"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!"
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
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】
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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!
