There was no real need to psych herself up.
As a former outstanding employee of a 4S dealership, Zhou Jialu had been to many auto shows before—though always as staff. Her main task had been negotiating with potential buyers, wearing down her vocal cords in the process. Exhausting work.
This time, however, she was accompanying Su Bai to browse and buy cars—likely luxury vehicles most people could never afford in their lifetime. Naturally, her mood was entirely different, with nothing to fear.
That said, Su Bai choosing to take her alone to the auto show touched Zhou Jialu deeply. It proved how much he valued her.
With this in mind, she redoubled her efforts massaging Su Bai’s shoulders.
She didn’t neglect the areas below either—back when she took professional training courses, the instructor had brought a human anatomical model to systematically teach full-body massage techniques.
Almost immediately, Su Bai let out a satisfied groan.
"Not bad, senior. Seems like you’ve got a real talent for this."
"That exaggerated? You’re not just humoring me, are you…?"
"Seriously, they say some people have naturally soft hands but surprising strength—born to give massages, with the potential to become master therapists."
"Well, that’s a relief. At least when I’m old and withered, I’ll still have this skill. Knowing exactly what pleases you means I’ll still be somewhat useful, right?"
There was a self-deprecating edge to Zhou Jialu’s words.
Su Bai didn’t call her out, simply continuing to enjoy the treatment with closed eyes.
For a moment, it almost felt like he’d booked a top-tier technician at a high-end spa.
Truthfully, Su Bai had always been curious about what a beautiful masseuse’s SPA treatment would feel like.
After coming into money, he’d even considered trying it out.
…
Fortunately, Zhou Jialu was an exceptional senior with a knack for learning.
She filled the void in Su Bai’s massage therapist experience.
Though her technique was still a bit unpolished, her natural talent more than compensated—Su Bai was nearly lulled to sleep. From head to toe, every fiber of his being radiated the bliss of released tension.
"Sir, you seem to be enjoying our service. Care to extend the session?"
……
……
The day passed uneventfully.
Su Bai followed his usual routine: attending classes, playing basketball, holding hands with Chen Yusheng.
Come evening, he returned to the hillside duplex to spend time with his senior.
Another round of her dedicated aromatherapy SPA ensued.
Frankly, the wholehearted, enthusiastic service of a beauty was dangerously addictive.
No wonder the newly wealthy flocked to exclusive clubs.
This private service from his senior outclassed any club anyway.
Who knew how many men those club girls’ hands had kneaded before?
After some… amicable negotiations, Su Bai restrained himself and let Zhou Jialu retire for the night.
He decided to game a while before sleeping.
Having splurged on a top-tier PC, he’d stocked up on AAA titles beyond just playing online with Chen Yusheng.
Whenever free, he’d boot one up for appreciation.
Mid-game, a WeChat notification popped up.
From an unexpected contact.
[NoBeef: Su Bai, you going to tomorrow’s auto show?]
Su Bai set down his controller, staring at the message in contemplation.
"NoBeef" was Liu Chen'ang.
The class’s newly arrived rich kid—well, rich girl actually.
She’d taken noticeable interest in him, proactively striking up acquaintance.
Maybe she assumed Su Bai was similarly wealthy, hence the rich-kid solidarity?
Su Bai didn’t mind expanding his affluent social circle—take Director Xia, for instance, an excellent connection.
Sometimes, money alone couldn’t solve minor issues; knowing the right people provided twice the result for half the effort solutions.
Of course, that was a generalization—in reality, sufficient wealth naturally attracted connections…
Case in point: Liu Chen'ang.
[CrispyGoose: Yeah, why? Want to go together?]
[NoBeef: Exactly! I’m heading there too.]
[CrispyGoose: I’ll be with a senior though. Let’s leave it to fate—if we bump into each other, great.]
[CrispyGoose: [Goose_Paddling]]
[NoBeef: …Fine.]
[NoBeef: If any cars catch your eye, I can help vet them. I know my stuff!]
As if to emphasize her confidence, Liu Chen'ang immediately followed up with a buff bodybuilder sticker—probably from some Hong Kong comic.
Come to think of it, this girl really favored these hyper-masculine memes.
Su Bai’s uncharitable theory was that she used them to overcompensate for her overwhelmingly effeminate aura.
Earlier that day, he’d overheard classmates speculating whether "Liu" might be a femboy.
Ironically, her approach was completely backward.
Real tough guys exclusively used anime girl stickers.
Like Su Bai.
Heh.
Since she’d extended an olive branch, he obliged:
[CrispyGoose: Sure, I’ll call if needed. Free for lunch together?]
[NoBeef: OK]
[NoBeef: [Beefcake_Binoculars]]
Over in another Ascott serviced residence tower…
Liu Chen'ang clutched her phone, visibly thrilled.
Su Bai’s refreshingly straightforward attitude delighted her!
Most second/third-gen rich kids had bizarre quirks and pretensions.
Combined with her… unique disposition, mockery often followed.
Attempting friendships with less privileged classmates also felt awkward—the lifestyle gap created invisible barriers.
Not her fault, nor theirs. Human connections were tricky that way.
Shared spending habits bred camaraderie.
From her intel on Su Bai, they should click perfectly.
And if she admitted something privately embarrassing…
She longed to feel his handshake again.
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.
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
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!
