He Jing remained perfectly composed as she casually ended the call.
It was as effortless as hanging up on a telemarketer or spam caller.
Of course she couldn’t answer now!
Before leaving Chen Qimeng’s shop, Lin Yu had made his intentions painfully obvious.
Right now, he was probably still riding the high of their flirtation.
There was no telling how fiercely a guy who’d been pent up for over twenty years might act when provoked.
In the past, Yi Haizhou wouldn’t have thought much of He Jing hanging up a call like this.
Though he couldn’t see the caller ID,
the seed of suspicion had already begun to sprout...
"Jingjing, why didn’t you pick up?" Yi Haizhou probed.
"Tch." He Jing flashed an irritated expression. "It’s just a sales call. Why would I bother?"
"Shouldn’t we be focusing on more important matters right now?"
As she spoke,
she subtly slid her phone to her side,
preparing to mute it discreetly.
But then—
"Ding-ding-dong-dong! Ding-ding-dong-dong!"
Before she could act, the ringtone blared again.
Just as she moved to decline it once more,
a large hand shot out, snatching the phone from her grip.
"Ah—!" He Jing gasped, her composure shattering.
Yi Haizhou shook the phone, his face turning several shades greener.
"L-Little pretty boy Lin Yu?"
"What’s he selling you? Flowers?"
Rubbing her wrist, He Jing stammered,
"I—I just didn’t want you overthinking things!"
Clenching his jaw, Yi Haizhou nodded.
"Right. ‘Overthinking.’"
"Fine. Let’s both listen and see if I’m ‘overthinking’!"
Without giving her a chance to retaliate or manipulate him,
he answered the call and put it on speaker between them.
He Jing wanted to scream.
To curse this rude bastard who’d snatched her phone.
But for now,
she had to swallow her fury.
The call was live.
She couldn’t let her new target—her little cash cow—catch wind of the tension.
"Hey, little handsome, what’s up? Did I leave something at the shop?"
He Jing steadied her voice, leading with a plausible question.
She couldn’t risk letting Lin Yu speak first and drop some bizarre opener.
Controlling the narrative kept the power in her hands.
But Lin Yu’s response bypassed all "leading" entirely.
"Jiejie, if I said you left me behind, would that make me sound childish?"
He Jing: "!!!"
Yi Haizhou: "???"
Back at the shop, Yi Haizhou had harbored doubts.
But he never imagined they’d already reached this level of shameless banter.
Lin Yu’s words were a razor-sharp blade, plunging straight into his heart.
He Jing’s shock mirrored Yi Haizhou’s.
The implication was unmistakable.
If only she hadn’t come to Yi Haizhou today!
Maybe by tonight—no, by this afternoon—
their relationship could’ve deepened a step further.
A perfect opportunity to reel in fresh prey, wasted.
Now, for the sake of her current sugar daddy’s fragile ego,
she couldn’t openly reciprocate Lin Yu’s advances.
At least, not too obviously.
Even a turtle, when cornered, can outrun a damn rabbit.
"Heh, you’re such a charmer, little handsome."
"If I really took you with me, your Auntie Qimeng would skin me alive. We’re close friends."
"Jiejie’s driving right now—traffic’s pretty heavy."
She willed Lin Yu to take the hint.
Hearing about the traffic, he should’ve ended the call.
Once she was free, she could reconnect later.
Instead, Lin Yu doubled down with self-indulgent earnestness.
"Jiejie, it’s my first time… today was my first time..."
He Jing: "???"
Yi Haizhou: "!!!"
That damn pause was driving He Jing insane.
First time what?
They’d barely spent two hours together.
Nothing had happened!
Watching Yi Haizhou’s veins bulge and his eyes redden,
He Jing abandoned strategy and cut in:
"Little handsome, don’t leave sentences half-finished. People might misunderstand."
"Hahaha, don’t joke around, Jing-jie… I didn’t do anything today!"
"Are you talking about spending so much money for the first time?"
By her judgment, Lin Yu shouldn’t have been this skilled at suggestive wordplay.
This "lingering mystery" tactic was her specialty for manipulating men.
Yet here she was, getting outplayed by a college kid—
in front of her current sponsor!
Lin Yu’s voice turned urgent over the line.
"Jiejie, I’m not joking."
"In my whole life, you’re the first person who’d ever eat… eat a meatball I’d already bitten."
He Jing: "!!!"
Yi Haizhou: "..."
Holding back his rage was the last shred of Yi Haizhou’s sanity.
Goddammit—
You two shared a meatball?
You two shared a goddamn meatball?!
After all the money he’d sunk into this woman,
she’s out there cozying up to some stray puppy?!
No amount of sweet-talking would make him believe her now.
He knew exactly how he and He Jing had met—her motives were crystal clear.
Even a doormat has his limits.
No way out?
Then nobody gets out!
Yi Haizhou flung the car door open and stormed to the trunk.
The metallic clanging from inside froze He Jing in terror.
"Heh, it’s—it’s really nothing."
"Jiejie’s got another call coming in. Let’s talk later, little handsome!"
She barely managed the words before hastily hanging up.
Lin Yu’s feelings were the least of her concerns now—
another minute of this, and she might not make it out alive.
As she cracked the passenger door open an inch,
BANG!
Yi Haizhou kicked it shut from outside.
"Ah—!"
The force flung her back against the console.
Gritting her teeth, she prepared to unleash a verbal lashing—
only to look up and see Yi Haizhou wielding a massive wrench,
jabbing it toward the car like a weapon.
"Try stepping out and I’ll end you!"
His roar sent He Jing’s heart hammering.
She repeated inwardly:
Stay calm, He Jing. You can handle this.
He’s just a spineless coward. He won’t actually do anything.
Keep him under control.
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
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?"
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...
