"Rourou, why are you just packing without sorting anything?"
"With so many packages, you expect me to unpack and search through them all by myself while you only handle the easiest part?"
Wu Chuntian glared at Lv Rou, who barely looked like she’d broken a sweat, her tone sharp.
She had been toiling away for hours, her tank top clinging to her back with sweat.
Meanwhile, Lv Rou looked perfectly fresh—not even a strand of her bangs was damp!
Wu Chuntian wasn’t stupid.
She knew exactly which tasks were labor-intensive and which were a breeze.
Hearing the complaint, Lv Rou quickly defended herself:
"I’m not slacking off! Dividing the work makes things faster, doesn’t it?"
"If we both rummaged through everything and then packed it all back, we’d just end up making a mess."
"And you know how Lin Yu is—if anything goes wrong, he’ll throw a fit."
"Who dares to cross him?"
Lv Rou deliberately brought up Lin Yu, hoping to shut Wu Chuntian down.
Ever since their last shopping trip,
Lv Rou had noticed something off about Wu Chuntian.
She was supposed to be on her side,
but lately, her words had been dripping with sarcasm—nothing like the "bestie" attitude from before.
Lv Rou was someone who "kept score."
Once she sensed Wu Chuntian’s shift, she wasn’t about to play nice.
If sisterly affection wasn’t working,
invoking their shared "boss" was the next best move.
Recently, the two had developed an unspoken understanding.
Neither would badmouth Lin Yu in front of the other.
It was as if the moment one said something, the other would immediately snitch.
Once distrust took root, it wasn’t easy to shake.
Wu Chuntian dropped the large bag she was holding and picked up a smaller one instead.
With a pointed look at Lv Rou, she said:
"You’re absolutely right, Rourou. Today, your words are full of wisdom."
"I’ve been sorting through things for ages—now it’s your turn, okay?"
"Of course, I wouldn’t dare provoke Lin Yu. But would you?"
Lv Rou: "!!!"
This was even more blatant than before!
She was outright clapping back now?
After all the times Lv Rou had shared good things with her!
"Fine, absolutely fine."
"Chuntian, let’s just hope we both get our photos and videos back from Lin Yu."
"My photos are just a personal matter, but your video… now that’s a real problem!"
Wu Chuntian: "!!!"
Was that a dig? Or a threat?
After their shopping trip, Lv Rou had privately taken credit in front of Lin Yu,
claiming all the credit for herself.
She knew full well that Lin Yu was emotionally unstable, with no parents around,
yet the moment he showed even a hint of "financial charm," she started cozying up to him.
Sure, she was mature for her age—but this was next-level shameless!
Might as well throw her pants away and just climb into Lin Yu’s lap!
"Rourou, I’d advise you to drop those delusions of yours."
"My video might be troublesome, but it’s just my own business."
"Your photos, if I recall, were a two-person affair, weren’t they?"
"Seems like guys these days care a lot about… that kind of experience."
Lv Rou had been subtle with her jabs,
but Wu Chuntian went straight for the throat.
Slap!
Lv Rou’s face flushed red as she hurled a disposable towel to the ground.
"Wu Chuntian, what the hell is your problem?"
"Have you had it out for me all along? Can’t you even talk like a normal person?"
Wu Chuntian, unfazed, tossed a bundle of small bags aside and squared up.
"Do I really need to repeat myself?"
"You know exactly what you’ve done."
"And now I’m starting to wonder—did you keep my video on purpose?"
"Just waiting for the right moment to screw me over, huh?"
Their shouting drew the attention of the security guard.
But before he could step in to mediate, a tall figure appeared in front of them.
"Ladies… are you taking your frustrations out on my things?"
Lin Yu had arrived at just the right moment, smiling as he surveyed the chaotic room.
His grin was pleasant, yet somehow sent chills down their spines.
Rustle rustle rustle…
Both girls immediately forgot their argument and scrambled to pick up the discarded items.
Lv Rou: "No, no! We just dropped them by accident!"
Wu Chuntian: "Yeah, yeah! A plastic bag burst and startled us!"
Lin Yu: "Ohhh… is that so?"
Lv Rou: "Yes, exactly what Chuntian said."
Wu Chuntian: "Heh heh heh…"
Lin Yu glanced at the mess on the floor,
then deliberately checked his phone and clicked his tongue.
"Seems like we’re running out of time."
"From the moment I texted you till now, you’ve barely made a dent."
"Maybe I should…"
He left the sentence hanging, his gaze flickering between the two girls.
His expression was unreadable—which only made him more terrifying.
Wu Chuntian wasn’t about to let Lv Rou steal the spotlight again.
She quickly spoke up:
"Half an hour!"
"These things aren’t hard to organize. Just give us another half hour—we’ll finish everything!"
Lv Rou stared at Wu Chuntian in shock: "???"
Half an hour to finish?
Is this idiot out of her mind?
In the first half-hour, they hadn’t even finished a third of the work.
Now she had the nerve to make such a bold claim—
that she could finish the rest in just another half-hour!
What a complete lack of sense.
If she failed, Lin Yu would surely make her regret it!
There was no way Lv Rou would speak up for something so reckless.
Right now, she was eagerly anticipating the moment Lin Yu would tear into Wu Chuntian.
However.
Lin Yu had already noticed Lv Rou’s sly gaze and her deliberate silence.
In fact.
Before the two women even started arguing,
Lin Yu had already arrived on the scene—he just hadn’t made his presence known yet.
And sure enough, staying back had been the right move.
Otherwise, he would’ve missed quite the spectacle.
Now that his two "employees" had learned to redirect their resentment for their "boss" onto each other,
As the boss, Lin Yu naturally…
had to add more fuel to the fire!
"Chuntian, thanks for your hard work. I’ll need one set right away."
"I see one’s already packed up—I’ll just take that one."
"The rest, take your time. No rush."
"Oh, and…"
"That backpack on the table—it’s yours, right?"
"I think you’ve been carrying it since we started school."
"There’s still some money left from last time’s shopping. Go pick out a new one for yourself."
"Price doesn’t matter—just get something decent. Don’t cheap out with some 20-dollar junk!"
Lin Yu spoke warmly while eyeing Wu Chuntian’s worn-out backpack.
Lv Rou: "!!!"
Wu Chuntian: "!!!"
When a "company" rewards its "employee of the month" based on who works the most overtime,
That company’s lights will never turn off before 8 PM.
...
(Extra chapter delivered—back to the grind tomorrow. Goodnight, everyone!)
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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!
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.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
