Enhancing Compatibility for Shengsheng

Su Bai believed that a harem should inherently possess harmonious qualities—otherwise, what was the point of having one if it was just constant chaos?

Moreover, with the "System Bro" by his side, the girls around him naturally had to remain devoted to him while tolerating the presence of their "sisters."

Of course, watching them engage in small-scale rivalry over his affection was still quite entertaining.

As a certain big shot once said—"I love watching women fight!"

At present, Senior Zhou Jialu seemed to be the most tolerant. Despite her exaggerated reactions every time she saw Su Bai interacting with other women, she wasn’t actually that bothered.

It was just her way of acting coy.

Su Bai enjoyed it, Zhou Jialu knew Su Bai enjoyed it, and Su Bai also knew that his senior knew he enjoyed it… a classic case of third-level mind games.

Chen Yusheng, on the other hand, was less adaptable—a natural consequence of her personality. Geniuses and top students tended to be prideful.

So, Su Bai figured he should do something to improve Yusheng’s "compatibility."

After dinner.

"Let’s watch an episode before bed."

"Right after eating? You want to exercise already?"

"LOL, not that kind of 'exercise'… I mean the latest tokusatsu show! The first episode’s out—I wanna watch it!"

Chen Yusheng leaned her head against Su Bai, remote in hand, controlling the massive TV.

The study wasn’t just equipped with Dynaudio’s premium home theater system—it also boasted a 100-inch Sony flagship TV. Truth be told, many of this brand’s products in this era were a bit of a joke, but their TVs were still top-notch.

Whether for movies or gaming, the experience was absolutely elite.

And so was the price tag.

Original price: 139,999 yuan.

At this point, Chen Yusheng had grown somewhat numb to Su Bai’s absurd spending habits. That said, as a straight-laced STEM girl, she couldn’t help but drool over cutting-edge electronics.

Being with Su Bai was the only way she could fulfill such dreams.

"We should probably refine our terminology. Always saying 'let’s watch anime' is gonna get confusing when we actually wanna watch anime."

"That’s a good point!" Chen Yusheng nodded earnestly before pausing, her face lighting up with intellectual curiosity. "Then what should we say instead?"

"Well, since we use 'watch anime' as a euphemism for that, why not reverse it and use that as a euphemism for actually watching anime…"

"Terrible idea!"

Chen Yusheng covered her mouth, giggling as she lightly smacked Su Bai. "Let’s just watch Kamen Rider first. I’ll think about it slowly."

"Sure, sure, take your time. I’m in no rush."

A knowing smile curled on Su Bai’s lips.

Yusheng always got weirdly hung up on these trivial little details.

Adorably so.

……

"I feel like this new Kamen Rider series is gonna be trash!"

After finishing the first episode, Chen Yusheng delivered her verdict.

"Really? I thought it was okay. Maybe my trash-detection radar isn’t sensitive enough."

Su Bai replied earnestly.

He had to admit, he wasn’t as discerning as Yusheng in this regard. Su Bai’s tolerance was just too high—whether it was anime, web dramas, or novels, he could usually sit through stuff others deemed unwatchable, even finding redeeming qualities in them.

A true master of finding gold in garbage.

Also known as "Little Glutton."

"Doesn’t matter as long as your 'bad woman' radar is sharp."

"So, who exactly is the 'bad woman' here?"

"That 'Little Bear' who keeps sending you photos on WeChat."

"…Why so petty?"

Su Bai pinched Chen Yusheng’s nose.

The latter giggled foolishly, her slender frame sinking into the plush sofa as she squirmed slightly, her black-stockinged feet dangling mid-air.

"Jerk!"

"Alright, since you’re calling me a jerk, I might as well act like one."

Su Bai had an idea.

The so-called "improving Yusheng’s compatibility" was essentially exposure therapy, psychologically speaking.

And it wasn’t just for Yusheng—it applied to the other girls too.

But Chen Yusheng’s personality made her the perfect test subject.

Su Bai activated his phone’s screen mirroring, projecting its display onto the 100-inch TV.

Then, he played the selfie video Jiang Qiuran had once sent him.

Instantly, Jiang Qiuran’s sweet, girlish voice—amplified by the hundred-thousand-yuan Dynaudio sound system—filled the study like a priceless work of art.

Chen Yusheng was stunned.

Seriously, dude?

You bought this high-end home theater setup just for this?

She’d already thought using such expensive equipment to listen to "Wooden Cabinet Band" was ridiculous, but this was next-level insanity.

Su Bai’s creativity never failed to leave people speechless.

"Ah, Qiuran’s talent is just too good. Honestly, we can’t let her go around corrupting other rich guys—I’ll take the hit instead."

"Not a 'hit'! And not 'instead'!" Chen Yusheng knelt beside Su Bai on the sofa, pulling his head into her embrace. "Stop watching this degenerate stuff! Look at me… look at me!"

"Yusheng, why so worked up? Think about it—Qiuran’s always scheming to land some rich guy, but now she’s stuck hoping I’ll spoil her while I ignore her. All she can do is send me videos for pocket money. Meanwhile, you and the other 'fated encounter' girls get to hang out with me in this luxury penthouse every day. Isn’t that a win? Shouldn’t you be happy hearing Qiuran’s frustrated whining?"

"Pfft—"

Chen Yusheng nearly rolled her eyes.

This guy… the audacity!

Playing these videos right in front of her and spinning it like some grand philosophy. If Su Bai ever claimed that fooling around with girls was for "world peace," he’d probably concoct an entire logical framework to justify it.

This whole situation was still too embarrassing for Chen Yusheng. After getting used to their private little world, this felt like intruding into some bizarre dimension.

Time to bail.

"I’m taking a nap."

"Girl, you woke up at 10 AM. A nap? Your bed’s gonna turn into a goblin nest at this rate."

"…"

Chen Yusheng resolutely covered her face and fled the study.

Outside, Zhou Jialu witnessed the scene and frowned in confusion. What on earth were they doing in there?

Curious, she stepped inside—only to be greeted by the HD spectacle on the 100-inch screen.

"Wow, that’s your childhood friend, right? She’s… impressive!"

"Senior, weren’t you a Douyin content creator? You used to film videos too, didn’t you?"

"That’s completely different! Mine were all proper content—barely any teasing, let alone this. Ugh…"

Zhou Jialu lingered in the study a little longer.

It wouldn’t do to let Su Bai just watch the video alone—he needed some… accompaniment.

Wait, no—not accompaniment.

If she was the one benefiting while Su Bai watched Jiang Qiuran’s video…

Didn’t that mean she was the real winner here?

Anyway, victory was victory!

Ever since being with Su Bai, Zhou Jialu had realized she was an easily satisfied girl, always finding odd angles to justify things. Maybe it was because Su Bai was just that exceptional.