Liu Yuanyuan noticed Xue Tao's dejected mood.
Aside from disappointment, there was also a hint of embarrassed frustration.
It’s just that Xue Tao was inherently timid and cowardly, too afraid to lash out in front of her.
Hmm…
Liu Yuanyuan pondered for a moment.
She decided to give him a little reward.
She had been stringing Xue Tao along, giving him the cold shoulder for quite a while now.
Xue Tao switching to a Cayenne did boost Liu Yuanyuan’s image quite a bit.
Sometimes, even a pushover like Xue Tao needed some positive reinforcement.
Truth be told, many people have unrealistic expectations about girls.
They imagine them as sweet, soft, and innocent.
But in reality, genuinely naive girls are few and far between.
Take Liu Yuanyuan and her sophomore-year girlfriends, for example. The things they discussed in their private group chats would make someone like Xiao Chunan vomit blood if they ever saw them.
For instance, those with boyfriends would exchange tips on how to manipulate men.
How to use little tricks to make men fall head over heels for them, sacrificing everything while the girls themselves aimed to reap the benefits with minimal effort.
Liu Yuanyuan prided herself on being quite skilled in this regard.
So, just as Xue Tao was feeling down,
Liu Yuanyuan suddenly reached her small hand over to his side
and slipped it into his.
"Xue Tao, this kind of car really suits you. The Magotan was just too plain."
Looking into Liu Yuanyuan’s "sincere" eyes,
Xue Tao instantly felt his blood rush.
His gloom vanished without a trace.
With a slightly foolish grin, he laughed, "Hahaha, really? I mean, I do have a mature vibe, so I can pull off most cars. But you’re right—the Cayenne does fit me better."
Mature…
Liu Yuanyuan scoffed inwardly. Mature? More like prematurely aged!
A freshman with a face full of wear and tear,
looking like he was pushing thirty.
The reason Liu Yuanyuan avoided taking photos with Xue Tao was that people in her circle might assume she was dating some older guy from outside campus!
Sigh… If only Xue Tao had even a quarter of Su Bai’s looks, Liu Yuanyuan might have resigned herself to it. Life would’ve been so much easier.
Was this really her limit?
Unable to catch the attention of a true high-value man?
By now, Xue Tao had finished driving Liu Yuanyuan around and was looking for a parking spot.
To be fair, the south campus of Jiangcheng University had plenty of parking spaces—no real struggle there.
But sometimes, fate had a funny way of playing tricks.
Just as Xue Tao parked, a brand-new Panamera drove past.
A rare custom color.
Its sheer flashiness instantly overshadowed Xue Tao’s secondhand Cayenne.
Even Liu Yuanyuan’s gaze was drawn to it.
"What a gorgeous car! That’s a Porsche too, right?"
"Uh… yeah."
Xue Tao seized the chance to flaunt his car knowledge. "Probably a top-spec Panamera, with custom paint and body kit. Damn…"
After mentally estimating the car’s price, he quickly dropped the subject—no point humiliating himself.
Seeing Liu Yuanyuan’s starry-eyed expression only deepened his frustration.
And the resentment bubbled up.
This girl was unbelievable. A broke out-of-towner like her, already riding in a Cayenne, still eyeing greener pastures.
Sure, Xue Tao knew Liu Yuanyuan was materialistic, but couldn’t she at least pretend to be content while in his car?
But then again, if Liu Yuanyuan were any less superficial, she probably wouldn’t be dating him in the first place…
As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together.
Grumbling inwardly, Xue Tao consoled himself—that car likely belonged to some rich kid on campus, someone far beyond his league.
Like that new exchange student in the computer science department, Liu Chen’ang.
A pretty-boy with delicate features.
Drove a million-RMB Lotus.
Also completely out of Xue Tao’s orbit.
Rumor had it plenty of girls had thrown themselves at him, including some from the arts college and even Liu Yuanyuan’s business school.
All politely rejected.
The guy seemed utterly uninterested in women.
So, while the custom Panamera was undeniably cool, as long as it didn’t intersect with his life—Wait, what the hell?!
Xue Tao froze when he saw the driver step out.
Su Bai?!
Hold on, this guy just got a GLE not long ago, and now he’s upgraded to a Panamera?
Switching cars faster than a pyramid scheme promoter!
"Su Bai changed cars again? Wasn’t he driving a Mercedes before?" Liu Yuanyuan was equally stunned.
"Who knows? Probably rented it. Ugh, what a show-off."
Xue Tao instinctively badmouthed him.
But deep down, he knew—such a uniquely customized car was clearly a rich kid’s personal toy, not something you’d rent out.
Plus, the anime decal on the rear, that pig-nosed chibi character, was totally Su Bai’s style.
No doubt about it, this was Su Bai’s custom ride.
The realization made Xue Tao pull out his phone and check the Moments he had posted that morning.
He’d deleted all traces of his old Magotan.
But after getting the Cayenne, he’d felt like hot stuff again.
Posted a sunglasses selfie leaning against the hood.
Got a bunch of likes from friends.
And now, of all coincidences, Su Bai had also switched cars.
And this eye-catching, personality-packed Panamera was bound to become the talk of the campus.
Damn it, was Xue Tao doomed to be the clown forever?
Both driving Porsches, but his was a used old-model Cayenne, while Su Bai’s was a high-end custom.
Instantly, Xue Tao’s face burned with humiliation.
It was still early—maybe not too many people had seen his Moments yet.
Delete it now!
Delete, delete, DELETE!
Afterward, as he calmed down, Xue Tao actually felt a twinge of relief.
Thank goodness he’d run into Su Bai and the Panamera in the parking lot.
If he’d found out later, or worse, days afterward,
the embarrassment would’ve been unbearable.
Deleting it now meant minimal damage—after all, at this hour, no college student with morning classes would be awake anyway.
Once Su Bai was out of sight, Liu Yuanyuan finally looked away.
"Come on, why are you spacing out? Let’s go get breakfast."
"Oh, right!"
Xue Tao studied Liu Yuanyuan’s expression.
She seemed normal—not like last time, when she’d practically lost her soul staring at Su Bai over a meal.
Not like Su Bai would ever look her way anyway.
Little did he know, Liu Yuanyuan had already secretly snapped a photo of the custom Panamera and sent it to her group of close friends, asking how much it cost.
Her gut told her Su Bai’s car was pricier than Xue Tao’s.
Maybe even by a huge margin.
Meanwhile, Su Bai remained oblivious to all this.
He’d walked off first, barely sparing a glance at the old Cayenne.
He headed straight to class, where he found Chen Yusheng dozing in a corner seat,
her bag saving a spot for him.
Su Bai tiptoed over, but the moment he moved her bag, her ears twitched.
"You’re way too alert."
"Gotta be when napping in public." Chen Yusheng yawned as she lifted her head. "I sprained my ankle in my sleep last night."
"…What?"
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?"
nce】【Lighthearted Comedy】【Ultimate Gentleman's Novel】【Viewer Discretion Advised for Under 16】 The mightiest human hero, Sharen Morian, is resurrected after a thousand years by his wife—the Demon King. This is not your typical hero-vs-demon-king tale.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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...
