This scene.
It gave Lin Yu an uncomfortable feeling.
"Ying'er, give the money back to Xiaofu!"
"What's the meaning of this? Were the two of you betting on me?"
Mo Shangying's smile widened as she replied:
"Hehehe, as expected of my shifu."
"Xiaofu and I made a bet—that when shifu returned, you'd definitely say..."
"you only agreed to eat with that stinky cat because of me."
Lin Yu: "..."
The girls in this apartment are really hard to fool!
Are they all this sharp?
With Ying'er saying everything first, Lin Yu was left with no dignity at all.
Was the word "pervert" written on his forehead? How could they see through him so easily?
"Ying'er, you better take responsibility for your words."
"I had nothing but good intentions. At the time, I was considering..."
Before Lin Yu could finish, Mo Shangying cut him off:
"Shifu, I get it, I get it."
Lin Yu: "..."
You get nothing!
You clearly don’t believe me at all!
"But shifu, I don’t mind you going on a date with that stinky cat."
"As for bringing your disciple along, at most, I can help remotely as your wingman like today."
"I don’t want to show my face!"
"If I wanted to be seen in public, why would I need you to go in my place in the first place?"
Mo Shangying spoke with an exaggerated look of distress.
As expected.
Even if the cat girl believed Lin Yu was ZerO...
Getting the little hacker to join them for dinner wouldn’t be so easy.
"Ah, but I already said I’d bring my disciple. If you don’t go..."
Lin Yu had planned this in advance, cornering Mo Shangying.
Once the words were out, how could he take them back?
However.
Mo Shangying clapped her hands, analyzing shrewdly:
"Oh, so that’s what shifu’s worried about? Easy fix!"
"Just tell the stinky cat your disciple got sick, got hit by a car, got beaten up, or just straight-up died..."
"Any excuse will do, right?"
Lin Yu: "..."
Damn, she’s ruthless to herself.
Just to avoid showing up, she’d say anything!
It seemed his plan to trick Ying'er into joining the dinner was completely ruined.
Having her as a remote wingman was better than nothing, at least ensuring he wouldn’t slip up.
With the ZerO persona intact, Lin Yu was confident he could create the perfect opportunity to lure the cat girl to the apartment.
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After entering the hotel room.
Before Lin Yu could even take a sip of water, Mo Shangying rushed to say:
"Shifu, Xiaofu, wait here for me."
"To celebrate today’s successful negotiation, I ordered cake, crayfish, mantis shrimp... a whole bunch of food!"
"It’s at the shop across the street—I’ll go pick it up."
The whirlwind of a girl didn’t even wait for their response.
She excitedly bounced toward the elevator.
Lin Yu stood at the doorway, pretending to complain:
"Hey! Ying'er, what kind of arrangement is this?"
"You’re leaving the two of us alone in a hotel room? That’s not right..."
Click!
While calling out, Lin Yu casually shut the door.
At the same time, he took two deep breaths, steadying his expression.
Must not look too perverted!
Behind him, Ye Mengfu: "..."
Oh no.
That familiar feeling is back.
As Lin Yu turned to face her, Ye Mengfu instinctively wanted to pull up the hood of her cherry-pink sweatshirt.
Her hand hovered, then dropped.
In the end, she didn’t do it.
After a moment’s thought, she hurried to the TV stand and picked up a drawing board, holding it up for Lin Yu to see.
Lin Yu: "???"
This again?
The board displayed another illustration of a rabbit holding a sign.
This time, the sign read: You worked hard.
Compared to Mo Shangying’s fiery enthusiasm, Ye Mengfu’s "hardworking rabbit" was like a gentle stream—
soothing and sweet, flowing straight into the heart.
Lin Yu waved it off warmly:
"Not hard at all. A promise is a promise."
"Though this room’s setup is weird—only one chair?"
"Who sits and who doesn’t?"
"How about... we both sit on the bed and chat?"
Hearing this, Ye Mengfu’s legs trembled slightly.
Every time Lin Yu spoke, she got a strange feeling.
Yet if she didn’t overanalyze it...
on the surface, his words sounded perfectly reasonable, with no obvious issues.
She’d already misunderstood him once before.
She couldn’t let that happen again.
Lin Yu took the lead toward the bed, his mind already racing with mischievous thoughts.
But when he reached it, he froze—
The bed was covered with a disposable bedsheet!
Lin Yu turned back in surprise: "You prepared this?"
Ye Mengfu nodded and flipped to the next page of the drawing board.
This time, the rabbit was diligently spreading out a bedsheet labeled Clean.
She’d clearly anticipated his question.
What a treasure of a girl...
She took even his offhand jokes so seriously.
If only more girls were like this—quiet but thoughtful—life would be perfect.
"Xiaofu, thank you. I appreciate you remembering my habits. Come, sit."
Lin Yu gestured to the bed, politely making space.
However.
Ye Mengfu remained standing, her eyes expectantly fixed on the bed.
Lin Yu followed her gaze and noticed—
a gift box tied with a ribbon, placed neatly on the mattress.
Ye Mengfu didn’t move, as if waiting for him to discover it.
[Ding!]
[Masterful move—the Joy Sect’s Talisman Master voluntarily presents a gift to the host!]
[Reward: 20 Spirit Stones.]
"For... me?" Lin Yu pointed at himself.
Ye Mengfu flipped to another page:
The drawing was split into two panels.
Left: A little boy sticking a bandage on a bunny’s shoulder.
Right: The bunny handing a gift box to the boy.
It really was a gift for him!
"Tsk..."
Lin Yu sucked in a sharp breath.
Don’t do this to him.
This was too much to handle.
What a sweet girl...
How could he keep having impure thoughts about her?
Among the apartment’s many petite girls, she was the rare one with long legs.
And today, she was wearing her sweatshirt like a dress—
Just look at those legs.
Straighter than his moral compass!
"Listen, Xiaofu, don’t be too nice to me..."
Lin Yu muttered, but his hands obediently picked up the gift box.
Ye Mengfu clutched the drawing board nervously, watching his expression.
Ever since returning from Lin Yu’s room last night,
she’d spent over an hour researching—
just to decide what to give him in return.
Even if she didn’t know whether he’d like her gift...
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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?!
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!
