"Zilin the Car Enthusiast?" Su Yang repeated the name and shook his head.
"Haven't come across her. I’ll look her up later when I have time. But having 800,000 followers is already impressive. You want to film, right? Go ahead."
Zilin, seeing Su Yang’s agreement, smiled happily. "I might need your help, handsome."
"How so?"
"It’s not just about taking a few still photos."
Su Yang raised an eyebrow playfully. "What do you mean? Are there... less-than-innocent ways to shoot?"
"Uh, no! I haven’t finished yet. I need you to drive the car while I film it from another vehicle."
"Oh, got it. But I’m a bit busy right now. If you don’t mind waiting a few minutes?"
"Sure, no rush~" Zilin chuckled, her eyes lingering on Su Yang.
Su Yang nodded. "Alright, show your live audience the car first. I’ll be back."
With that, he headed toward the LV store.
Meanwhile, Zilin’s livestream viewership had surged from 2,000 to over 5,000.
Comments flooded the screen:
"Zilin, show us the interior!"
"Zilin, let’s see the side profile!"
"Zilin, give us a look at the taillights!"
"Zilin, headlights please!"
...
Su Yang pushed open the LV door, where a sales associate—Little Zhao, the same one he’d met when picking up Lu Yun before—greeted him.
Little Zhao froze for a second before beaming. "Su... Yang?"
"You are... Wait, what was your name again?"
"Just call me Little Zhao."
"Right, Little Zhao. Nice to see you. Where’s Lu Yun?"
"Lu Yun? She quit. Didn’t you know?"
"Huh?" Su Yang was stunned. He had no idea Lu Yun had left.
"When did this happen?" he asked.
Little Zhao found it odd. To her, Su Yang was clearly Lu Yun’s boyfriend—how could he not know? But she didn’t pry.
"About three days ago. She said something urgent came up at home and left in a hurry."
"Three days ago?" Su Yang thought back. He’d been in Lucheng then.
Maybe that’s why Lu Yun hadn’t told him. But why hadn’t she replied to his messages?
"Do you know why she left?"
Little Zhao shook her head. "No idea. She rushed through the paperwork and was gone the same day."
Su Yang sighed. "Alright, since she’s not here, I won’t stick around. I’ll come back when I need something."
Little Zhao smiled. "Sure! Oh, Mr. Su, can I add you on WeChat? I can let you know about new arrivals in advance."
Su Yang grinned and pulled out his phone. "Of course. But don’t call me ‘Mr. Su.’ Just ‘Su Yang’ is fine. Or ‘Su-ge,’ since you’re younger. Anything but ‘Mr. Su.’"
Little Zhao laughed. "Got it, Su-ge."
"What’s your full name?"
"Zhao Yuhan."
"Zhao Yuhan. Got it."
After exchanging contacts, Su Yang left.
To him, Zhao Yuhan wasn’t stunning enough to meet his "binding" criteria, but she was still a solid option—perfect for casual fun.
After all, there was no conflict between enjoying rewards and building rapport.
—System, scan Zhao Yuhan.
[Zhao Yuhan, Age: 22]
[Height: 166cm]
[Weight: 54kg]
[Looks: 84]
[Figure: 86]
[Relationships: 2, Single]
—Damn, she’s that pretty? Just one point shy of binding.
—Not bad. I underestimated her.
By the time Su Yang returned to the street, Zilin was still there—along with three male streamers and a crowd filming his McLaren Senna.
The streamers greeted him eagerly:
"Bro, your car is next-level!"
"Yeah, it’s a masterpiece!"
Su Yang smiled. "Thanks. You all done? I’m about to head out."
Zilin hurried over. "Hey, handsome, I’m not finished yet."
Su Yang turned. "I know. You wanted rolling shots, right? Where’s your car?"
Zilin pointed to a gray-black Tesla Model 3 parked nearby. "Over there. My friend’s bringing it around."
Two minutes later, the Tesla pulled up. Su Yang glanced inside.
The driver was a bombshell—on par with Yang Yuwei.
From the side, her "assets" practically rested on the steering wheel. She wore a red fitted tee, had chestnut hair, and a sharp profile.
Su Yang’s eyes lit up. Automatic scan activated.
The girl turned, flashing him a smile.
Zilin climbed into the passenger seat. "Handsome, we’re ready! Just follow us. Won’t take more than half an hour."
Su Yang snapped out of it. "Got it."
He yanked open the Senna’s butterfly doors. Onlookers gasped, phones raised.
"Damn!"
"Bro, can you rev it?"
Su Yang obliged. He fired up the engine, shifted to neutral, and stomped the gas.
VROOM!! BANG-BANG-BANG.
The Senna roared, backfiring violently.
"Legendary!! Absolute legend!!"
Under the crowd’s awestruck gaze, the two cars sped off.
Su Yang trailed the Tesla through winding roads until they reached a quieter stretch.
The Tesla slowed, pulling alongside. Zilin leaned out with a professional camera.
"Handsome, we’ll film here. When I wave, floor it and overtake us!"
"Overtake you?"
"Yeah!"
"Well, that’s a first. Never heard such a straightforward request."
Zilin blushed. "Ugh, you’re the worst! I meant pass us in the car!"
Su Yang smirked. "Pass both of you? Now that’s ambitious."
Zilin rolled her eyes, laughing. "You’re impossible. Let’s go!"
She signaled the driver—"Big G"—to accelerate. The Tesla surged ahead. Su Yang held position behind them.
Seconds later, Zilin’s hand shot out the window.
Su Yang slammed the pedal. The tachometer needle whipped to 8,000 RPM as the Senna screamed past.
"WOO!! That was epic!"
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
