Amidst the crowd.
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Holy crap?
He even nailed the exact brand and scent of the laundry detergent and fabric softener Aunt Qi Meng uses!
No wonder they say never challenge a professional with your hobby.
This guy’s the real deal—absolutely, undeniably professional!
Elder Chi and Little Chi would never have guessed their cover was blown because of laundry products.
Damn, this "Dog Bro" is something else.
……
After everyone split up to shop,
they finally regrouped in front of the restaurant Little Chi had picked.
The scorching summer heat drew crowds of diners.
Even with the AC blasting, the place felt stuffy.
After some discussion, they decided to push two plastic tables together outside.
With a big fan whirring nearby, the atmosphere was oddly cozy.
Little Chi didn’t dare take charge of ordering for everyone.
Since she wasn’t the one treating today, she’d already given plenty of input on affordable street eats.
For the pricier dishes, it was only right to let the host, Xia Yiwei, decide.
Today, Nurse Weiwei was unusually generous.
She circled nearly all the house specialties—with so many people eating, the spread had to be hearty and satisfying.
"Pop!"
"Pop!"
"…"
Bottle caps of beer and soda flew in unison.
Elder Chi, Little Chi, Ying’er, Little Fu, and Maomao stuck to soda.
When Lin Yu joined the drinking circle—Aunt Qi Meng, Weiwei, and Sister Yaoyao—Little Chi instinctively licked her lips.
"Qi Meng, you’re the matriarch of this household. Before we toast, could you kick things off?"
Xia Yiwei gave a pleading look, urging Chen Qimeng to take the lead.
Even though Xia Yiwei was hosting, letting her start might derail the dinner’s tone.
Having the lady of the house, Chen Qimeng, give the nod was the best call.
Chen Qimeng waved her hands hastily. "Me? I’m not good at this… No, no, Weiwei, today’s your treat…"
Lin Yu: "Aunt Qi Meng, just go for it. We’re all ears!"
Chen Qimeng hesitated, glancing at Lin Yu and then the others.
The girls: "We’re all ears!"
Steeling herself, Chen Qimeng raised her glass:
"Meeting all of you has been such a blessing!"
"Honestly, when everyone moved in, I was going through… a really tough time."
"Thank you for choosing to live here—you helped me through those hard days."
"If I’ve ever fallen short as a host, please forgive me."
"I hope we can keep sharing more… warm, peaceful, beautiful days together."
"Today, we welcome a new member to our family. Let’s all raise our glasses for her…"
"Maomao, if you ever need anything, come to me… or Lin Yu!"
"Ah, I didn’t prepare much, so I’ll stop here. Cheers, everyone!"
Her heartfelt words left the group deeply moved.
The clinking of glasses sounded especially sweet.
The girls: "Welcome, Maomao…"
Maomao: "Thank you, everyone!"
The dinner was held in Maomao’s honor, so the early conversation revolved around her,
helping her blend in and avoid feeling left out.
But Maomao wasn’t much of a talker to begin with,
and her "hacker" identity wasn’t something she could casually drop.
Xia Yiwei had anticipated this and prepared a "talent show" only Maomao could ace:
answering trivia and identifying movie/TV quotes.
Once the group caught on to Maomao’s "special skill," the questions shifted to fun, obscure quotes.
At first,
the challenges were tame.
Lin Yu had worried Ying’er might try to stump her, but she played fair.
Until
the real troublemaker emerged…
Little Chi scrolled through her phone, grinning mischievously before delivering the "ultimate final question":
"Maomao, listen up—'Heartbreak is an indescribable pain. A person’s sorrow belongs to them alone, so my sorrow, you’ll never understand!'"
Maomao’s eyes widened: "???"
A true masterstroke.
She’d never heard this one before!
Xia Yiwei: "Oho, stumped?"
Chen Qimeng: "It sounds familiar, but I can’t place it."
Shen Buyao: "Hah! You knew lines from obscure foreign films, but this one’s got you?"
Mo Shangying: "Oho~ Cat lost her claws?"
Chi Qingshui peeked at her sister’s phone: "…"
After acing every challenge for over ten minutes,
Maomao finally admitted defeat:
"I give up."
Lin Yu clapped, giving Little Chi a thumbs-up:
"Little Chi, you’re ruthless!"
"Where’s that quote even from?"
Little Chi stuck out her tongue and flashed her phone:
"From our dear Brother Yu’s 2009 QQ Space post."
The girls: "PFFT—HAHAHA…"
Maomao: "Uh…"
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Classic.
That cringey, emo vibe was totally his style back then.
Who hadn’t been young and embarrassing?
Who didn’t have regrets?!
Lin Yu snatched Little Chi’s phone.
Little Chi immediately clasped her hands in mock surrender:
"We’re all family here! I just wanted to stump Maomao. Forgive me, Brother Lin? Hehe."
Lin Yu’s face darkened as he checked the post date, wanting to dig through the floor tiles in shame.
Crack!
Crack!
He cracked his knuckles, declaring:
"Well played, Little Chi. You’re something else."
"But did no one tell you? When you have me on QQ…"
"I have you too!!"
With that,
he whipped out his phone, pulled up his long-abandoned QQ Space,
and checked the recent visitor log—Chi Qingchi!
Then…
"This user has restricted access to their profile."
Lin Yu: "???"
Little Chi: "Hehe, too many ugly old photos in there. It’s not just you—don’t sulk!"
The girls: "HAHAHA…"
Mo Shangying jumped in to defend her "dear mentor":
"Little Chi, you sly fox."
"If we’re sharing embarrassing pasts, let’s all play fair!"
"I wanna see Little Chi’s old posts!"
Ye Mengfu: "M-me too…"
Shen Buyao: "Come on, Chi, show ’em!"
The others: "We wanna see! We wanna see!"
Chi Qingshui sighed, glancing at her phone:
"Don’t bully Little Chi…"
Little Chi teared up: "Sis, you’re the best—"
Chi Qingshui: "Little Chi’s first QQ Space post in 2009: 'I’ll defy the heavens if I want to!?'"
Little Chi: "…Or not."
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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?"
