon pulled out her phone and searched. After watching something called the "Week Shake" dance, she flashed an OK sign.
"Got it. I'll just freestyle a bit—let me connect the speaker first."
"Sure thing."
Han So-yeon connected her phone to the Bluetooth speaker and hit play.
Su Yang hugged the pillow, full of anticipation.
The DJ music kicked in, and Han So-yeon immediately got into it and started dancing.
Su Yang's eyes went wide in disbelief. "This... she said 'a little'?"
Her moves looked completely indistinguishable from those professional dance streamers—even better, honestly. Her rhythm and timing were spot-on.
—Wa kou wa kou!!
Han So-yeon flashed a sweet smile, her hands moving in sync, her thighs pumping with power to the beat.
Su Yang couldn't take his eyes off her, his grin stretching from ear to ear.
"Freaking awesome!!"
The song ended quickly, and Su Yang swallowed, sitting up to praise her. "Are you sure you're not a professional?"
Han So-yeon shook her head. "No, but I watch those videos a lot and see tons of them, so I just picked it up."
"If you filmed this and posted it, you'd get at least a million likes!"
"Forget it—I don't want anyone else seeing me. I only dance for you." Han So-yeon gave a shy smile.
Su Yang smacked his lips. "Alright, alright. You got any more?"
"Plenty—they're all pretty simple. Hang on." She picked up her phone, searched a few more viral DJ tracks, watched a bit, then played a random one and started dancing again.
Su Yang hugged the pillow tightly as Han So-yeon danced through four short routines in a row, a thin sheen of sweat appearing on her forehead.
Su Yang wanted to get up and grab her some water, but unfortunately, standing up at that exact moment wasn't the wisest idea.
He pointed toward the kitchen. "Take a break, take a break—go grab a bottle of water."
"Okay."
Han So-yeon grabbed a bottle of mineral water and walked over, sitting down beside Su Yang, tilting her head back for a couple of sips.
"You're incredible—so professional! I honestly thought you couldn't dance before, and look at you."
Han So-yeon laughed. "It's easy for me. What else do you want to see? I can keep going, but I might need to change into something else."
"Changing again?" Su Yang blinked.
"I danced for a while just now, and I'm getting sweaty under these clothes, it's uncomfortable."
Su Yang took a deep breath and nodded. "Alright, go change then."
"Okay, hold on." Han So-yeon got up and headed for the bedroom again.
Watching her disappear behind the living room, Su Yang muttered to himself, "Damn!! Perfect. Absolute fire!!"
"Seeing it live is so different from watching on a phone!! The visual impact is insane!!"
A few minutes later, Han So-yeon came back out in another sexy little outfit.
This time, she had on a sailor uniform: a blue beret, a white sleeveless shirt with a red tie knotted at the collar, a blue pleated micro-skirt below, and she'd swapped the fishnets for white knee-high socks.
"God daaaamn, who the hell can withstand this?!" Su Yang muttered under his breath.
"How's this one?" Han So-yeon walked up with a bright smile.
"Whew! Perfect, absolutely amazing."
"Then I'll keep going~"
"Go."
Han So-yeon picked up her phone on the table and played the music. She lifted both hands behind her head, rolling her hips and lower body to the rhythm.
"Damn! Holy—I can't take this!" Su Yang's eyes were practically popping out of his head, his death grip on the pillow never loosening for a second.
The key thing was that Han So-yeon wasn't just dancing mechanically—her facial expressions were on point too, and that was the part that was truly impossible to handle.
As she moved, one of her white knee-high socks started sliding down her leg.
[Ding! Detected the host deeply enjoying the dance, feeling ultimate bliss. Reward: 10 million RMB plus a brand-new Porsche 911 GT3 RS.]
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.”
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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…
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...
