When pushed to the brink of suppression, people often turn to extremes.
Take Liu Chen'ang, for example.
At her core, she’s a girly girl—bubbly, straightforward, but with a touch of delicate charm most of the time.
Yet, she’s been forced by external pressures to play the role of a man.
The emotions of her true, feminine self have long been stifled, left unfulfilled.
Then, suddenly, she finds someone before her—a trustworthy presence where she can finally unleash her real self.
And from the very first meeting, she’s felt drawn to him.
This instantly unravels years of pent-up feelings for Liu Chen'ang.
“I-if I cry out in pain… you won’t laugh at me, right?”
Liu Chen'ang asked cautiously,
completely unaware of how utterly adorable she looked in that moment.
“Of course I wouldn’t laugh.”
“Then I’ll…”
…
Wait, did Su Bai’s words just have a… suggestive undertone?
Su Bai realized it too—he’d unintentionally said something that could be taken as shamelessly forward.
But as the saying goes:
The same line, coming from an average guy, would be sleazy.
From a tall, rich, and handsome man? It’s just an honest, straightforward advance.
So Su Bai didn’t back down. Instead, he kept massaging Liu Chen'ang’s sprained ankle.
…
“How does it feel?”
“Good…”
“Let me carry you to the car first.”
“Mhm.”
Right now, Liu Chen'ang was as docile as a little bunny.
Only after settling into the sports car, curled up in Su Bai’s arms, did she suddenly lift her face and meet his gaze.
That’s when it hit her.
She was ready to embrace her fate.
…
[Ding! Detected S-tier goddess Liu Chen'ang (Yangyang)’s favorability +5. Current favorability: 90.]
[Reward: +1 lottery chance.]
At that moment, on the deserted mountain racing track,
the sports car sat alone under the vast, open sky. But inside, the atmosphere was anything but empty.
“Su Bai, I really like you. Only around you can I show my truest self.”
…
Huh—so this is the legendary… chest binder?
Setting aside how it’s portrayed in fiction and anime,
in real life, it’s mostly used by female athletes in certain sports to restrain their movements and avoid interference during competition.
Who knew Liu Chen'ang used one too?
…
“I used to hate my identity, terrified that someone would discover the truth. But… Su Bai, you like it, don’t you?”
“Of course!”
…
[Ding! Detected S-tier goddess Liu Chen'ang (Yangyang)’s affection +3. Current affection: 93.]
The favorability is skyrocketing.
Su Bai held Yangyang’s hand. Ah, too bad there’s no ice-cold cola in the car.
Oh well.
Yangyang’s charm more than makes up for the lack of soda.
“Su Bai.”
“Hm?”
“My real name is Liu Chenyang. Can you… call me Yangyang? In private, I mean.”
“Sure.”
By male standards, Yangyang isn’t particularly tall.
Usually wearing height-boosting shoes, she appears around 170 cm—just the average for guys her age.
But as a girl, she’s quite well-proportioned, standing at a natural 168 cm.
Fresh from her life-altering moment, Yangyang curled up against Su Bai’s chest, her cheek pressed to his heartbeat.
Between pauses, she shared snippets of her past.
Su Bai soon learned the twisted logic behind her double life.
In short? Family elders being extra.
They consulted a fortune-teller who claimed that Liu Chenyang had to live as a boy to overcome her frail health.
“There’s another reason they never said to my face, but I know it’s the real motive… That fortune-teller said, as the third-born in my generation, I had to ‘be a boy’ to safeguard the family’s feng shui—to keep wealth flowing in.”
“Now that’s some premium feng shui,” Su Bai deadpanned.
The reasoning sounded absurd.
But in ultra-wealthy business families? Oh, they eat this stuff up.
Talk about having too much money and too little sense.
Most families wouldn’t even have the means or energy for such theatrics.
Su Bai gently patted Yangyang’s head. “From now on, you can be as much of a woman as you want around me.”
“Really?” Liu Chen'ang’s eyes welled up. “Wuwu… Su Bai, you’re the best…”
“Ah, what can I say? I’m just generous like that.”
Liu Chen'ang’s plight did tug at Su Bai’s heartstrings.
Mainly because she was clearly a soft, delicate girl—her parents were just being ridiculous, putting her through this.
Yangyang suddenly noticed she’d dirtied Su Bai’s new car.
“Sorry…”
“No big deal. I’ll get it cleaned later. Not a problem.”
After helping Yangyang freshen up, Su Bai prepared to drive her back to the auto show—her own car, a Lotus Emeya, was still parked there.
A pure-electric grand tourer.
Apparently, in Liu Chen'ang’s circle, many rich guys looked down on EVs, claiming they lacked “soul” without engine roars.
Su Bai had no such biases—he appreciated all equally.
He was pragmatic like that.
To him, industrial beauty spanned everything from die-casting machines to children’s spinning tops.
The whole EV vs. combustion debate? He couldn’t care less. No refined tastes or lofty ideologies here.
Humans, fragile as we are, already face enough natural constraints—why add pointless mental ones?
After parting ways with Yangyang, dusk began to settle.
Su Bai drove his hypercar, the Koenigsegg Jesko, back toward the city.
All eyes were on him the entire way.
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!
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
