"Chen Jie, Little Li, I'm so sorry for being late..."
A girl arrived belatedly next to Chen Jie when the ride-hailing car was still a few hundred meters away from the pickup point.
That’s right—this outing was supposed to be a trio.
But this third girl didn’t seem to matter much. Someone as snobbish as Chen Jie naturally didn’t take her seriously.
In fact, Chen Jie and her friend hadn’t even mentioned her in their earlier conversation…
Honestly, Chen Jie had almost forgotten about her.
Unlike them, who worked as alcohol promoters, this girl had a rather unique profession.
Lu Yuning—their roommate. The three girls shared a three-bedroom apartment to split the rent.
Yes, even though Chen Jie was a "success story" who had been gifted an apartment by a wealthy guy in Shanghai, that place was a bit too far out of the way. She still rented a place in the city center while leasing out the apartment for extra income.
Compared to the other two, Lu Yuning was a hardworking girl.
She had graduated from a first-tier university in Jiangcheng with a degree in fashion design.
Every day, she pushed herself to improve in her field—studying cutting-edge design trends, sketching designs, working at renowned design studios…
Watching Lu Yuning hustle nonstop, Chen Jie couldn’t help but feel exhausted on her behalf.
With her looks and figure, the girl could easily rely on her appearance, yet she insisted on making it on talent. In Chen Jie’s worldview, that was hard to comprehend.
Plus, Lu Yuning was a bit socially awkward, which made Chen Jie feel indifferent toward her.
At that moment, Lu Yuning smoothed down her messy hair.
It wasn’t that she was unkempt—her hair was naturally curly and had a slight chestnut tint, making it prone to looking disheveled.
She wore a light gray knit sweater and plain casual pants.
Overall, she gave off the vibe of a recent graduate just starting out in the workforce.
Dressed like that at a nightclub? Forget attracting wealthy guys—even college boys looking for free drinks at the bar probably wouldn’t bother with her.
But in reality, Lu Yuning was tagging along tonight for her own designs.
That’s right—she had created a few sexy dresses for her two roommates and wanted them to try them out tonight.
Who knew? Maybe they’d catch the eye of potential investors. After all, the grand opening of OUT12 was a major event in Jiangcheng.
All sorts of socialites, young masters, and heiresses would be there.
In other words, this nightclub was opened by the scion of a powerful family.
As for Lu Yuning’s idea, her roommates were noncommittal.
They had, of course, seen her designs beforehand. Hmm…
Hard to judge.
They were definitely sexy and avant-garde, but at such an event, luxury brands were a must. Wearing obscure, unconventional outfits would only invite ridicule from peers.
Besides expensive stylists, designer labels were another status symbol among nightlife girls.
Still, Lu Yuning had pleaded with them so earnestly that Chen Jie came up with a compromise.
She told Lu Yuning that she and Little Li would wear her outfits for a short while, but most of the time, they’d stick to their Chanel sets to maintain appearances.
This way, they could humor their roommate without compromising their main goal of snagging rich guys.
Truthfully, Chen Jie figured Lu Yuning’s clothes would, at best, be worn during intimate moments with wealthy men—as a playful little twist.
Not a bad idea, really.
Soon, the ride arrived, and the three squeezed in, ready to head to tonight’s battlefield.
And "battlefield" was no exaggeration.
Nightclubs were like that—too many gold diggers, not enough rich guys.
Su Bai realized this even before parking his car.
The streets were lined with attractive men and women, and even through the car window, he could sense the upscale atmosphere.
The speed at which the influencer-types whipped out their phones to take selfies impressed him.
Even someone who usually preferred to stay low-key couldn’t help but enjoy the ego boost.
Not bad at all.
Guided by the valet, Su Bai parked and headed toward the entrance.
He adjusted his shoulders, slightly uncomfortable in the tailored blazer.
Compared to his usual loose streetwear, the blazer felt restrictive—but there was no denying it looked far more dashing.
The hesitant yet lingering glances from passing girls made that much clear.
With his 94-point looks and an Armani haute couture suit, the visual impact was near perfection.
He had ordered the suit a month ago, thinking that for formal occasions, he needed something impressive to wear.
What was that saying again? A suit is a man’s armor…
And Su Bai’s broad, muscular frame was practically made for suits.
There was an elegance to him that hinted at raw power.
So he went for Armani’s high-end custom line.
Compared to their ready-to-wear collection, the custom pieces cost a fortune.
The baseline ready-to-wear suits retailed for under 30,000 yuan in China.
Custom started at over 200,000.
A whole different league.
Su Bai even paid extra to expedite the order, barely getting it in time. Normally, the wait would’ve been at least two months.
All in all, the ensemble cost close to a million.
Perfectly fitting for someone with a net worth in the hundreds of millions.
At the club’s entrance, a staff member seemed to recognize Su Bai, eagerly ushering him inside.
Wearing a million-yuan suit meant there’d be none of that cliché "bouncer turns you away for looking poor" nonsense.
Even a stray dog on the street could tell Su Bai oozed wealth.
Not long after stepping inside, just as he was about to head upstairs for a quieter spot, Su Bai’s gaze landed on Liu Chen'ang in the distance.
Wait—no, it was Liu Chen'ang. At formal events, "Yangyang" always maintained her proper young heiress persona.
She noticed Su Bai too, but after a brief glance, she turned and walked the other way.
???
Su Bai was baffled. He pulled out his phone and typed:
[Su Bai: (long-necked goose spinning)]
[Su Bai: You there?]
[Yangyang: (blushing behind hands)]
[Yangyang: Ugh, Su Bai, you’re way too handsome today. I need to stay away or I’ll keep blushing like an idiot.]
[Su Bai: …]
Seriously? That extreme?
Su Bai knew good looks had an effect on women, especially inexperienced, innocent ones.
And Yangyang was the epitome of innocence—she hadn’t even participated in those risqué late-night dorm talks between girls. In other words, not only was Su Bai her only experience, but she was also clueless in theory, relying entirely on him to teach her everything.
But was it really that bad? Just how ridiculously handsome was he today?
Su Bai was genuinely confused.
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
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.
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...
