Maomao's eyes widened into perfect circles: "!!!"
Was there anything Ying'er dared not say?
How could she possibly mean *that*?
"No way, Ying'er, that's just absurd."
Maomao waved her hands frantically as she spoke.
Ying'er shrugged her shoulders and said innocently, "Am I the one being absurd, or is your name tag?"
"Maomao, I've noticed something... off about you~"
Maomao was rendered speechless: "..."
Not far away, Lin Yu took in every word of their private chat.
*Maomao, oh Maomao.*
*You really should talk less with Ying'er!*
*You'll never win an argument against her. Careful you don't get talked into a corner and expose your true feelings.*
That little lass Ying'er really had sharp intuition.
Everyone else thought everything was fine and was just having fun.
Only Ying'er could pinpoint exactly what was amiss.
Perhaps Auntie Ruxue had noticed too, but given her status, she couldn't exactly say it out loud.
*Whatever.*
Today was Lin Yu's show, and naturally, he had to make full use of his home-court advantage!
...
After finishing their meal of noodles, Ying'er suggested that everyone play games together again.
She had already polled everyone about this suggestion at the dinner table.
For those passionate about gaming, having someone to play with was an immense spiritual pleasure.
But besides the gamers, there were also those present who were passionate about... food!
"Let me go, please, really let me go~"
"Little Lin, I promise I'll coordinate perfectly with you. I definitely won't ruin your big cake!"
"If you don't agree, I won't buy anything at the cake shop, and I won't eat anything either."
Chi Qingchi held up three fingers toward Lin Yu, making promise after promise.
Beside Little Chi stood Xiang Tiange, who had just arrived and joined them for the noodles.
Xiang Tiange was fiddling with the "Lover" name tag she had received, trying to find the right angle to pin it on.
Auntie Qimeng had ordered the cake in advance.
Since she was focusing on preparing everyone's dinner, Lin Yu had volunteered to take a taxi to pick it up.
A three-tier cake was quite tall, and taking a taxi risked damaging it.
Xia Yiwei had specifically called her sister, Xia Xiashan, who would be responsible for meeting Lin Yu at the cake shop.
Then, the two of them would drive back to the apartment together.
Picking up a cake wasn't a hassle at all, nor was it a physically demanding task requiring a group effort.
Yet, from the moment she found out Lin Yu was going alone, Little Chi had been pestering him.
She used every trick in the book to fight for the chance to go to the cake shop with him.
Lin Yu was quite puzzled.
Was this some kind of plum assignment?
Or did Little Chi harbor some ulterior motive?
"Little Chi, for you foodies..."
"Is the process of personally acquiring the food more enjoyable than actually eating it?"
Lin Yu tentatively asked.
Little Chi nodded rapidly, agreeing with Lin Yu's theory.
Beside them, Xiang Tiange heard Lin Yu's analysis and couldn't help but give a thumbs-up.
Spot on!
Lin Yu made an "OK" gesture.
"Understood. Let's go together then; we can chat on the way."
"Tiange, you come with the two of us."
[Ding!]
[Stellar Move: The Saint's special consideration for the Joyous Sect's Neon Raiment Envoy has warmed her heart!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
Lin Yu secretly patted himself on the back.
Xiang Tiange's intuition was indeed sharp.
Taking one person along was the same as taking two.
Since he was bringing someone anyway, what was the harm in one more?
It wasn't as if the Curator sister's car didn't have enough seats.
Apart from him and Little Chi, Xiang Tiange didn't know anyone else at the venue.
She had only briefly exchanged words with Shen Buyao.
If both Lin Yu and Chi Qingchi left the apartment, leaving her behind all alone, she would inevitably feel uncomfortable and awkward.
If he was taking Little Chi out, he absolutely had to bring Xiang Tiange along.
As the three of them walked out of the lobby entrance, they bumped right into Elder Chi, who had just returned from outside.
Lin Yu thought to himself, *Disaster!*
Of all times, they had to run into Elder Chi now.
Would she still let Little Chi tag along so easily?
To his surprise...
Little Chi ran up to Elder Chi on her own initiative, took her arm, and said, "Sister, I'm going out with Little Lin to pick up a cake. We'll be back really soon!"
"Pretty please? I promise I won't buy random things~"
Lin Yu: "..."
Elder Chi was not that easygoing of a person.
Trying to slip past under her nose?
That was imposs—
Elder Chi: "Alright, be quick about it. Remember your promise: no reckless spending."
Little Chi: "I'll keep it in mind! Hehe, Sister, I'm off then~"
Lin Yu: "???"
That... that was it?
Obtaining this "hall pass" seemed a little *too* easy, didn't it?
What was up with Elder Chi today?
Even if it was Lin Yu's birthday, she didn't need to give her sister that much leeway!
As Lin Yu, Little Chi, and Xiang Tiange walked out the lobby doors, he couldn't resist glancing back.
*Whoosh~*
*Whoosh~*
*Whoosh~*
"..."
In a split second, at least three girls, including Elder Chi, were watching him leave.
Seeing Lin Yu look back, they all averted their gazes one by one.
Something was wrong. Something was very wrong!
This sensation of being watched from behind...
It reminded Lin Yu of *The Truman Show*!
When you observe the world, the world appears as it is before your eyes.
But when you aren't observing, who knows what everyone is doing behind your back?
From this, Lin Yu formed a bold hypothesis...
The girls in the apartment were collectively keeping something from him!
Following this train of thought, all the anomalies seemed to make sense.
First, how could the ever-responsible Auntie Qimeng "not have time" to pick up Lin Yu's birthday cake?
Then, when Lin Yu, the "birthday boy," offered to get it himself, everyone seemed to suffer instant amnesia, forgetting his status, and no one stepped up to insist on helping!
Secondly, Elder Chi's reaction to Little Chi's willful request just now was far too calm—completely unlike her usual self.
Unless she already knew that her sister would definitely be going out with Lin Yu.
The scene just now was merely a performance!
Finally, since the cake needed to be driven back, Shen Buyao, who was always confident in her driving skills, didn't offer to drive...
Oh wait, her car seemed to be at the repair shop.
Regardless.
The fellow sect members in the apartment seemed to be conspiring to set up a grand scheme!
And Little Chi beside him...
Was the most suitable informant chosen by everyone!
*Good, very good.*
Trying to pull a prank, were they?
Then he would let everyone find out just how tragic the consequences were when a "mole" was exposed.
...
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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?"
nce】【Lighthearted Comedy】【Ultimate Gentleman's Novel】【Viewer Discretion Advised for Under 16】 The mightiest human hero, Sharen Morian, is resurrected after a thousand years by his wife—the Demon King. This is not your typical hero-vs-demon-king tale.
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...
