【Ran Ran: "Video"】
【Ran Ran: Hmph, you jerk Su Bai, you must be feeling pretty smug right now?!】
Su Bai clicked on the video.
His expression shifted instantly.
Even with headphones on, it was hard to keep a straight face.
Seriously, girl, do you have some weird kinks or what?
Su Bai was stunned—it seemed he had genuinely unearthed a darker side of his childhood friend’s personality.
Well, that’s not necessarily a bad thing.
People need to expose their vulnerabilities to those closest to them—it makes it easier to navigate society.
On the flip side, if Jiang Qiuran indulged these preferences with another man, she’d probably get taken advantage of.
Good thing she’s got me, her childhood friend.
Su Bai watched the little video Jiang Qiuran sent him with great relish, replaying it several times before saving it.
Compared to the seasoned Japanese "artists" Su Bai usually enjoyed, his little childhood friend had a unique charm.
The professionals might be smooth, but sometimes you crave the raw, amateurish appeal of a newcomer.
The only downside? Su Bai was feeling restless now.
It was the middle of the day—he couldn’t exactly "reward" himself in the dorm.
What’s the point of having money if you’re still relying on your own hands?
So Su Bai decisively called the Wan sisters.
He told them to wait outside their dorm.
Then he headed downstairs, hopped on a shared bike, rode to the parking lot, fired up his Panamera, picked up the Wan sisters, and drove straight to their usual battleground.
The riverbank.
Admittedly, this spot was perfect for some outdoor "musical exploration."
Quiet, secluded, scenic.
Plenty of greenery for shade and fresh air.
Wan Xinyan clearly had just woken up from her nap—still drowsy, dressed simply in a T-shirt, light jacket, and sweatpants.
The kind of casual outfit a college girl would wear to class, effortlessly fresh.
But on her, it couldn’t hide the breathtaking curves.
If anything, it made her petite, doll-like face even cuter.
"Aww… Su Bai, where do we start?"
In the backseat of the Panamera, Wan Xinyan stretched lazily, glancing around the car’s interior.
Heh…
This one had even better vibes than the last car.
Though she knew nothing about cars, even Wan Xinyan could tell this new Panamera was way more expensive than the previous GLE.
"Help me out here, maid-san!"
Su Bai patted her head.
Wan Xinyan understood immediately.
...
Ten minutes later.
Su Bai leaned back against the plush leather seat, arm around Wan Xinyan, window half-down as he gazed at the river view.
Ahhh… bliss.
His mind was finally at ease.
Wan Xinyan could tell, though she was a little puzzled. Su Bai should’ve been resting in his dorm at this hour—what had gotten into him?
But since he didn’t bring it up, she wisely didn’t ask.
If this were any other girl, being reduced to a glorified stress-relief tool for Su Bai would’ve been infuriating.
She might’ve even snapped, demanding, "Do you even love me?!"
But Wan Xinyan wasn’t some petty, spoiled brat.
Being Su Bai’s maid—along with her sister—was their career.
Think about it: if your boss suddenly dumped extra work on you at the office, would you question them?
No. You’d just do it.
As for whether Su Bai was thinking about another girl while with her… who cared?
What mattered was that when Su Bai had an urgent "need," he called her. That alone proved she and her sister were valuable to him.
The Wan sisters—winning!
Honestly, Su Bai’s stats were just too high.
"Su Bai, wanna hang out more later?"
"Sure."
"Yay~ That’s awesome!"
"What’s so great about it?"
"I thought I wouldn’t get to see you today. When you texted, I was so surprised—and happy~"
Wan Xinyan’s voice was sweet and syrupy.
Half-truth, half-flattery. She hadn’t loved being woken up from her nap, but the fun afterward made up for it.
Every time, Wan Xinyan would quietly compare.
Would serving some random rich guy ever feel this good?
Amused by her expression, Su Bai pinched her cheeks playfully before saying, "It was kinda sudden. I just really wanted to see you."
"Anytime you need me, I’ll come running, Su Bai~"
"What about me? What about me?!"
Wan Xinyue, who’d been sidelined until now, couldn’t take it anymore.
She pouted, staring at Su Bai with hungry, resentful eyes.
Of course, Su Bai wouldn’t ignore her.
...
On the way back to campus, Wan Xinyue was too exhausted to drive, so Su Bai took the wheel.
Seeing him full of energy—even more lively than when they’d left—Wan Xinyan was genuinely amazed at human diversity.
How could one guy’s stamina be so inhuman?
...
"Su Bai, why’re you late? Out with another girl?"
"Sorry, sorry. I’ll buy drinks for everyone later."
"Haha, no worries, man. No need—the student council’s handing out free drinks today since so many freshman teams are practicing here..."
The guys weren’t actually expecting Su Bai to pay.
He was pretty generous with small expenses like this.
When you’re loaded, tossing around a little cash to keep people happy is just basic strategy.
But since the student council was handling it, Su Bai didn’t steal the spotlight.
He just focused on playing.
While Su Bai was immersed in the game, the Wan sisters dragged their tired bodies back to the dorm.
Luckily, they’d packed spare clothes in their backpacks before leaving.
Now, their skirts and stockings were completely different.
Their roommate shot them a complicated look.
A mix of shock and envy—mostly envy, disguised as disdain.
After all, not many college girls would openly admit they wanted to be a rich guy’s harem.
Out of petty rivalry, girls who knew the Wan sisters often talked trash behind their backs.
But now, seeing their flushed skin, exhausted yet content expressions, and even more alluring figures, the roommate’s jealousy was practically oozing.
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
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.
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
