After a few rounds of drinks, the atmosphere loosened up.
The young masters and princesses began complaining about the various frustrations in their lives lately.
It was the usual—getting into conflicts while street racing or butting heads with their parents.
Liu Chen'ang found it all rather dull.
Though these wealthy heirs appeared worldly and well-traveled, with seemingly broad horizons,
Liu Chen'ang couldn't help but feel their worlds were actually quite small.
Having never experienced real hardship—not even stressing over college entrance exams—
they’d huff and puff at the slightest setback.
Their emotional maturity felt stunted…
Yet they still loved pretending to be sophisticated.
Liu Chen'ang maintained a polite smile while mentally planning to invite Su Bai for a gaming session after this dinner wrapped up.
He’d heard Su Bai often played games with Chen Yusheng, who even carried him.
Ah, how he longed to hitch a ride on that carry squad…
"Hey, Liu Shao, I heard you’re somewhat acquainted with Su Bai?" a guy suddenly asked mid-conversation.
"Yeah, you could say that… Why?"
"Ugh, that guy’s been on some investment kick lately—bought a company, partnered with Jiangcheng University’s lab… My dad keeps holding him up as a role model, telling me to ‘learn from him’ and ‘get serious’ instead of fooling around."
The guy looked torn between envy for Su Bai’s success and annoyance at his father’s nagging.
"Why not try investing too? With the market down, plenty of people are looking to sell," a girl chimed in.
"That’s the problem. Anyone can throw money around, but the trick is not losing too much while also spending in ways that please the elders. Ugh, reading their minds is impossible."
The rant earned unanimous nods from the group.
Sometimes, the wealthy elite weren’t the most patient teachers for their heirs.
Having clawed their way up from nothing, they had instincts and intuition their sheltered offspring simply lacked.
Even when the younger generation tried their best, the results often just spiked their parents’ blood pressure.
How many second-gen entrepreneurs had burned fortunes on failed ventures?
Ironically, the ones who only partied and shopped were practically frugal by comparison.
After all, lavish lifestyles still couldn’t drain money faster than a startup going under…
Yet knowing all this, no one at the table had cracked the code to parental approval.
Misery, it seemed, wasn’t a universal language.
"Blame Su Bai. He should’ve just stuck to chasing girls—why’s he grinding so hard? Now we’ve got to keep up."
"Seriously! Liu Shao, tell Su Bai to chill. He’s making the rest of us look bad…"
The collective whining almost made Liu Chen'ang laugh.
So Su Bai was now the golden boy of their elite circle?
That couldn’t be right.
If anyone embodied carefree indulgence, it was Su Bai.
Sure, none of them here couldn’t afford a luxury villa like Yashige’s mountain-view townhouses.
But every expense had to be justified to their parents.
Dropping over a million a year on rent? That’d raise eyebrows.
By that measure, Su Bai lived with far more freedom than your average rich heir.
Especially that Koenigsegg worth 30 million yuan really made everyone present envy to the core.
Some people even beat around the bush and asked Liu Chen'ang if there was any chance to get in touch with Su Bai so that they could also have a taste of it.
Liu Chen'ang replied that it was unlikely. Su Bai was rather aloof.
However, what she was actually thinking about was on another level.
That car had just arrived in Su Bai's hands, and he and she had... in the car. That car was actually a carrier of Liu Chen'ang's sensitive and delicate feelings.
She hoped that as few people as possible would sit in that car.
It would be best if it could become a permanent private memory between her and Su Bai.
But this was just wishful thinking and actually unrealistic.
Su Bai's girlfriends would definitely take rides in it.
Just as Liu Chen'ang was recalling the details of that time with a faint sense of happiness on her face, the bar manager in a proper suit gently knocked on the door and came in.
"Mr. Liu, the people at table B07 in the outside booth are here to toast you. Do you think it's convenient for them to come in now?"
Normally, a single waiter is assigned to take care of a private room for the whole night.
But it was different for Liu's group. The manager himself took charge.
Liu Chen'ang was a bit helpless and nodded, saying, "Let them in."
Since she returned to China, she had such gatherings every now and then.
She didn't like to join in the hustle and bustle of such places full of indulgence. Fortunately, she could choose a quiet bar. If it were a bar with wild dancing, Liu Chen'ang really couldn't stand it.
Soon, several young people filed in.
Compared with those sitting in the private room, they looked shabbier in terms of temperament, and their expressions and actions were generally rather restrained.
The family backgrounds of these people were generally one or even several levels lower than those inside.
It was already good enough for them to come and toast Mr. Liu.
Xue Tao was also among them.
After the formal toasting, he seized the opportunity to get on friendly terms with Liu Chen'ang.
"Hello, Mr. Liu. My name is Xue Tao. Actually, we are classmates in the same class. You may have seen me in class..."
Xue Tao said, bending down with a smile on his face that was almost like a chrysanthemum.
There was nothing he could do. He didn't want to act like a sycophant either, but his father asked him to find an opportunity to get on friendly terms with Mr. Liu. It was not easy for him to be a classmate with her by chance. Why not develop some connections?
Business - oriented families always attached great importance to this aspect.
Xue Tao spoke very fast, afraid that being too wordy would arouse the disgust of the other rich guys and girls around.
Fortunately, Liu Chen'ang quickly reacted and said, "Oh, you're Su Bai's roommate, right? You often go to the canteen with him for meals."
"Yes..."
"OK, OK. Keep in touch at school in the future. After class, when you go to the canteen, you can also ask Brother Bai to call me along."
She responded indifferently and then turned to the others.
Xue Tao stepped back with an embarrassed smile. He felt rather awkward.
It seemed that he had got on friendly terms with her, but also seemed not.
What annoyed Xue Tao the most was that his impression in Mr. Liu's eyes seemed to be tied to Su Bai.
Especially the details of Liu Chen'ang's words really shocked Xue Tao.
She actually called Su Bai "Brother Bai" in front of these high - end social circles.
How prestigious was that!
In Xue Tao's eyes, wasn't Su Bai just an upstart?
Why did even Mr. Liu think so highly of him?
Could it be that they really hit it off and became close friends in such a short time?
Xue Tao was utterly puzzled and even began to have strange thoughts. Could it be that Su Bai's financial resources were to the extent that even Liu Chen'ang had to show respect?
It couldn't be.
Although Su Bai's new car was indeed quite expensive, which overturned Xue Tao's previous speculation.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
