Although live streaming was not very pleasant.
But a little unpleasantness brought him tens of millions in revenue.
The humiliation he endured was exchanged for huge wealth.
He would probably laugh himself awake in his dreams tonight.
What he said to Xu Lu was completely a joke.
Xu Lu had received his help and regarded him as a friend, trusting him very much, so she just moved in.
Yan Dongxu could not possibly do those things to Xu Lu.
Zhao Qingqing was the same. The girl had only known him for a few days, but was like an old friend.
It was entirely because the two had a life-and-death experience together.
That day, if it hadn't been for his abilities, teleporting the injured Zhao Qingqing onto his bed.
He also called Dr. Dusen for help at the first moment.
Otherwise, Zhao Qingqing's ashes might have already been placed in the cemetery.
Some people don't necessarily become true friends even after ten years of acquaintance.
Some people have only known each other for a few days, but have become best friends who treat each other sincerely.
Yan Dongxu felt very fortunate. After transmigrating to this world for a few days, he had met many friends who could accompany him for life.
"I'm sorry, my dad has always been like that. I apologize to you on his behalf. I'll leave in a moment." Liu Xinyu said apologetically.
"What are you talking about, your father is your father, and you are you."
"You probably won't have freedom when you go back this time. I'll go back with you in a couple of days. Your dad wants to see me right? I'll go." Yan Dongxu comforted.
"You still want to see my father?" Liu Xinyu was very surprised.
"Of course I have to see him. Your dad ridiculed me in front of so many people, I have to go see what your dad looks like." Yan Dongxu said mischievously, leaning on the sofa.
"Don't listen to his nonsense. It's afternoon now. Try to say you want to leave tomorrow morning? He definitely won't stop you." Zhao Qingqing had long seen through everything.
"Don't talk nonsense, am I that kind of person?" Yan Dongxu glared at Zhao Qingqing.
Liu Xinyu was apprehensive, afraid of what might happen when Yan Dongxu met her father.
But Yan Dongxu was right. If she really went back, she would probably lose her freedom.
Especially now that her reputation was not very good, her father might not know how to vent his anger.
In the afternoon, Uncle De suggested that everyone sit cross-legged and practice breath adjustment.
The few sat cross-legged on the balcony, facing the fiery sunset, their hearts unusually tranquil.
As Yan Dongxu inhaled and exhaled, he gradually entered concentration.
His soul seemed to leave his body, once again entering that mysterious distorted space.
Only this time, he seemed to have come to a beehive, with dense holes in space-time dazzling his eyes.
"This is..."
He was shocked. Through the holes in space-time he saw bedrooms, one after another.
Judging from the decorations inside, they should be girls' bedrooms.
What on earth was this place...
He looked through dozens of space-time holes and found that every one was a girl's bedroom.
"That's..."
He noticed a strong spatial force constantly jumping on the space-time holes.
After observing for a while, the speed of the spatial force jumping became slower and slower.
A bold idea came to his mind.
Could this be the reason why a girl is teleported onto his bed every morning?
He kept watching, not knowing how long had passed.
He saw girls appear in the bedrooms in the space-time holes, most of whom had just gotten off work and returned home.
Everyone was busy with their own things, watching TV shows, eating snacks, studying, skin care...doing all kinds of things.
Yan Dongxu felt as if he was the master, inhabiting four-dimensional space-time, and could observe everything about everyone.
This feeling was amazing.
He kept waiting, and found that the sky had brightened in all the space-time holes, and the girls had gotten up and started their busy day.
Yan Dongxu gradually awoke from his concentration.
He was still sitting cross-legged on the balcony.
Only the time had changed from sunset to sunrise.
He looked around and found no stranger beauty had teleported in.
Beside him was only Uncle De and Zhao Qingqing, who had eye bags from staying up all night with a blanket wrapped around her.
"You're awake?" Zhao Qingqing asked worriedly.
"Yeah, awake." Yan Dongxu replied plainly.
"Are you...okay? Uncle De said you were concentrating, and told us not to disturb you."
Zhao Qingqing leaned over to look him up and down.
"I'm fine, feeling great. It feels like I just had a dream." Yan Dongxu answered.
He gave Uncle De a grateful look. If not for Uncle De's presence, his concentration would probably have been disturbed again.
Fortunately, Uncle De was experienced and could tell his state at a glance.
"No way, if I hadn't seen with my own eyes that you sat motionless all night, I wouldn't believe there's such a thing as concentration."
Zhao Qingqing was amazed, like a curious baby.
"You kept me company all night?" Yan Dongxu asked in surprise.
"Uh, no...not at all. Why would I keep you company? I just didn't want you to die, so I checked on you from time to time."
Zhao Qingqing's mouth was harder than a dead duck's.
Yan Dongxu understood completely. He got up and gave Zhao Qingqing a hug.
"Thank you, go get some rest."
"Humph! At least you have some conscience." Zhao Qingqing snorted and turned to go inside.
But after taking a few steps, she turned back again.
"Wait, what time is it now? How come there's no beauty teleported in beside you this morning?"
Zhao Qingqing was as startled as if she had seen a ghost.
Yan Dongxu didn't know how to explain to her, because he wasn't sure if this situation was due to him absorbing the spatial force above the spatial hive while concentrating.
"I don't know either. Maybe because I didn't sleep in bed last night?" Yan Dongxu explained.
"Hmm? You're right, that is a possibility!"
Zhao Qingqing seemed to have discovered a bug and suddenly became interested.
"You're not allowed to sleep in bed tonight either. Let me see if a beauty will still teleport in tomorrow morning."
Yan Dongxu put his hands on Zhao Qingqing's shoulders, turned her around, and pushed her shoulders to send her to the bedroom.
"Stop analyzing me, go get some sleep. Take a nap first, I'll make breakfast and bring it to your room. Eat and then continue sleeping."
After arranging things clearly for Zhao Qingqing, he went with Uncle De to the kitchen to make breakfast.
"How did the concentration feel?" Uncle De asked.
"My abilities improved a lot." Yan Dongxu said directly. He had nothing to hide from Uncle De.
"By the way, Uncle De, is there a way to enter a concentrated state every day?"
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