Ye Mengfu stood there in a daze, quite astonished.
Hearing Lin Yu call out her name first, she found it almost hard to believe.
Mo Shangying gave Ye Mengfu a shove from behind, pushing her to the front of the crowd.
"It's only reasonable for Little Fu to get the second piece, heh heh!"
While Ye Mengfu hesitated, Lin Yu had already held the cake out in front of her.
"Th-thank you..."
Ye Mengfu accepted the cake with both hands, her emotions running so high that her hands couldn't stop trembling.
To be ranked right after Auntie Qi Meng—what did that represent? What did that imply?
Even though Lin Yu used the ID card role on her chest to justify it, Ye Mengfu naturally didn't see it that way in her heart.
Ding!
God-tier operation. A small gesture highlighted the Dao Companion's status in the Holy Son's heart, moving the Dao Companion deeply!
Reward: 80 Spirit Stones.
After taking the cake, Ye Mengfu hurriedly retreated back into the crowd.
She was afraid that staying on the spot would make her the center of attention.
Given her personality, she had no desire to be the focal point.
Having grasped the core algorithm of Lin Yu's choices, Mo Shangying asked impatiently, "Heh heh, so who is Little Yu planning to give the third piece to?"
"The Official Empress has already received hers, so the rest aren't going to be easy to distribute."
"There are wives, spouses, ex-girlfriends, lovers, and friends with benefits here, haha!"
Mo Shangying's words indirectly voiced everyone's inner thoughts.
The Official Empress role had no controversy; there was nothing to discuss there.
What came next was the real puzzle!
If you didn't have a strong heart, you really couldn't play this cake distribution game.
And it was all thanks to Maomao!
Only she could come up with a game so wise yet so tormenting.
Who with even a little social experience would dare to play like this?
However.
Since the allocation of the first piece was determined, Lin Yu naturally had a plan for how to distribute the rest.
He didn't state his reason immediately. Instead, he finished cutting the cake.
Deliberately, he cut a smaller slice out of one of the pieces.
"The person receiving the third piece is... The Mother of My Child!"
"Regardless of what identity the rest of you hold, you only represent individuals."
"Senior Sister Tang, however, represents two people!"
Lin Yu spoke with brimming confidence.
He dared to bet that once this reason was stated, absolutely no one on the scene would object.
It even made placing Senior Sister Tang ahead of Little Fu sound perfectly reasonable.
Tang Yimian pointed at herself, walking up to Lin Yu in disbelief.
"Thank you, Junior Brother Yu."
"I thought I would be ranked way at the back. I really lucked out drawing this identity."
"Just now in the game, when I was talking about my personal experience, I didn't tell it very well."
"Actually, the day we climbed Monkey Mountain, I really felt quite uneasy in my heart."
"And then I..."
The moment Tang Yimian opened her mouth, it was like she was giving an award acceptance speech. She began a story that started from the dawn of time.
She was still reviewing the game process, worrying about which details she had missed.
Everyone behaved incredibly graciously; no one rushed her.
They all listened patiently as Tang Yimian continued.
As she spoke, she eventually realized she was talking too much and hurriedly apologized to everyone.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I've been talking to myself for too long and wasting everyone's time."
Lin Yu shook his head and said with a smile, "Senior Sister, turn around and look..."
"Everyone here loves listening to you speak."
Hearing Lin Yu's words, Tang Yimian couldn't help but turn around.
What entered her vision were rows of gentle, smiling faces.
Fang Xinran: Sister Yimian speaks with such charm!
Chi Qingshui: Mmh, Sister Yimian is especially gentle.
Chi Qingshui: Heh heh, sometimes she reminds me of my elementary school teacher.
Shen Jiuyi: There aren't many people left who are willing to talk so much.
Shen Buyao: Little Mian, Big Cow rarely admires anyone, but I super, super admire you too!
Huang Feirong: It's best to apologize less. Hearing Teacher Tang apologize makes me feel like I should apologize too, even though I've graduated.
...
Ding!
God-tier operation. The Holy Son's teaching extends beyond literature, causing the Dao Companion to feel gratitude in her heart!
Reward: 50 Spirit Stones.
Tang Yimian's shoulders rose and fell as her heart filled with a mixture of emotions.
In life, she always felt she had very few friends.
She felt even more strongly that no one would want to be friends with someone who rambled and had no sense of humor.
All these changes seemed to have started from interacting more with Junior Brother Yu.
Tonight's birthday party wasn't just a happy occasion for Junior Brother Yu alone.
...
The fourth piece!
The fourth piece!
The fourth piece!
...
As the cake distribution reached the fourth piece, led by Mo Shangying and Xia Yiwei, the crowd inexplicably started chanting slogans.
It really made it hard for Lin Yu to keep his composure!
It was just handing out cake, wasn't it?
Why was the atmosphere turning into a dating game show?
He was genuinely afraid that after handing out the cake, the room would break into the song You Are My Romeo.
Lin Yu cut a piece of cake topped with a strawberry and personally walked over to...
Chi Qingshui!
Lin Yu: I think people, well, it's better to face oneself honestly...
Chi Qingshui couldn't help but hold her breath: !!!
Ding!
God-tier operation. The Holy Son's firm choice has moved the Dao Companion deeply!
Reward: 80 Spirit Stones.
Lin Yu walked straight toward Chi Qingshui just like that.
It left Chi Qingshui completely unprepared psychologically.
After all, according to the distribution standards based on the ID cards Lin Yu was using, closeness and familial relations played a huge part.
Since The Mother of My Child was ranked near the top, the next ones should surely be identities like wives or the devoted wife who shared his hardships.
Yet, Lin Yu had deliberately bypassed them and chosen her, the White Moonlight?
And he had said something so direct.
Wasn't he worried that the others around them would notice something strange?
For instance, there was a busybody right next to Chi Qingshui!
"Wow!"
"Sister, are you blushing?"
"It's rare to see you blush!"
"Little Lin... didn't seem to say much, did he?"
Chi Qingchi looked at her sister's reaction and immediately leaned in next to Chi Qingshui like she was watching a show.
Chi Qingshui wanted nothing more than to lecture Little Chi first and tell her not to talk nonsense.
But she was worried that overreacting would give people more ideas.
Trust...
She had to trust Lin Yu!
Trust that he definitely wouldn't speak recklessly and that there was definitely more to follow!
On this point, Chi Qingshui and Lin Yu shared a great tacit understanding.
Lin Yu continued speaking seriously:
"I believe everyone has a White Moonlight in their heart."
"Setting aside roles within a family, the influence of a White Moonlight on a person is simply too great."
"No matter how the world or people around you change, she remains consistent, the most beautiful version of herself in your memories!"
As soon as these words came out, the questioning voices in the room vanished.
Chi Qingshui's nervousness disappeared completely, and she accepted the cake with a heart full of excitement.
"Thank you, Student Lin Yu."
"You are the same—always the most beautiful version in my memories."
Seizing the opportunity, Chi Qingshui tried to be bold for once.
...
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?"
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
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...
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
