"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!)
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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?!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
