Xue Tao silently complained about Old Chu when a thought suddenly struck him—a few days ago, Chu Mingzhe had been chatting online with that girl he met at a bar.
This couldn’t help but spark a bit of imagination in Xue Tao’s mind.
Could it be that Old Chu was actually getting along swimmingly with that girl?
He remembered Chu Mingzhe mentioning that she shared some of his hobbies—in other words, they could actually hold a conversation.
Don’t underestimate that. In reality, couples who genuinely get along in terms of shared interests after getting into a relationship are pretty rare.
More often than not, one side just ends up accommodating the other.
After all, in today’s world, expecting guys and girls to enjoy the same things long-term without any clashes is practically asking for the impossible.
"Old Xue, you don’t get it. There’s an art to pleasing girls. If all you do is blindly agree with her, then scramble for excuses when your wallet can’t keep up, that’s no good. Keep it up, and she’ll just walk all over you," Chu Mingzhe said, uncharacteristically dropping some wisdom.
But then, true to form, he immediately followed up with another baffling declaration: "Not like me and Leilei. We’re like two lonely stars rejected by the world, licking each other’s wounds in some dark corner."
Su Bai: "…"
Wang Haoran: "…"
Bro.
What kind of sewer-dwelling rat behavior is this?
Wang Haoran was especially struggling to keep a straight face. Given Chu Mingzhe’s "Shanghai elite" status, he was leagues ahead of an actual down-and-out guy like Wang Haoran—yet here he was, wallowing in melancholy.
Truly, the curse of the artsy intellectual.
This only made Wang Haoran even more curious about this so-called "Leilei" and what kind of walking red flag she was.
He was dying to know.
Exchanging a glance with Su Bai, Wang Haoran saw the same thought reflected in his friend’s eyes.
Su Bai swallowed a bite of his stir-fried chicken and carefully phrased his question: "So, Shanghai Prince, things are going pretty well with that girl, huh? Speaking of which, there’s gotta be some art exhibitions in Jiangcheng during the National Day holiday. Why not take her to one?"
"Ah—Bro Su Bai, great minds think alike! I was just considering that!" Chu Mingzhe’s eyes lit up as he launched into an impromptu lecture on Jiangcheng’s art scene.
To summarize: during National Day, not far from Jiangcheng University, there was going to be a small street graffiti art exhibition.
Pretty niche.
But in Chu Mingzhe’s view, given Jiangcheng’s strong dockside culture and rough-around-the-edges charm, a graffiti exhibition perfectly captured the city’s vibe. Definitely worth checking out.
Su Bai listened, half-dazed.
Say what you will about Shanghai Prince and his tendency to spout nonsense, but the guy did have some genuinely niche interests.
That set him apart from Xue Tao, whose only hobby was showing off.
"Actually, I’ve already invited Leilei. We’ll check out the exhibition together, take a stroll along the river, with my Sennheiser IE600s… Oh, I’ll need to bring my DAC and amp too… Hey, Bro Su Bai, I’ve been eyeing a few new headphones lately. Any interest in—"
"Nope," Su Bai cut him off with a shake of his head. "I’m more into speakers. Headphones just feel uncomfortable."
"Ah, what a shame. With your financial situation, Bro Su Bai, you’ve got real potential as an audiophile. I was hoping to recruit you…"
Hard pass, thanks.
"So yeah, I’ve already got plans for National Day. Won’t be joining you guys," Chu Mingzhe concluded.
"No one asked you to!" Xue Tao groaned before glancing down at his phone.
Out of the corner of his eye, Wang Haoran caught sight of Xue Tao browsing flights to Thailand.
…Bro.
You’re actually letting Liu Yuanyuan talk you into this?
Forget whether it was safe or even cost-effective to travel there right now—just booking accommodations last-minute was a nightmare, with sky-high prices and limited availability.
Liu Yuanyuan was seriously spoiled.
Probably saw all her girlfriends posting about their fancy holiday plans and got jealous.
Hence the sudden pressure on Xue Tao.
Wang Haoran understood these kinds of girl tactics all too well.
Sure, he was a homebody, but that didn’t mean he was clueless.
"Hey, Shanghai Prince, make sure to take lots of pics during your date. Let us see what this art exhibition’s all about," Su Bai said casually.
"Sure, I’ll send you some later."
Mission accomplished!
Just like that, they’d secured intel on the infamous "Leilei."
Su Bai was already looking forward to Chu Mingzhe’s photo dump.
Then again, even if he hadn’t asked, Chu Mingzhe would’ve probably bragged about it on social media anyway.
The entertainment value was guaranteed.
Out of a faint sense of camaraderie, Su Bai offered a well-meaning warning: "Just… be careful, alright?"
After all, Shanghai Prince was about to go on a date with a girl who loved modifying switchblades.
Say the wrong thing, and she might just explode.
Could end badly.
To Su Bai’s surprise, Chu Mingzhe suddenly turned bashful.
"Ahaha, Bro Su Bai, actually… I’ve already thought of that. Ordered some, uh… safety gear online a couple days ago. Should be at the pickup station by now. Mind coming with me to grab it later…?"
It took the group a second to process what he meant.
"Bro, why so secretive about buying condoms?" Xue Tao burst out laughing. "It’s not like it’s illegal."
"Ahem, first time buying this stuff, can’t help feeling a little emotional… Heard the ones at convenience stores and hotels are all knockoffs, poor quality. I got mine from the official online store."
"…"
Damn.
Looks like Shanghai Prince was going all-in to seal the deal with Leilei this holiday.
A far cry from the "be careful" Su Bai had in mind.
All he could do now was offer his blessings.
If it was meant to be, then sure, why not? Leilei might just be the one.
After all, Chu Mingzhe—with his alternating bouts of melancholy and macho posturing—wasn’t exactly normal either.
Match made in heaven, honestly.
Gotta admit, the guy had ambition.
At least more than Xue Tao.
Based on Su Bai’s observations of Xue Tao and Liu Yuanyuan walking side by side, those two were probably still stuck at the hand-holding stage.
Not even kissing yet.
And this wasn’t some mystical intuition—there was actual behavioral science behind it.
The way couples walked together was strongly correlated with their relationship’s progress.
New couples with little physical intimacy moved awkwardly, still unused to having a romantic partner by their side instead of a friend.
Couples who kissed and cuddled often moved more naturally.
And then there were couples like Su Bai and Chen Yusheng, who’d already binge-watched entire anime series together.
They walked like glued-on stickers, with Chen Yusheng practically hanging off Su Bai.
Meanwhile, Xue Tao and Liu Yuanyuan looked like two zombies tied together.
Painful to watch.
Though both pairs were prime material for a reality show, Su Bai dared to make a bold prediction:
Old Chu and Leilei had way more potential.
Sure, he hadn’t seen the girl yet…
But he had met Liu Yuanyuan, and that woman was a nightmare. Compared to her, even his goofy childhood friend Jiang Qiuran seemed like a saint.

ither go to a cultivation world where a single sword strike can defeat ten thousand enemies. Or they travel back to historical dynasties to alter history and wield imperial power. At the very least, they'd go back a few decades to get rich using their future knowledge and build a harem. Who the hell would transmigrate here!

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

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...

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.