[Ding! Detected that Host Su Bai spent 674,200 yuan at MaXMara, triggering a 9x cashback reward—6,067,800 yuan added to your account!]
As he made the payment, the system notification popped up in Su Bai’s mind.
To be honest, this was the most extravagant Su Bai had ever been when buying clothes.
But spending on Aunt Jiang was worth it—she deserved some nice things for once.
As for Su Bai himself? As long as the clothes met his standards for social occasions—stylish, high-end, and sharp—he was satisfied.
So he simply directed Xia Lin to pick out several outfits for Aunt Jiang, even including winter wear.
Cashmere coats, silk-blend sweaters, the latest trendy loafers…
"Wow, Xiao Bai, I love all these clothes… But isn’t this too much to carry?" Aunt Jiang asked, puzzled.
"No problem. We’ll have the store deliver them to my rented place first. My housekeeper will store them in the storage room…"
Hearing this, Aunt Jiang froze in disbelief for a moment.
Then she burst into cheerful laughter.
"Is it that funny?"
"Hahaha, no, it’s just… Xiao Bai, you’re making me feel like I don’t even know you anymore. Storage rooms? Housekeepers? Suddenly you’re so high-class! Auntie can’t keep up with your lifestyle."
Su Bai sighed in amusement. "Not high-class at all! Even suburban homes have storage rooms these days. Sometimes people just convert an extra bathroom into one…"
"Alright, alright, whatever you say."
Perhaps she had already seen too many mind-blowing things today.
Aunt Jiang was starting to feel numb.
Like she was trapped in some surreal, dreamlike state.
Well… if this was a dream, she might as well enjoy it while it lasted.
"It’s almost noon. What would you like for lunch, Auntie? There are restaurants in the mall, or I know some great private kitchens around here," Xia Lin asked considerately as they got back into the Porsche Panamera.
She carried herself like a true socialite, exuding the kind of confidence that made Aunt Jiang—used to the familiarity of small-town life—feel oddly at ease.
"How about we just grab something nearby? Private kitchens feel a bit… too fancy for me. I’d feel out of place."
Aunt Jiang preferred simpler, more down-to-earth places.
So they settled on a fresh-cut beef hotpot buffet in the area.
At just over 200 yuan per person, it was practically a steal compared to the exorbitant restaurants Su Bai had been frequenting lately.
But this was exactly Aunt Jiang’s kind of meal.
She had no interest in overly expensive, delicate dishes.
After all, like Su Bai, she was a meat lover.
The only difference was that Aunt Jiang wasn’t a fan of Japanese cuisine and had little interest in seafood.
A 200-yuan beef buffet was already a luxury in her eyes—this kind of place didn’t even exist back in her hometown, Ancheng.
Ancheng was still stuck with those cheap, 50-yuan all-you-can-eat hotpot and barbecue buffets filled with processed meat.
Sure, they filled your stomach, but the taste? Questionable at best…
After they were seated, Xia Lin excused herself to the restroom while Su Bai experimented with dipping sauces at the condiment station.
Aunt Jiang, meanwhile, eagerly went to load up on meat.
Honestly, the beef at high-end buffets had such beautiful marbling—it was clearly premium quality.
Not that she was an expert, of course. Compared to Su Bai, Aunt Jiang had far less experience with gourmet ingredients.
Running a shop kept her busy—lunch was often a rushed affair, and dinner was whatever Su Bai cooked at home.
But even she could tell this meat was top-notch.
Just as she picked up two plates of chuck eye, a rough, middle-aged voice called out behind her.
"Hey there, miss… aren’t you that ‘Aunt Jiang’s Handmade Custom’ from Douyin?"
A fan?
Aunt Jiang turned to see a portly middle-aged man with a protruding belly, his face lit up with excitement as he struck up a conversation.
Instantly, she put on a polite, customer-service smile. "Hello! Are you a follower from Douyin?"
"That’s right! It’s me, AAA Building Materials Brother Xue! Can’t believe I actually ran into you here. Saw your livestream this morning saying you were coming to Jiangcheng, and here we are—what are the odds? This is fate, miss…"
He rambled on relentlessly.
Aunt Jiang kept her smile intact, though internally, she was screaming.
This "Building Materials Brother Xue" was one of the most annoying regulars in her livestreams.
Incredibly sleazy, always hinting at meeting up offline, bragging about being a local with four properties and tons of money…
The kicker? He never even spent a dime on gifts.
Not that Aunt Jiang wanted his money—she only livestreamed to kill time and promote her online shop, not to fish for wealthy patrons.
At her age, she was content just keeping her business running and watching her kids grow up. That was happiness enough.
Yet this Brother Xue seemed oddly fixated on her, always lurking in her streams.
The guy had serious issues—constantly spewing nonsense, provoking other viewers with his obnoxious flexing, then arguing with the chat…
Whatever.
Honestly, the entire livestream audience, including Aunt Jiang herself, had long since accepted Brother Xue’s absurdity.
They treated him like the stream’s resident clown.
Tuning in daily to see what outrageous thing he’d say next had become a form of entertainment.
And now, here he was in the flesh—just as cringeworthy offline as online.
"Ah, Brother Xue, what a coincidence. I’m here with my kid, so I’ll catch you later, okay?"
"Oh, you brought your kid? Perfect! Let’s get acquainted. I’ll call mine over too… I’m Xue Datao, by the way. What’s your real name, Miss Jiang?"
As the man eagerly extended his hand for a shake, Aunt Jiang was about to decline when Su Bai suddenly appeared out of nowhere, grabbing Xue Datao’s hand and shaking it vigorously.
"You’re Auntie’s friend? Nice to meet you!"
Xue Datao blinked in confusion at the sudden appearance of this handsome young man.
"Little Jiang, I thought your kid was a girl?"
"Oh, this is my neighbor’s son—my godson."
"Ah, what a fine young man…"
Xue Datao scrutinized Su Bai, his expression darkening as an unmistakable hostility flickered across his face.
He was trying to suppress it, but his lack of subtlety made his thoughts painfully obvious.
That uniquely ridiculous vibe, the sheer audacity, plus the striking resemblance instantly reminded Su Bai of his eccentric roommate, Xue Tao.
No way. No freaking way.
Xue Datao naming his son Xue Tao?
That was exactly the kind of thing Xue Tao’s dad would do…
The logic was a bit convoluted, but Su Bai had a strong suspicion about Xue Datao’s identity now.
"Uncle, our hotpot’s about to boil over. We should get back to our meal—you enjoy yours too!"
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.
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
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!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
