Liu Yuanyuan's friend had been sipping coffee and scrolling through her phone the whole time, barely engaging in her conversation with Su Bai.
After a while, when Su Bai became fully absorbed in his work, she lowered her voice and excitedly said to Liu Yuanyuan, "A guy you know? He's so handsome!"
"Oh, he's my boyfriend's roommate."
"Oh—"
That drawn-out "oh" made Liu Yuanyuan blush slightly.
She couldn't help but frown. "What's with that tone? He already has a girlfriend."
"Ah, already taken? What a shame."
Her friend immediately wore a look of disappointment.
Honestly, in college, the guys you're interested in usually turn out to already be in relationships.
Good men are in high demand these days.
Don’t be fooled by female college students acting all worldly-wise, claiming they’re perfectly fine alone and don’t need men.
When they come across a high-quality guy, they fight tooth and nail for him.
People often say one thing and do another—nothing surprising there.
Liu Yuanyuan was both amused and exasperated. "How are you so out of the loop? He’s dating Chen Yusheng."
"Chen Yusheng? Oh, that freshman from the Computer Science department, right? The ethereal-looking one who’s super tall with legs for days."
"Exactly. Su Bai and Chen Yusheng have already made their relationship public—with a pretty... unique announcement post."
"Oh really? I’ve been focusing on studying and getting certifications, so I don’t keep up with campus gossip much." Her friend glanced at Su Bai again. "Hmm, now that you mention it, they do seem like a good match."
A good match...
Liu Yuanyuan was reminded of what Su Bai had said earlier—that she and Xue Tao looked like a couple.
Instantly, she felt irritated.
"This guy must come from money. Look at his clothes—all niche designer brands, super expensive, and the latest releases too. Probably the type who buys fashion without checking the price tag. Ugh, this is exactly the kind of effortlessly cool, handsome guy you’d want to date..."
Even though she knew Su Bai was taken, there was no harm in admiring from afar and indulging in a little fantasy.
A case of "the grapes are sour," so to speak.
What she didn’t realize was that every word she said stabbed right into Liu Yuanyuan’s heart.
[Ding! Self-selected Holding Card activated.]
[The system will assist the host in acquiring a controlling stake in "Shengxi Technology." This operation will take some time—please be patient!]
After all, this was a real-world company with a solid market cap of one billion.
Transferring ownership would naturally take some effort.
But it didn’t matter—the system would handle everything.
Su Bai just had to sit back and enjoy life.
Honestly, the thought of becoming a company owner had him a little excited.
What would it feel like?
Maybe he should flex about it on Zhihu later?
"Thanks for the invite.
Just stepped off the stairs at Yashige’s mountain-view duplex.
Honestly, not much to report—just holding shares, not really involved in operations."
That was the plan, anyway. Su Bai had no intention of actually diving into business—too much work.
It didn’t align with his life goals.
"Alright, I’m heading out." After finishing his coffee, Su Bai packed up his laptop and said goodbye to Liu Yuanyuan.
Basic manners were still important.
As for Liu Yuanyuan’s hints? Su Bai shut them all down without hesitation.
No way he was inviting trouble.
Speaking of trouble...
Zhou Jialu was returning tonight.
He wondered what she’d learned from her short-term butler training.
The specifics didn’t matter much—what counted was her attitude.
And her proactive attitude had Su Bai thoroughly pleased.
...
Jiangcheng Airport.
Zhou Jialu, dressed head-to-toe in luxurious LV, strode gracefully out of the business-class exit.
Her swaying figure exuded pure femininity.
"Feminine charm" was a mysterious thing.
Some girls had flawless features and great figures individually, but when put together, they just didn’t spark any interest.
Zhou Jialu was the opposite—her sultry aura was practically lethal.
Every time she traveled by plane or train, without fail, men would hit on her.
Honestly, it was annoying.
But with her looks, it was unavoidable.
This Mid-Autumn Festival trip, however, Zhou Jialu was surprised—no one approached her.
Weird. She felt even more attractive now that Su Bai had "claimed" her.
While waiting at the baggage carousel, she texted Su Bai about it.
[Jialu: Hey, cutie, any idea why that is?]
[Su Bai: Maybe because you look too expensive now? Like you’d be hard to impress...]
[Jialu: Wow, you’re so smart! That’s totally it!]
[Su Bai: [Goose_ScratchingHead]]
[Su Bai: I’ve noticed something similar lately. Clothes make the man—sometimes the right outfit cuts down on unnecessary interactions.]
[Jialu: Then I’ll dress like a walking jewelry store from now on. Extra gaudy, so no man dares bother me!]
[Su Bai: Great plan. Guess I’ll have to take you shopping again, then.]
[Su Bai: [Goose_Smirk]]
Zhou Jialu giggled at her phone, her face lit up with happiness.
That radiant smile on her usually seductive face added an unexpected layer of charm.
Top-tier beauties always had some surprising contrast.
Here she was, the epitome of allure, grinning like a lovestruck schoolgirl.
What kind of man was lucky enough to be on the receiving end of that adoration?
Liu Chen’ang, also waiting for his luggage, had noticed Zhou Jialu.
In fact, he’d spotted her in business class earlier.
Her head-to-toe designer wear, paired with a six-figure limited-edition bag, was enough to deter most would-be suitors.
But Liu Chen’ang wasn’t "most men."
As a prominent third-generation heir in Jiangcheng, this level of luxury wasn’t unfamiliar to him.
If anything, it piqued his interest further.
He didn’t recognize her, so she probably wasn’t part of his social circle.
New money, maybe?
Could be—he’d spent the last three years at high school in the U.S., so his local connections were rusty.
Her sharp, no-nonsense vibe—likely from her sales background—was a far cry from the gold-diggers high-society guys usually dealt with.
Liu Chen’ang decided to approach her.
Not that he was particularly into women, but she seemed like the perfect "arm candy" for public events.
In short, she’d make him look good.
"Ahem... Excuse me, miss—"
Before he could finish, Zhou Jialu cut in: "Oh! How did you know my husband pre-ordered the new Burberry autumn couture trench coat for me?"
"?"
Wait, what?
Who asked?
Liu Chen’ang was utterly baffled.
Seeing this, Zhou Jialu covered her mouth with a light chuckle and replied calmly, "No to pick-up lines, thanks. I'm married, and we're very happy. Also... well, my husband is way hotter than you."
"??"
Damn, what a brutal preemptive strike!
"My bad, sorry to bother you."
Liu Chen'ang forced an awkward smile before silently backing away.
Earlier, she had shown him the order confirmation on her phone—a private custom piece from Burberry.
From the fabric to the tailoring, everything was top-tier.
The Prorsum runway collection, crafted from rare leather and high-tech custom materials, carried a price tag north of 200,000.
Yes, you read that right—a single trench coat costing over 200 grand.
That’s the world of ultra-luxury for you—where prices defy logic, and some pieces even hit seven figures.
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
