"Hey, where's Brother Su Bai?" Wan Xinyan asked.
"He just went into the room with Yusheng."
"Ah, what a shame. I wanted to ask if he’d like some fruit..."
"Junior doesn’t like eating fruit while gaming, and I just made him some juice."
"Alright, alright. What’s for dinner?"
"Ordered from a Chinese restaurant~"
"Got it. Thanks for your hard work, Sister Xiaolu..."
With that, Wan Xinyan found herself with nothing to do.
Back in the maid’s quarters, she looked slightly anxious, which her sister Wan Xinyue noticed immediately. "What’s wrong?"
"Nothing, really. It’s just... Sister Xiaolu is so capable. She handles everything so well, and sometimes it makes us feel a bit redundant."
There was no malice in her words—just an honest observation.
The roles of a housekeeper and a maid naturally overlapped. If they were hired externally, having a colleague who took on extra tasks might be seen as a blessing.
Who wouldn’t appreciate a reliable and hardworking coworker?
However, the relationship between Zhou Jialu and the Wan sisters wasn’t as simple as just being "colleagues."
They all cared deeply about how they appeared in Su Bai’s eyes. If the housekeeper kept stealing the spotlight, wouldn’t that make the maids seem incompetent?
Wan Xinyue nodded in agreement. "Well, Sister Xiaolu is a senior in college now, so she’s got tons of free time. We’re just freshmen with packed schedules."
"...That’s true." Wan Xinyan stuck out her tongue. Her sister wasn’t much of a talker, but she wasn’t dumb—that explanation hit the nail on the head.
Spending time with a wealthy guy like Su Bai essentially meant sacrificing personal free time.
But skipping classes wasn’t an option either.
Seeing her sister’s worried expression, Wan Xinyue smiled confidently. "Don’t stress. Things will get better. You already bought the stuff, right? We’ll start our plan tonight!"
"Mm!"
Earlier, Wan Xinyan had splurged on a high-end foot-soaking tub, spending over ten thousand yuan.
She’d even visited a foot massage parlor to observe the tools used by professionals and bought a full set.
Tonight, they were determined to offer Su Bai a service unlike anything he’d experienced before. If Sister Xiaolu could impress him with her aromatherapy spa, they wouldn’t be outdone.
Meanwhile, Su Bai remained blissfully unaware that his evening had already been planned out by the two little maids.
He was just about to play a couple of games with Chen Yusheng before dinner.
As soon as he logged into his account, a message popped up on WeChat.
It was from Liu Chen’ang.
He said he was bored during the break and asked if Su Bai had any game recommendations.
[Su Bai: Hmm, let me think...]
[Su Bai: [Thinking emoji]]
[Su Bai: What kind of games do you usually play?]
[Liu Chen’ang: Uh, a bit of everything, but nothing too seriously...]
[Su Bai: Any preferences? Or, to put it simply, what type of game do you want to play most?]
[Liu Chen’ang: I like team-based economy games, but they all say I’m too bad at them, boohoo.]
[Su Bai: Oh? Who’s ‘they’?]
[Liu Chen’ang: My old friend group from middle school—mostly guys. They’re all really good at games, but I just can’t keep up with their reflexes...]
Su Bai suddenly understood.
No matter how hard Liu Chen’ang’s parents pushed her to live like a boy, some things were just innate—like talent for competitive games.
Female players, on average, tended to be... slightly less skilled.
And while guys who sucked at games often got mocked, girls usually got a free pass—there were always simps willing to carry them.
But Liu Chen’ang didn’t have that luxury.
Hence, she had no one to play with.
Makes sense.
At the same time, Su Bai sensed something else. Liu Chen’ang asking for game recommendations was probably just an excuse.
What she really wanted was to play with him.
Based on his observations, Liu Chen’ang was seriously lacking in friends.
[Su Bai: Let’s queue up for Flex Ranked.]
[Su Bai: Add me ]
[Liu Chen’ang: Huh? But I’m really bad...]
[Su Bai: No worries, I’m bad too. Just trust in Yusheng’s carrying skills.]
Su Bai hyped her up with exaggerated praise before turning to Chen Yusheng.
"Congrats, little carry. Tonight’s training just got even harder."
Chen Yusheng’s face twisted in disbelief. Then she asked cautiously, "Just... how bad is she?"
"Well... let me check her match history after adding her... Yikes... Worse than me!"
"What??" Chen Yusheng immediately pouted. "I quit! No more boosting!"
"Come on, Liu Chen’ang is practically part of our little harem already. Plus, she’s never had any friends—how sad is that? We’ve been smurfing all this time. Let’s balance out our karma with a few ‘tried our best’ losses."
"Su Bai, you’re unbelievable! Using me to flirt with girls!"
Chen Yusheng grumbled, but she wasn’t actually mad. Su Bai had a way of being shamelessly charming—it was impossible to stay angry at him!
Still, the thought of carrying two dead weights (Su Bai and an even worse version of Su Bai) in ranked made her scalp tingle.
After some coaxing, Su Bai managed to appease her.
Not that it took much—he just dangled an irresistible offer:
After the games, he’d introduce her to a new way of watching anime together.
For Chen Yusheng, that was an offer she couldn’t refuse.
She was already addicted to... those activities with Su Bai.
Now that he promised something new, she was practically giddy.
Hmph, you awful goose... Fine, since you’re putting in so much effort for me... I’ll endure this brutal training session.
And so, the torturous trio queue began...
Surprisingly, it wasn’t as painful as expected.
Silver-ranked games were basically a support group for the mechanically challenged.
Liu Chen’ang was indeed the stereotypically unskilled female player—maining enchanter supports and dabbling in ADC... though "dabbling" was generous.
Luckily, Su Bai, despite being bad, had a wide champion pool. If others had a "champion ocean," he had a "champion puddle."
His off-meta picks led to some tragic scores, but at least the vibe was lively.
Amid the laughter, they ended up playing until past nine.
Meanwhile, at Liu Chen’ang’s home...
The housekeeper paused outside the "young master’s" door, eavesdropping.
After a moment, a satisfied smile crept onto her face.
Soon after, she made a video call.
On the other end appeared a middle-aged man with an intimidating aura.
Liu Chenhu, a wealthy local businessman in his prime, was built like a brick wall. Dressed in a traditional Tang suit, with a buzz cut and walnuts rolling in his palm, he embodied the classic "new money with old-school flair" aesthetic—complete with a ruthless entrepreneurial edge.
"Boss, the young master seems to be playing games with classmates."
"Oh? Already making friends after just returning? Good, very good!"
Liu Chenhu nodded approvingly, his walnuts clicking loudly.
Originally, he hadn’t been thrilled about his child coming back home.
It meant Liu Chen’ang had utterly failed to integrate abroad.
But if she could blend into the local circle now... maybe it wasn’t so bad after all.
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
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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.
u serious?" Chen Feng watched helplessly as his painstakingly trained disciple, fresh off a championship victory, publicly abandoned him. "You had your chance, but you didn’t appreciate it. Now, face the consequences of your choice!" Chen Feng possessed the "Master System," a treasure trove of supreme martial arts techniques, capable of molding ordinary individuals into peerless prodigies. "Legs like yours? A shame not to train in the Crippling Kick." "Ever heard of a palm strike that descends from the heavens?" "Auntie! I see extraordinary bone structure in you—a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand." The once-defiant senior disciple, now watching her juniors rise to fame one after another, dominating the internet, was consumed by endless regret.
