Zhang Guifang was cracking sunflower seeds between her teeth. The moment she saw her son put on a pair of sunglasses, she nearly choked on the seed kernel.
"Cough, cough! Old Chen! Old Chen, come out here, quick!"
Zhang Guifang yelled toward the study.
Chen Jun rushed out in a panic, still holding his half-read newspaper. "What's wrong? Is it an earthquake?"
"Earthquake my foot! Look at your son!"
Zhang Guifang pointed to the center of the living room.
Chen Jun looked closely and burst into laughter.
There was Chen Zhi, wearing those five-yuan cheap black sunglasses, gripping the steering wheel with a deadpan expression. Sitting next to him was the doll-like Lin Wanwan.
The scene looked exactly like a miniature rich kid taking his little girlfriend out for a spin.
"Oh my, this boy has way more swagger than I did back in the day."
Chen Jun rubbed the fresh stubble on his chin, looking incredibly proud.
Chen Zhi had no time for his dramatic parents.
Right now, he was focused on the gas pedal beneath his foot.
Although the car's power system was rudimentary, operating it still required a bit of skill for a three-year-old's body.
"Let's go," Chen Zhi said silently to himself, slamming his right foot down.
The car jerked forward violently.
"Whoa!"
Lin Wanwan jumped in fright, her two little hands gripping the door handle tightly.
But soon, the fright turned into delight.
The little sports car slowly rolled toward the front door at a staggering speed of three kilometers per hour.
"Mom, open the door."
Chen Zhi stopped the car at the entrance and called out to Zhang Guifang.
Zhang Guifang was laughing so hard she couldn't stand straight. She hurried over to open the security door, then helped push open the heavy iron screen door.
"Drive slowly! Don't hit anyone!"
"Got it."
Without looking back, Chen Zhi stepped on the gas. The car rolled over the threshold and entered the hallway.
The elevator doors slowly opened.
Chen Zhi skillfully drove the car inside.
They happened to run into Auntie Wang from upstairs, who was on her way to buy groceries.
Holding her reusable shopping bag, Auntie Wang stared at the red sports car in the elevator, completely dumbfounded.
"Oh my, whose children are these? So stylish!"
Chen Zhi kept his eyes on the road ahead, his hands resting steadily on the steering wheel, and gave a cool, aloof nod.
"Hello, Auntie Wang."
Lin Wanwan, however, was very polite. She called out sweetly, "Auntie Wang, Zhizhi is taking me out for a spin~"
Her tone and expression were practically overflowing with the urge to show off.
Auntie Wang's heart melted at their cuteness. "Oh my goodness, you two are such a golden couple! This car is beautiful, it must have cost a pretty penny, right?"
The elevator reached the first floor.
Chen Zhi didn't bother answering such a vulgar question about money.
He shifted into reverse, expertly turned the steering wheel, executed a flawless reversing maneuver, and drove straight out of the elevator lobby.
He left Auntie Wang in the elevator, clicking her tongue in amazement.
As soon as they exited the building, the sunlight hit the red paint of the car, making it sparkle brilliantly.
In the apartment complex's small plaza, quite a few parents had gathered with their children.
This was the social hub of the entire neighborhood.
At the moment, the coolest piece of equipment on the playground was a blue scooter.
The owner was a chubby four-year-old boy, pushing off the ground with one foot, riding in circles and soaking in the envious gazes of the surrounding toddlers.
That was, until Chen Zhi's car appeared.
It felt like an F1 race car rolling onto a go-kart track.
An absolute outclassing.
Chen Zhi deliberately pressed the music button on his steering wheel.
A booming DJ dance track instantly echoed across the small plaza.
"Boom-tss, boom-tss, boom-tss, boom-tss..."
Everyone's eyes were immediately drawn over.
The chubby boy stopped his scooter, his mouth forming a perfect O, completely unaware that the lollipop in his hand had dropped to the ground.
The other kids, who had been playing in the mud and sand, were absolutely dumbfounded.
Chen Zhi steered with one hand, resting the other on the window frame. His sunglasses hid the three parts mockery and four parts nonchalance in his eyes.
Controlling his speed, he slowly did a lap around the plaza.
Wherever he passed, there was dead silence.
Only the cheesy, high-energy DJ music continued to blast.
Lin Wanwan, sitting in the passenger seat, straightened her posture even more.
Full of energy, she raised her little hand and waved to everyone.
"Hi~"
"That's Chen Zhi!"
Someone finally recognized the kid in the driver's seat.
"Wow! Chen Zhi has a big car!"
"I want one too!"
"Mommy! I want that red car!"
In an instant, the plaza erupted into a chorus of wailing and crying.
A few of the less emotionally resilient kids threw themselves onto the ground, rolling around and pointing at Chen Zhi's car while crying their lungs out.
The parents scrambled to comfort their children, looking at Chen Zhi with eyes full of resentment.
Whose kid was this?
Wasn't he just here to crash the party?
Chen Zhi was highly satisfied with this scene.
This was exactly the effect he was going for.
To strike it rich and not return home is like walking in the dark wearing fine clothes.
If you buy a luxury car and don't take it out for a spin, what's the difference between you and a lifeless salted fish?
He parked the car in the shade of a tree in the center of the plaza.
He took off his sunglasses and hung them on his collar.
The movement was smooth and flawless.
"Zhizhi, they're all looking at us!"
Lin Wanwan leaned in and whispered, her voice full of excitement.
"Mhm."
Chen Zhi replied nonchalantly, pulling a lollipop out of his pocket.
He tore off the wrapper and popped it into his mouth.
In this moment, he felt like he wasn't eating a lollipop, but smoking a cigar.
The chubby boy with the scooter finally couldn't hold back anymore.
Pushing the scooter that had been his pride and joy just moments ago, but now looked incredibly shabby, he sidled up to Chen Zhi's car.
"Chen, Chen Zhi."
The chubby boy sniffled, staring longingly at the car's center console.
"Can I sit in it for a bit?"
Chen Zhi gave him a sidelong glance.
This chubby kid was named Liu Bo. In his past life, relying on his sturdy build, he had snatched Chen Zhi's toys more times than he could count.
A gentleman can wait ten years for his revenge.
But Chen Zhi's revenge happened from morning till night.
He smiled faintly, revealing eight neat, white baby teeth.
"No."
A clean and decisive rejection.
Liu Bo's face instantly fell, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Why?"
"Because this is a two-seater sports car."
Chen Zhi pointed at Lin Wanwan beside him.
"The passenger seat is reserved strictly for beautiful girls."
Lin Wanwan was still young. Although she didn't quite grasp the exact definition of beautiful girl, she knew it was a compliment.
She immediately puffed out her chest and held her head high, like a proud little swan.
"That's right! Only for me!"
She nodded emphatically, fiercely defending her exclusive seat.
Liu Bo burst into loud wails, turning around and running off to tattle to his mother.
While other kids could only play with sand, wiggle cars, scooters, and little tricycles...
Three-year-old Chen Zhi was driving a miniature sports car with his little childhood sweetheart in the passenger seat, living his absolute best toddler life!
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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.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
