Chen Yusheng Has a Cold Constitution and Is Suitable for Taking Hot Baths

The facts proved that talent could indeed be overwhelmingly dominant.

Chen Yusheng didn’t have the cunning of the Wan sisters, nor did she possess Jiang Qiuran’s makeup skills and tactics.

She even picked her swimwear at random.

And yet, she was the one who captured Su Bai’s heart.

One could only say she was truly the right choice for a girlfriend.

Wan Xinyan watched it all, and honestly, she was a little jealous. But she quickly composed herself and adjusted her emotions.

Ah well, losing to Chen Yusheng is only natural.

She never expected to hold such a high place in Su Bai’s eyes anyway.

Instead, she quietly led her sister away from the pool and into the villa for a tour.

No point disturbing Su Bai and Chen Yusheng’s sweet moment.

After holding Chen Yusheng for a while, Su Bai finally noticed the Wan sisters had slipped away.

Patting Chen Yusheng’s back, he asked, “Want to learn how to swim?”

“No,” she shook her head. “I get cold easily. I tried swimming a few times before, and it always left me feeling unwell afterward.”

“Then why did you come out in a swimsuit?”

“If I didn’t wear one, wouldn’t your soul be completely stolen by the other girls in swimsuits?”

Chen Yusheng muttered with a hint of resentment.

Su Bai laughed but didn’t push further. He already knew Chen Yusheng had poor circulation and wasn’t suited for water activities.

For example, she often wore black stockings precisely because her extremities needed extra warmth.

But since she was already in a swimsuit, it might as well serve its purpose.

An idea struck Su Bai. “Let’s go take a bath in the villa’s first-floor bathroom. A hot soak should feel nice—and the tub is huge.”

The moment Chen Yusheng heard “huge tub,” she immediately understood Su Bai’s intentions. She pushed him away slightly, glared for a moment, then playfully bumped her forehead against his chest.

After some more affectionate teasing, she finally agreed to follow him to the bathroom.

“Keep your voice down later,” she warned.

“Why?”

“Do you even have to ask?!”

“Wouldn’t it be better if they heard? Helps you stake your claim.”

“Pervert…”

Though she called him a pervert, once they entered the bathroom and locked the door, Chen Yusheng’s eyes sparkled as she took in the luxurious setup.

Hmm…

Definitely high-end!

Spacious, with thoughtful comfort-oriented designs—soft padding in many places, unlike the usual hard marble surfaces of standard hotel bathrooms.

…

By the time the outdoor barbecue started, Chen Yusheng’s face still carried a faint blush.

Jiang Qiuran’s did too.

And the way she looked at Su Bai was particularly… telling.

Who would’ve thought that while Su Bai was treating her muscle strain, things would take that kind of turn?

So embarrassing!

She wasn’t sure if the Wan sisters had noticed.

Probably not. They don’t seem like they’ve experienced it before, so they wouldn’t recognize the subtle signs.

Jiang Qiuran had tried her best to act normal at the time.

She was starting to realize that Su Bai didn’t take her seriously at all.

Not only was he indifferent to her charms, but he even enjoyed teasing her like when they were kids.

How troublesome. What do I have to do to rebuild our relationship?

Su Bai had said he wanted to see her “sincerity,” but Jiang Qiuran couldn’t figure out what exactly he meant by that.

It dawned on her sadly—she could no longer read Su Bai.

In fact, there had always been many things about him she couldn’t understand.

Like his fondness for obscure, old-school anime with their grainy ‘90s visuals. Or his love for meme videos, something Jiang Qiuran couldn’t grasp the appeal of at all.

But back then, it hadn’t mattered. The old Su Bai wasn’t someone she needed to impress.

Now, he was the target of her pursuit.

Truly, the tables had turned.

Such was the harsh reality of human nature—when you’re broke, no one cares how interesting your soul is.

But when you’re rich enough, pretty girls will fawn over you, asking with starry eyes, Big bro, who’s Xuangou and Diangun?

Ah, well…

And this was the beauty of Chen Yusheng. She and Su Bai had always been a perfect match, money aside. His wealth simply gave them the means to enjoy their relationship without financial worries.

At the moment, Su Bai was editing photos on his phone.

Chen Yusheng leaned over his shoulder, watching as he touched up a handsome poolside selfie.

He was about to send it to Xia.

When booking this lakeside villa, he’d consulted her, and in return, she’d asked for pool photos.

So Su Bai obliged with a few shots.

And damn, the physique enhanced by the system was legit handsome.

Not just for show, either—he looked like someone who could throw down in a fight.

Which he could, given his mastery of military-grade combat techniques.

The moment he sent the photos, Xia Lin replied instantly, spamming drooling emojis.

Chen Yusheng frowned.

“An old cow eyeing tender grass. Shameless.”

“She’s not that old. ‘Three years older, a golden brick.’ She’s four years older than us—round it down, still a golden brick.”

“Three years is the golden brick. She’s overflowed into scrap metal at best.”

“…Fair enough.” Su Bai scratched his head. This was typical Chen Yusheng—always coming up with weird analogies only a top student would use.

Take computer science, for example. Some freshmen were still struggling with advanced math and probability theory, while others were already coding like pros.

Su Bai fell into the former category. He was decent at studying but had limited interest in computers—he’d chosen the major for the paycheck.

Of course, that wasn’t a concern anymore.

Now, his job was to spend money, get cashback, and support Chen Yusheng’s tech startup.

A small contribution to the nation’s technological advancement.

Even their system could do with some positive energy.

Just then, tonight’s dedicated butler, Li Shuang, arrived with several carts.

“Mr. Su, the ingredients are ready. Shall we start setting up the grill now?”

After deciding on the barbecue, Su Bai had instructed Li Shuang to prepare the ingredients.

Vegetables, meatballs, tofu products, and most importantly—premium meats and seafood!

Su Bai had prepaid 20,000 yuan, telling Li Shuang to buy accordingly.

This further cemented Li Shuang’s impression of the young master’s extravagance.

Some companies held team-building events at the villa with barbecues too—hence the full set of equipment on-site.

But usually, it was just a casual affair with a few thousand yuan’s worth of ordinary ingredients, more about the vibe than the food.

Su Bai, however, demanded top-tier ingredients, as if 20,000 was just pocket change for daily expenses.

Li Shuang had gone all out shopping, yet even after splurging on Wagyu beef and king crab, five people couldn’t possibly finish 20,000 yuan’s worth.

So she focused on service instead, thoughtfully bringing staff to help Su Bai set up the grill.

“Sure, you can lend a hand, but I’d like to do most of it myself.”

Su Bai looked eager.

This was like building blocks or assembling models—a hobby ingrained in boys since childhood.

Barbecuing was all about the joy of doing it yourself.

With the help of the villa's dedicated maid team by the lake, it truly felt like being an emperor.

Su Bai got to experience just that.

After tinkering for a while, Su Bai quickly set up the entire barbecue grill.

His hands-on skills were quite impressive.

Only then did he ask Li Shuang, "Your hotel must have a wine cellar, right? I’d like to open a bottle of red wine—any recommendations?"