Xia Yiwei picked up her phone and took a glance.
Seeing the caller ID, she immediately chose to hang up.
Lin Yu just glanced from the side, but he accurately caught the name on the screen.
Xia Xiashan!
Sister Curator would also be attending today's family dinner.
Calling at this time, it was highly likely she wanted to ask how they were getting to the destination.
Having finally grabbed onto a lifeline.
Lin Yu couldn't just let it go so easily.
"Why didn't you answer it?"
Lin Yu asked hurriedly.
Xia Yiwei, however, appeared extremely calm. She glanced at her phone and said without thinking:
"Spam call, selling insurance!"
Lin Yu: "Your sister sells insurance?"
Xia Yiwei: "Little Master, how is your eyesight so good?"
Lin Yu: "Weiwei, how are you so good at lying?"
Xia Yiwei: "Hehehe, calling this early in the morning, my sister definitely doesn't have anything good to say. I'm not answering."
"Spinning a few times~ becoming our deep fingerprints~"
Before Xia Yiwei could say more.
Lin Yu's phone started ringing as well.
Xia Yiwei dared to hang up her own phone, but she didn't dare to snatch Lin Yu's phone and hang it up.
The two didn't even need to exchange words to know who was calling.
Lin Yu took two steps back, putting some distance between himself and Xia Yiwei, before safely answering the call.
"Sister Shanshan, good morning."
Lin Yu greeted politely.
Xia Xiashan's irritated voice came straight through the phone:
"Good morning, Lin Yu."
"Weiwei is probably with you, right?"
"She deliberately ignored my call, didn't she?"
Lin Yu didn't answer directly. Instead, he gave a few seconds of a knowing pause, letting Xia Xiashan figure it out herself.
As such.
Xia Xiashan naturally understood what it meant.
She continued on the phone:
"Good, very good."
"I'll teach her a lesson myself later!"
"Lin Yu, I'm right at the entrance of your neighborhood."
"If you guys are ready, come out and find me anytime."
"Tell that damn girl who won't answer her phone not to ride her motorcycle. Her leg injury hasn't fully healed yet."
"I'll drive you guys there, please!"
Xia Xiashan had a sharp tongue, but when it came down to it, she still revealed her care for her younger sister.
Lin Yu was naturally very happy to have Xia Xiashan as their driver.
It was much better than enduring the wind all the way there.
"Don't worry, Sister Shanshan, I'll pass on the message."
"We've already left the house and are heading over to find you now."
Although Xia Yiwei couldn't hear what her sister was saying, it wasn't hard to judge the current situation from Lin Yu's tone.
There was nothing she could do.
Xia Yiwei didn't dare to contradict anything Lin Yu decided.
She was still counting on Lin Yu to step in and help her solve her troublesome problem today!
Once Lin Yu hung up the phone, Xia Yiwei took the initiative to walk up to him.
"My sister is really something else!"
"Your role today is my boyfriend, not hers. Why is she being so proactive?"
After saying that.
She puffed up her cheeks and walked ahead, looking as if she was ready to argue with Xia Xiashan.
Lin Yu was quite content, following behind Xia Yiwei.
It seemed.
Today was destined not to be an ordinary day.
...
Before long.
Inside the car heading to the Xia family home.
Xia Yiwei: "I'll say it one more time, the two of us are just acting, so please cooperate properly, okay?"
Xia Xiashan: "Stop speaking gibberish to me, don't you know what country we're in? Of course I know you're acting, what normal person would ever fall for you?"
Xia Yiwei: "I say, Xia Xiashan, does it physically hurt you if you don't insult me? Besides running your mouth, what else can you do?"
Xia Xiashan: "Didn't I hit you enough just now?"
Xia Yiwei: "Besides getting physical, what else can you do?"
...
Lin Yu: "..."
In the past, he only knew that the nurse sister had a sharp tongue and could really talk.
When interacting with Sister Curator, he just felt she was ruthless but didn't speak much.
He never expected.
That the two sisters, sitting in the driver and passenger seats, could actually create such an inexplicable chemical reaction?
Lin Yu sat alone in the back seat. There were a few times he really wanted to interject to ease the atmosphere.
It wasn't that he didn't want to speak!
It was that he truly couldn't get a single word in!
The two of them fired words back and forth so fast that there wasn't even a proper pause to breathe.
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
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?"
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?"
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...
