Wine, in traditional Western dining, is actually quite particular when it comes to flavor selection. It should complement the day's meal, even the climate and weather during the dining experience.
As autumn approaches, and with this being an outdoor barbecue, the choice of "Screaming Eagle" is quite fitting. Li Shuang thought Su Bai had good taste.
In reality, however, Su Bai had simply opened the system's auxiliary information, read through the detailed reviews of several wines, and picked this one.
"So, what do you say? Want to try some too?"
"Hmm, I haven't really drunk much before."
"Well, why not give it a try today? I’m here with you, so there’s no need to worry about safety."
"True."
Many girls who’ve never had alcohol before are often very cautious—what if they get drunk? Could someone take advantage of them?
Especially when out and about, any girl with decent upbringing would be mindful of this.
Chen Yusheng was lucky—her first time drinking was by Su Bai’s side.
And in such a romantic setting: the lake smooth as a mirror, reflecting the evening sunset, with a lawn and a grand villa behind them...
In front of them, beef sizzled on the grill, and under Su Bai’s guidance, she had sprinkled on plenty of chili flakes.
"Alright, I’ll give it a try!"
Chen Yusheng’s eyes sparkled as she eagerly took the wine glass and took a small sip.
"It’s delicious~"
"Right? I had a feeling you’d like red wine. Our tastes are pretty similar, after all," Su Bai said cheerfully.
"No, they’re not."
"How so?"
"I like strong, bold flavors—I’m very consistent. You like all kinds of flavors, you playboy!"
"Fine, fine, I’m a playboy. Not just in my head, but in my... well, you get the idea."
"Hehe~"
Su Bai teased as he clinked glasses with Chen Yusheng, savoring this rare moment of earthly delight.
Li Shuang, the butler, watched from the side, filled with envy.
She wasn’t just envious of Chen Yusheng—she also envied Su Bai for having such a wonderful girl by his side.
Having worked at Tianrong·Manju Hotel in Jiangcheng for so long, Li Shuang had seen plenty of wealthy men and the endless parade of female companions they brought along.
Honestly, most of these women carried an unmistakable air of worldliness.
No matter how hard they tried to act refined and innocent, it was useless—a person’s aura comes from within.
Without substance, no amount of pretense works.
They might fool inexperienced young men, but any man with even a little experience with women would quickly lose interest in such superficial types.
In contrast, Chen Yusheng’s scholarly grace and pure aura were impossible to hide.
A good girl, indeed.
The others around Su Bai, though different in style, were also far from the usual worldly types.
Ah, as expected, Su Bai had great wisdom.
He knew who was worth cherishing.
...
"Academic genius Chen, my sister and I would like to toast you—wishing you and Su Bai a lifetime of happiness~"
After everyone had enjoyed some wine and skewers, the sky had fully darkened.
By now, Wan Xinyan’s adorable, slightly chubby cheeks were already flushed.
Giggling, she raised her second glass to toast Su Bai and Chen Yusheng.
Chen Yusheng’s eyes briefly locked with hers.
From Wan Xinyan’s submissive gaze, she read the key message.
This toast was an act of surrender—a signal that she was stepping back and yielding her place.
Hmm, typical Wan Xinyan!
Chen Yusheng usually disliked girls who were too calculating, but the Wan sisters were an exception because they were upfront about their intentions—"unapologetically bold," so to speak.
"Thank you. And I wish your friendship with Su Bai... brother, a long and lasting one."
As she spoke, Chen Yusheng glanced sideways at Su Bai, her tone slightly sarcastic but mostly dripping with her signature charm.
Su Bai found it amusing and kissed her near the earlobe, wrapping an arm around her slender waist as he raised his glass.
The four clinked glasses!
"Wait, Yueyue, I thought you couldn’t drink?"
Su Bai was about to down his glass when he suddenly realized something was off.
Wan Xinyue declared solemnly, "Yes, but I want to show my sincerity to Su Bai brother and Yusheng sister!"
With that, she downed the wine in one go.
Then, swaying unsteadily, she nearly collapsed onto the grass—thankfully, Su Bai caught her just in time.
"Your sister’s alcohol tolerance is really something else..." Su Bai said, both amused and exasperated.
Keep in mind, when drinking red wine, the glass is only filled a quarter of the way at most—it’s about elegance, not the full-pour habit of drinking spirits.
Yet even that small amount was enough to knock Wan Xinyue out cold.
Truly a lightweight—perfect for being Su Bai’s personal chauffeur!
"Big Goose, could you take her back to her room first? I’ll stay out here and have some more skewers," Chen Yusheng said.
There was an inexplicable air of regal authority in her tone...
Su Bai understood her hint and nodded. "Sure, Yusheng, enjoy yourself for a bit. I’ll be back soon?"
How soon, exactly?
Hard to say—it depended on what "services" Wan Xinyan planned to offer in the meantime.
The three disappeared into the villa’s entrance.
"Jiang Qiuran, come here. I have something to say to you."
"Me? Oh, okay, sure..."
Being suddenly called out by Chen Yusheng caught Jiang Qiuran off guard.
Standing before her, the height difference was intimidating—Chen Yusheng was 173 cm, while Jiang Qiuran barely cleared 160 cm.
The pressure of the "main wife"!
After a brief pause, Chen Yusheng spoke coolly:
"I don’t mind you getting along with Su Bai. After all, you’ve been old friends for years, and I can see he enjoys teasing you."
"Mm-hmm, I’ll do my best to keep everyone happy!"
Jiang Qiuran’s submissive demeanor pleased Chen Yusheng.
She clearly knew the rules—treating Chen Yusheng with the same deference as Su Bai.
In other words, acknowledging her as the "main wife."
Chen Yusheng nodded and added a warning:
"But be careful—don’t upset Su Bai’s mood or disrupt our normal lives, got it?"
"Understood, I’ll be mindful."
Jiang Qiuran eagerly picked up a freshly grilled skewer and handed it to Chen Yusheng with both hands.
"Thank you, Yusheng sister, for allowing me to stay by Su Bai’s side~"
Just saying those words excited Jiang Qiuran again.
It made Chen Yusheng blush a little.
Good thing this was a private lakeside villa—if this had happened at school, their classmates would’ve spun it into a full-blown palace drama.
...
Inside the villa, in a guest room on the third floor.
Though called a guest room, it was spacious, furnished with high-end international brands—including a king-sized bed.
In fact, the entire villa, inside and out, was designed to meet ultra-luxury standards.
Ensuring that the most expensive accommodation in this resort lived up to its price tag.
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!
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?!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
