In the following hours, Ye Chuan noticed that Bai Qianshuang was far more interested in food, staying almost entirely in the dining area without even glancing at the amusement park rides outside.
Lan Xiaoke, who was nearly exhausted from playing, also ended up staying in the food zone with Bai Qianshuang, showing no intention of leaving.
Maybe I should take Qianshuang to check out the food area?
Seeing Bai Qianshuang nibbling delicately on her burger, Ye Chuan couldn’t help but think.
"Though the food here is ridiculously expensive. Back in the day, I could stuff myself with a burger meal for just forty bucks," Lan Xiaoke remarked, eyeing the menu prices—even the most basic combo started at eighty.
And all it included was a burger, a bag of chips, and a soda. Zero value for money.
This is practically daylight robbery.
"Expensive…" Bai Qianshuang glanced quietly at the burger wrappers beside her—she had already devoured four or five by now.
Holding the half-eaten burger in her hand, she reached out toward Ye Chuan. "Ye Chuan, you have it…"
"You go ahead. Money’s not an issue for us now," Ye Chuan replied with a smile.
For us.
For some reason, those words struck a chord in Bai Qianshuang’s heart. She pulled the burger back and took another bite—somehow, it tasted even better now.
"Ye Chuan, where’d you get all this money from?" Lan Xiaoke couldn’t help but wonder. Given that Ye Chuan lived in a rundown part of the city, it was surprising how loaded he seemed.
Obviously, from you guys—my little money trees.
But Ye Chuan kept that thought to himself. Instead, he said, "My grandfather left me a sizable inheritance. Not exactly 'retire-early' rich, but enough to live comfortably without worrying about money."
"Ooooh~"
Just then, Ye Chuan’s phone buzzed. A message from Luo Xi popped up.
Luo Xi: Chuanchuan, you’re not home?
Clearly, she had dropped by and found him gone.
Ye Chuan: Had some business outside today.
Luo Xi: With Miss Bai, wasn’t it?
Luo Xi: Don’t lie to me.
Ye Chuan hesitated but decided to be honest.
Ye Chuan: Yeah, we’re all out together.
Luo Xi didn’t reply after that. Just as Ye Chuan started wondering if she was upset, another message came through.
Luo Xi: Chuanchuan, do you have feelings for Miss Bai?
Luo Xi: Did I do something wrong?
Luo Xi: Aren’t I your girlfriend?
Reading her words, Ye Chuan realized she was genuinely hurt. He frowned, thinking for a moment before typing back.
Ye Chuan: No, I like you the most. I’m serious about you.
Luo Xi: Who confesses in the middle of a fight?
Luo Xi: Jerk. I’m ignoring you for the rest of the day.
Ye Chuan sent a few more messages, but Luo Xi stayed silent—she really meant it.
Glancing at the time, he remembered he still had to drop off medicine at Luo Xi’s place later. If she wasn’t responding now, he’d just have to make it up to her in person.
……
A little later, as dusk settled in, the distant Ferris wheel gleamed under a golden hue.
Ye Chuan returned home with Bai Qianshuang and Lan Xiaoke. Though the afternoon had mostly been spent eating, both girls seemed in high spirits.
According to the app, their affection levels had risen—especially Lan Xiaoke’s, despite her earlier fright from the rides. For a ghost who’d been cooped up in a classroom for decades, this was probably a rare delight.
The main quest was to max out one tenant’s affection. Though Ye Chuan didn’t know what would happen when that happened, Bai Qianshuang was clearly in the lead—after all, she’d been his first tenant.
After seeing the girls inside, Ye Chuan headed straight to Luo Xi’s place.
He rang the doorbell, and soon, footsteps approached. The metal door swung open to reveal Luo Xi in a loose pink pajama set, round glasses perched on her nose.
The moment she saw Ye Chuan, her expression soured.
"Chuanchuan, what are you doing here?"
"Just dropping off your medicine," Ye Chuan said.
"Oh. So that’s all you came for," Luo Xi replied flatly.
Ye Chuan smirked, then flicked his wrist—a rose suddenly appeared in his palm. "And to see my girlfriend, of course."
Luo Xi blinked, momentarily distracted by the trick. She grabbed his hand, inspecting it. "How’d you do that?"
"Guess," Ye Chuan teased, leaning in to kiss her.
"Ugh!" Her face flushed instantly, and she retaliated with a flurry of light slaps on his arm.
Just then, Luo’s mother walked in, spotting the two in their usual banter. "Xiao Chuan, you’re here."
"Auntie, just delivering the medicine," Ye Chuan said, noting how healthy she looked—no different from any ordinary person. "I went out with some friends earlier and just got back."
He deliberately emphasized some friends—technically, he hadn’t lied. It wasn’t like he’d gone out alone with Bai Qianshuang.
There was also a certain big-boobed ghost tagging along.
Realizing she’d misunderstood, Luo Xi immediately started rubbing the spot on his arm she’d just hit.
"And Uncle?" Ye Chuan asked.
"He’ll be back soon. Meeting with that chairman to discuss business," Luo’s mother explained. Since it involved selling the medicine, Luo’s father preferred not to handle it at home.
Right on cue, the sound of a key turning came from the door.
Ye Chuan turned to see Luo’s father stepping in.
"Uncle."
"Ah, Ye Chuan. You’re here," Luo’s father greeted. "I just spoke with the chairman. How much are you planning to sell it for?"
"Thirty thousand," Ye Chuan said.
Luo’s father looked surprised—to him, that was a staggering amount. And according to Ye Chuan, thirty thousand wouldn’t even cover a full treatment.
If multiple sessions were needed, the total cost would be astronomical.
"Chuanchuan, isn’t that a bit too steep?" Luo Xi asked.
"I’m not running a charity. The ingredients for this medicine are limited—once they’re gone, they’re gone," Ye Chuan explained. "Uncle, just relay that to them. Besides, the first dose is free. That’s already a huge show of goodwill."
He paused, then added, "Oh, and Uncle—make sure to draft a contract when handing it over. State clearly that the product has no verified medical effects, and that we bear no responsibility for how it’s used."
Luo’s father nodded, impressed by Ye Chuan’s caution.