Su Yang put on his Audemars Piguet watch and slipped the keys to his McLaren Senna into his bag.
Arriving at the parking lot, he settled into the driver’s seat of the Senna and slowly pulled out.
Within minutes, he reached the entrance of Senhai Manor.
There, Lin Yiyi stood alone by the roadside, waiting.
She was dressed in a white, sleeveless, collared fitted blouse, adorned with a black cat-ear headband and a pair of thin-rimmed round glasses. A large gray bow was tied at her chest, and she carried a small white leather purse in both hands.
Her lower half was clad in an ultra-short skirt matching the bow, with plump legs sheathed in sexy over-the-knee black stockings—two black straps leading up beneath the skirt—and a pair of black ankle boots.
The overall look was undeniably alluring, and Su Yang couldn’t help but swallow hard as he watched from the car.
"Good lord, no wonder she’s a streamer. She really knows how to dress."
"Interesting," he mused with a smirk before driving up to her and honking the horn.
Beep beep.
Lin Yiyi’s eyes lit up as she spotted the supercar approaching. Peering inside, she recognized Su Yang and immediately flashed a sweet, radiant smile.
"Brother Su, it’s been days since I last saw you!"
Su Yang grinned. "Hop in."
"Sure!" She walked to the passenger side and reached for the door, but the mechanism of such a high-end supercar wasn’t something most people were familiar with.
She fumbled around, unable to locate the handle.
"Brother Su, how do I open this door? I’ve never been in such a fancy car before."
Su Yang chuckled and released the passenger-side lock.
"Lift it up."
"Oh, got it!"
Lin Yiyi lifted the door upward, swinging it open from below.
Her face brightened with excitement. "Brother Su, this car is so cool! What brand is it? It must be crazy expensive, right?"
Su Yang shrugged casually. "McLaren. Yeah, it’s a bit pricey—over 20 million."
"T-twenty... million?" Lin Yiyi muttered under her breath as she climbed inside.
She leaned forward, sliding her hips into the seat first before settling in completely.
Su Yang’s heart raced uncontrollably at the sight.
[Ding! Detecting host’s appreciation of a beautiful sight, emotional excitement rewarded: 1 million.]
Once the door was shut, Lin Yiyi’s slightly plump cheeks flushed pink.
She turned to Su Yang. "Brother Su, what would you like to eat?"
"Anything’s fine. I’ll go with whatever you pick."
"Alright! I recently heard about a trending restaurant called ‘Joyful Times.’ Let’s go there!"
"Joyful... Times?" Su Yang thought to himself, ‘Isn’t that the restaurant the system gave me?’
‘I was planning to check it out tomorrow, but might as well try it now.’
He glanced at Lin Yiyi. "Sounds good. Pull up the navigation."
"Sure!"
As soon as the navigation started, Su Yang stepped on the gas, and Lin Yiyi was thrown back into her seat, eyes wide with alarm.
"Whoa, that’s fast!"
"And I wasn’t even flooring it."
Chatting along the way, they soon arrived at No. 103 Kangzhuang Road in Yonghe District.
From a distance, Su Yang spotted a minimalist-style Western restaurant at the end of the street.
The restaurant’s exterior was simple, with "Joyful Times" glowing on the signboard and a spacious parking lot out front.
Su Yang drove up to the entrance, where the barrier lifted automatically. A white-gloved security guard, recognizing the car, hurried over to guide him.
"Right this way, sir."
Su Yang nodded and followed the guard to a parking spot.
The lot was nearly full, packed with luxury vehicles—Rolls-Royce Cullinan, BMW 740, Mercedes G63, Range Rover, and more.
But the arrival of the McLaren Senna made them all pale in comparison.
Su Yang and Lin Yiyi stepped out, and the guard escorted them to the restaurant entrance.
"Please, right this way."
Su Yang nodded and followed Lin Yiyi inside.
The interior was far more luxurious than the understated exterior. Elegant music played in the background, and the spacious dining area was decorated in a palette of coffee brown and white.
Su Yang gave an approving nod. "Not bad."
A beautiful waitress quickly approached to greet them.
"Do you two have a reservation?"
Su Yang blinked. "We need one?"
"Yes, our restaurant is quite popular. All tables for today are fully booked. Without a reservation, you might need to come another time."
"That busy?" Su Yang glanced around.
A large decorative wall blocked the view of the dining area from the entrance.
He turned to Lin Yiyi. "What do you think?"
"We could try somewhere else."
Su Yang looked back at the waitress. "No private rooms available?"
"All private rooms are also fully reserved."
"Damn, people really love Western food these days?"
"Mind if I take a quick look inside?"
The waitress smiled politely. "Of course."
Su Yang asked Lin Yiyi to wait in the lounge area while he followed the waitress in.
Inside, he saw that while the crowd wasn’t overwhelming, every table was indeed occupied.
He pointed at a nearly finished table nearby. "That group looks like they’re almost done. Can’t we take that spot?"
The waitress replied courteously, "Every table has already been reserved by other guests who should be arriving soon."
"Ugh."
Then it hit him—wasn’t he the owner of this place? Did the owner really need a reservation to eat here?
He smirked at the waitress. "Do you know who the owner of this restaurant is?"
"Yes, a Mr. Su. But I’ve never met him—he doesn’t visit often."
Su Yang thought, ‘Hah, she actually knows.’
With a straight face, he asked, "If the owner came to dine, would he need a reservation?"
The waitress froze, caught off guard by the question.
After a pause, she smiled. "Of course not."
"Then where would you seat him if there are no tables?"
"The owner has a private dining room, though it’s not open to the public."
Su Yang nodded. "Ah, got it. Well, lead the way then."
"Huh?" The waitress looked startled, then hesitant. "But, sir, the owner’s private room is strictly off-limits to everyone else. No exceptions."
Su Yang thought, ‘She’s sticking to the rules. Good, this girl’s got integrity.’
He grinned. "What if I told you I’m the owner?"
Assuming he was joking, the waitress gave an awkward laugh. "Um... well..."
Su Yang laughed. "Not messing with you. I really am the owner—Su Yang. You can check with your manager if you’d like."
"Wha—?! You... You're really the boss?" The waitress instantly flustered, unsure whether to believe Su Yang.
But he didn’t seem like the type to mess around with young girls—he was handsome and gave off a decent vibe.
After a brief hesitation, she said, "Could you wait two minutes, please? I’ll go check with the manager."
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!
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orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
