The master bedroom.
Chen Yusheng had already put on her black sheer stockings, paired with a tiny camisole top.
The fabric felt smooth to the touch.
She had bought this set from an expensive lingerie shop on campus after Su Bai sent her 100,000 yuan as living expenses. Many female students had complained about the shop's prices.
But complaints aside, business was still booming.
After all, finding the right lingerie was often tricky—styles varied so much from person to person.
That shop at Jiangcheng University had an extensive selection.
So despite the high prices, customers kept coming.
Among their peers, truly wealthy students were rare, but plenty came from comfortable backgrounds.
Chen Yusheng, however, had surpassed "comfortable" long ago.
She’d leveled up entirely.
Yet material upgrades couldn’t solve every little limitation.
Like right now.
She’d just had a nourishing meal, so logically, tonight should’ve been…
...
"Deal! I’m off to shower—yahoo!"
Su Bai yelped as he flung off his clothes and dashed into the bathroom.
Honestly, when Su Bai embraced his goofy side, he really did resemble a giant white goose.
Ridiculously funny.
Chen Yusheng loved this unguarded version of him—it felt genuine, effortless to be around.
"Effortlessness" was a crucial factor in relationships. Some picture-perfect couples would suddenly break up out of nowhere, precisely because their dynamic was fundamentally draining.
Their affection might’ve been performative courtesy or just habitual behavior.
If being alone together felt like a chore, the relationship was doomed.
But for Chen Yusheng, being with Su Bai—especially during intimate moments—was like a mental cleanse, a soothing balm for her soul.
To put it simply, Su Bai was her rare anchor.
The string of zeros on his bank statement? Pure, explosive security.
More than one classmate had discussed the "love vs. practicality" dilemma with Chen Yusheng.
Why her?
Because she was academically brilliant, a coding prodigy. Many girls believed Chen Yusheng could afford to chase love—if her chosen man lacked money, she could always be the breadwinner.
Now, Chen Yusheng had arrived at a higher-tier answer.
Why choose? She’d take both love and financial security.
Soon.
Su Bai finished his shower.
He pulled Chen Yusheng into his arms, studying her face intently.
The lakeside villa was furnished with high-end European furniture, its lighting meticulously designed—soft, romantic glows accentuated Chen Yusheng’s naturally striking, cool beauty. Yet her eyes shimmered with tenderness.
They instinctively slowed their pace, syncing effortlessly.
But unlike the dreaded "middle-aged couple peck = three nights of nightmares" trope, this never felt stale or forced.
"Hey, silly goose, you’re so good to me."
"How so?"
"Back at the hospital, I once ran into this creep—a middle-aged guy who ‘offered to help’... with conditions. Obviously, I shut him down hard. But it did teach me the going rate for selling myself."
"Bet you’d fetch a high price. You’re incredible." Su Bai admitted shamelessly, utterly obsessed with her legs.
Slender yet curvaceous—a near-impossible combo for a girl her age.
Hard to imagine how lethal those legs would become in another two or three years.
"High price? Please. I’ve checked the sugar daddy market—best offer was maybe 20-30k a month. You? You’re in a whole different league!"
Chen Yusheng squirmed playfully, nuzzling Su Bai’s chest like an overexcited puppy.
...
Chen Yusheng drifted into baby-deep sleep!
Su Bai didn’t disturb her, carefully peeling off her stockings so she’d rest more comfortably.
He headed downstairs for an icy Coke!
First floor.
The Wan Sisters were still awake, grinding on a project.
As everyone knew, the lakeside villa came with a maid team for guest services.
Had Su Bai visited alone—without bringing a girl—the services might’ve included… extracurricular activities.
Not that he minded missing out. These maids were mid-tier at best.
Once you’d tasted excellence, standards naturally rose.
The maids also offered legitimate services, like beauty treatments for female guests. Basic packages were included in the room rate—no reason not to indulge.
For the Wan Sisters, this spa-like pampering was a rare luxury.
Given their background, beauty salons were previously the domain of wealthy housewives.
Meanwhile, well-off girls these days got subtle cosmetic procedures during post-graduation summer breaks.
Proof that beauty, too, followed class divisions—unless you won the genetic lottery.
Rich folks relied on tech; poor folks prayed for mutations.
Su Bai? He cheated with hacks.
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
] [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!"
