"We're not that close right now."
"Fine, suit yourself. Can't believe you're not into something this exciting."
Su Yang thought to himself: 'Actually, it does sound pretty thrilling. Damn, why am I tempted?'
[Follow your heart, act freely, no worries—just enjoy life]
—Holy shit, dude! What the hell? I wasn't talking to you!
Su Yang, deep in thought about Lin Xiaomo's words, was startled by the sudden voice of the system and jerked involuntarily.
Lin Yiyi noticed and asked, "Su, what's wrong?"
"Uh, nothing."
Just then, the elevator doors opened, and the three of them stepped inside.
Lin Xiaomo pressed the button for the 12th floor, while Lin Yiyi pressed the 17th.
Soon, the elevator arrived at the 12th floor, and the doors slid open. Lin Xiaomo turned to Su Yang with a faint smile. "Remember this place, Su—12th floor, unit 2. My door’s always open if you change your mind."
Without waiting for a reply, she walked out.
"Su my ass..."
"Haha, your ex is pretty funny. Seems like she wants to rekindle things with you," Lin Yiyi teased.
"Yeah, right. Like that’s happening."
The elevator ascended to the 17th floor, and the two stepped out.
Lin Yiyi fished her keys from her bag and unlocked the door.
She flipped the switch by the entrance, and the living room lights flickered on.
Su Yang peeked inside—the decor was overwhelmingly girly.
Pink plush toys, pink trinkets, even the rug under the coffee table was pink.
"Come in." Lin Yiyi placed a pair of pink slippers on the floor.
"These might be a bit small for me."
"Uh, they’re the biggest I have. You can just keep your shoes on if they don’t fit."
"Got any shoe covers?"
"Nope."
"Fine, I’ll squeeze in. Don’t wanna dirty your floor."
Su Yang kicked off his shoes and forced his feet into the slippers, which were at least two sizes too small.
After two steps, he gave up and went barefoot.
The door closed behind them as Lin Yiyi set her bag on the entryway cabinet.
"Make yourself at home, Su. I’ll grab you a drink," she said, heading to the kitchen.
Su Yang settled on the couch, scanning the apartment.
Cozy and cute, nothing like the mess Lin Yiyi had described.
The place was around 70 square meters, with a sofa, coffee table, and a 55-inch flat-screen in the living room.
To the right of the sofa was a small balcony. Su Yang glanced up—drying on the clothesline were an assortment of panties in pink, black, cartoon prints, lace-trimmed, and skimpy styles.
His lips curled. 'Quite the variety.'
Lin Yiyi called from the kitchen, "What would you like to drink, Su?"
"What do you have?"
"Coffee, cola, or sparkling water."
"Cola. Is it Coke?"
"Yep."
"Then Coke it is."
"Coming right up."
She returned with an ice-cold Coca-Cola and a bottle of sparkling water for herself, setting them on the coffee table before plopping down beside him.
"Sorry, my place is kinda basic."
"Nah, it’s great," Su Yang said, cracking open the Coke.
Internally, he mused: 'Compared to my old rental, this is a damn mansion.'
An awkward silence settled until Lin Yiyi grabbed the remote and turned on the TV.
The background noise eased the tension.
Su Yang leaned back. "Where do you usually stream from?"
"Oh, over there." She pointed to a bedroom near the bathroom.
"It’s a two-bedroom, so I turned one into my streaming room."
Su Yang nodded. "Mind if I take a look?"
"Not at all."
She led him inside.
The room had no bed—just a 15-square-meter space with a multifunctional desk and chair by the window.
On the desk sat a computer, along with streaming gear: stands, lights, a microphone.
Su Yang stepped in, impressed.
"Nice setup. Pretty professional."
"Hardly. Just the basics to get by."
After a quick look, he exited and eyed the closed door of the adjacent bedroom.
"So this is your actual bedroom, huh?"
Lin Yiyi giggled. "‘Bedroom’ sounds so formal. It’s just where I sleep."
She opened the door.
"Go ahead."
Su Yang walked in and was immediately hit with a sweet, milky floral scent.
Girls’ rooms really do smell nice.
The decor was a stark contrast to the streaming room—ultra-girly, with a compact layout: a wardrobe, a small double bed, and a vanity.
He sat on the bed.
"Not bad. First time I’ve ever been in a girl’s room."
"Seriously?" Lin Yiyi sounded skeptical.
"No reason to lie." Su Yang stood and walked out.
It was true—even in college, when he dated Lin Xiaomo, they’d always hooked up at hotels.
He returned to the couch.
Lin Yiyi followed, then suddenly noticed her lingerie still hanging on the balcony clothesline.
Blushing, she rushed to draw the curtains shut.
Su Yang smirked. "Why’d you close them?"
"Uh, no reason. Just... sets the mood."
He knew exactly why but played along.
Lin Yiyi sat back down beside him, and they chatted idly.
"Ever been in a relationship?" Su Yang asked.
"Nope. A guy chased me in college, but I wasn’t into him."
"You’re 22—never thought about finding a boyfriend?"
"I have! Just haven’t met anyone who clicks." She glanced at him subtly.
[Ding! Lin Yiyi’s affection for host has reached: 70. Reward: 10 million.]
—Well, well.
—Didn’t even have to lift a finger for 10 mil.
"You should get out more. How else will you meet guys?"
"Like I’m meeting you now?" Lin Yiyi murmured shyly.
Su Yang didn’t respond, scratching his head before letting his hand rest casually on his thigh.
Lin Yiyi didn’t pull away, inching closer with a smile.
Su Yang thought: ‘Damn, could use some drinks to loosen things up.’
"Got any alcohol at home?"
"Alcohol? No, I don’t drink alone."
"Want me to order some?"
"Sure."
Lin Yiyi smiled as she picked up her phone and opened the food delivery app. She randomly selected the nearest convenience store and ordered a case of 24 bottles of Lebao beer along with some snacks.
Half an hour later, the delivery arrived.
The two of them sat on the sofa and started drinking.
Lin Yiyi dimmed the living room lights, instantly changing the atmosphere.
Lighting is a subtle art—under bright lights, people might feel too self-conscious to act boldly. But in the warm, hazy glow of dim lighting, inhibitions melt away, and emotions rise to the surface.
As they drank and chatted, within less than an hour, Lin Yiyi’s delicate, fair cheeks flushed a soft pink, giving her a radiant glow.
Her gaze grew dreamy, and with the added charm of her round-framed glasses, she looked even more alluring.
By now, her movements and speech had become noticeably more uninhibited.
She shifted closer to Su Yang, pressing against him.
Su Yang smirked faintly—this amount of alcohol was nothing more than a casual sip for him. But Lin Yiyi seemed genuinely tipsy, and as the night wore on, Su Yang found himself openly admiring her.
His restraint wearing thin, Su Yang suddenly wrapped an arm around Lin Yiyi’s slender waist, leaning in to lock eyes with her.
Lin Yiyi giggled shyly, “Su Yang, why are you staring at me like that?”
Breathing in her heated scent, Su Yang replied in a low voice, “Because you’re beautiful. I like looking at you.”
Then, without another word, he closed the distance between them.
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."
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!
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】
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
