Upon reflection, Zhou Jialu realized there wasn’t really any conflict between her and Chen Yusheng.
Their styles were too different—each had their own merits.
Of course, from a girl’s perspective, Zhou Jialu couldn’t help but envy Chen Yusheng a little.
Among women, when it came to pure aesthetic appreciation, most tended to admire those with slender, tall figures and intelligent, refined personalities.
This was why, in certain circles, there was such a thing as "academic prestige worship."
Chen Yusheng was practically at the top of the female aesthetic hierarchy.
So even though she was introverted and socially awkward, she was rarely isolated or bullied by other girls in high school.
In fact, there had even been a few girls with… unconventional preferences who pursued her—though Chen Yusheng had zero interest in that sort of thing.
Her tastes were straightforward.
She liked men with strong, masculine energy—like Su Bai.
Coincidentally, Zhou Jialu also had a thing for Su Bai’s type.
The two goddesses of the dormitory shared an eerily similar taste in men.
But Zhou Jialu felt Su Bai was the kind of guy who appreciated variety.
Once he got tired of Chen Yusheng’s flavor, he’d probably want to sample a little vixen now and then.
And as luck would have it, the Wan sisters were the voluptuous type, specializing in… attentive service.
Their choice of the "maid’s room" as their living arrangement was a clever move—one that put Zhou Jialu on high alert.
This Wan Xinyan… she wasn’t simple.
Definitely someone to keep an eye on.
So, Zhou Jialu decided to form an alliance with Chen Yusheng.
From another angle, Su Bai was head over heels for Chen Yusheng, so aligning herself with her seemed like a promising strategy.
Su Bai, of course, was completely oblivious to these convoluted thought processes.
And he couldn’t be bothered to guess.
When it came to the girls around him, he just set a baseline—a reasonable framework.
As long as they stayed within those boundaries, he didn’t mind if they stirred up a little drama—no, scratch that.
He didn’t just tolerate it.
He found it entertaining!
Watching girls bicker was downright amusing.
Even in anime, Su Bai loved stories about girls fighting over each other—classic harem tropes.
Ah, well. His tastes were just that lowbrow.
He couldn’t handle anything too highbrow.
Seeing Zhou Jialu suddenly cozying up to Chen Yusheng—especially while the Wan sisters were away at class—Su Bai had an inkling of what was going on.
Shaking his head in resignation, he retreated to the study.
Inside the study, several large wooden crates sat in the corner.
Just from the packaging alone, it was clear these weren’t your average furniture pieces.
They were a custom-made gaming desk set Su Bai had ordered from a high-end international brand a few days ago.
The whole package—product and design—had cost over a hundred grand.
But it had also netted him over three hundred grand in cashback.
Not that the money was the point.
The real appeal was that the set was spacious, sturdy, and ergonomically designed for maximum comfort.
Perfect for Su Bai’s grand vision of a gaming and entertainment hub—computers, monitors, consoles, even high-end audio equipment he planned to add later.
Now that money was no object, he was determined to indulge his hobbies to the fullest.
Hence the custom furniture.
Installation required professional help.
Su Bai had originally planned to schedule it for a free afternoon, but the brand’s customer service informed him that the technicians were already in Jiangcheng.
If it was convenient, they could come over that very evening.
Perfect.
He had nothing better to do that night anyway.
So Su Bai promptly called them in.
Within half an hour, the installation team arrived—a seasoned middle-aged technician and two young assistants.
They worked efficiently, securing the furniture exactly as Su Bai wanted.
Before leaving, Su Bai handed the technician two packs of cigarettes as a tip.
Premium brands—soft-pack Chunghwa and hard-pack Yuxi.
Su Bai didn’t smoke himself, but since coming into money, he’d made a habit of keeping high-end cigarettes on hand.
Being courteous to service workers was just good practice.
No need to act high and mighty just because he had cash to burn.
The technician accepted the gift with a grin, mentally noting that this young man’s generosity explained why he could afford such extravagant furniture.
He struck up a casual conversation.
"Boss, this place isn’t yours, is it?"
"Nah, just a yearly rental."
"Ah. Thing is, this furniture might be hard to move out when your lease is up. Some of the installation is permanent—can’t dismantle it, and the dimensions might not fit through the door…"
"Don’t worry about it. When I move into my own place, I’ll just buy new stuff."
"…"
So this guy was dropping over a hundred grand on furniture… for a one-year rental?
The technician was shook.
He knew some high-end properties could cost that much in rent for a year.
But that was for the whole place—this was just temporary luxury.
Now this was what you called real financial power. Spending without a care, purely on a whim.
Then again, the technician mused, rich folks splurging like this was good for business.
If they all just hoarded their money, who would keep the luxury service industry afloat?
In a way, Su Bai was doing his part to stimulate the economy…
"Ah, so the desks face each other!"
After the technicians left, Su Bai started setting up his equipment.
Chen Yusheng, who had been watching from the doorway, finally understood the layout.
Su Bai had arranged two identical high-end 4K monitors back-to-back—a setup mirroring the one Chen Yusheng had helped him build earlier.
It was all for her convenience, so she could game or (occasionally) code when she stayed over.
Though let’s be real—it was mostly for gaming.
Work could wait till she got back to the lab.
Still, Chen Yusheng was puzzled.
"Why not just sit side by side?" she asked, voicing the question weighing on her mind.
She loved playing games with Su Bai, shoulders brushing.
When the mood struck, she’d lean against him or steal a kiss.
New love made even a pragmatic STEM girl like her act clingy.
Su Bai chuckled and ruffled her hair. "What, you need to stick to me even when gaming?"
"If it were physically possible, I’d shrink you down and carry you in my pocket to the lab."
"…That’s some yandere-level talk."
"Hehe~" Chen Yusheng glanced at the gaming setup again, her expression faltering slightly. "But if you want us to sit facing each other, that’s fine too."
"Tsk, you’re underestimating me."
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"This desk has a trick up its sleeve."
With that, Su Bai stepped forward and flipped a hidden latch on the side of the desk.
He disengaged the lock, then pushed Chen Yusheng’s side of the setup—rotating it 180 degrees.
In seconds, the two desks were side by side, arranged like a cozy couple’s booth at an internet café.
Exactly how Chen Yusheng liked it.
"The desks can transform?!" She was delighted.
Hehe, of course Su Bai got her. He’d factored in her preferences after all.
But her confusion quickly returned.
Since Su Bai also enjoyed playing games side by side with her, what was the purpose of the face-to-face seating arrangement?

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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!

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?