"Bro, you might not know this, but hearing you're joining has got quite a few girls buzzing with excitement."
"Huh?" Su Bai froze. "Me? I'm just some random guy. How could I possibly make these girls act like that?"
Su Bai thought he'd made his stance pretty clear.
For the vast majority of girls who showed interest, he'd turned them down.
To put it simply, he was picky.
No helping it—he'd started off with the best, and Su Bai wasn't into a messy personal life. So, those girls whose dating history made even the system raise an eyebrow? They could stay far away.
Just like the vibe-setting dancers on stage, they were fine for visual appeal, nothing more.
Gotta admit, this new nightclub had something going for it.
The futuristic decor paired with all kinds of stunning women created a vibe that really got the blood pumping.
"Damn, those videos of yours blew up. In our Jiangcheng circles, you’re practically an urban legend at this point. And it’s not just the girls—plenty of guys in the scene want to meet you too."
"Yikes, I’m not into that."
"Relax, not what I meant. Just networking, you know? Everyone here’s got high-quality connections. If there’s ever something you want to buy, just throw it in the group chat—we’ll help you source it."
With that, Wu Hanyu led Su Bai to the innermost VIP room on the second floor.
The so-called "Emperor’s Suite."
Honestly, it was a bit over the top. The floor was inlaid with extravagant jade, making Su Bai feel like he’d stepped into some foreign warlord’s palace.
About seven or eight people were inside, roughly split between men and women. When Su Bai walked in, curious glances immediately landed on him.
"Alright, let me introduce everyone—this is Su Bai, the guy Chen'ang and I recently got to know. He’s the one who snatched my JeSkO right out from under me. Unbelievable!"
Wu Hanyu put on an exaggerated act, playing the fool as usual.
A tall woman cut in without mercy, "What do you mean your JeSkO? You lost fair and square, stop trying to save face. Weren’t your parents cutting off your spending anyway? Even if you managed the down payment, you’d never keep up with the installments. You’d have had to sell it secondhand sooner or later."
"...Please, my lady, spare me the embarrassment."
Wu Hanyu clasped his hands together, grimacing.
The banter continued as the group warmed up.
Su Bai could tell—Wu Hanyu might not be the richest in the room, but he was definitely the social glue holding this little circle together.
To keep a group like this tight, you needed someone with high EQ, a smooth operator who could navigate conflicts inside and outside the circle.
And realistically, everyone here was probably operating at a similar financial level.
Su Bai had a funny thought—maybe their parents’ cash flow was about on par with where he was at now.
Not bad at all.
After some small talk, Su Bai blended in effortlessly.
Socializing wasn’t an issue for him—he just preferred quiet. He could handle the necessary performances when needed.
Besides, Wu Hanyu had already clued him in on the biggest perk of joining this circle:
Resource exchange.
A lot of rare items or high-end services? Without the right connections, you wouldn’t even know where to look.
The stuff you could find publicly? Overpriced and underwhelming.
This wasn’t like dating—for girls, you could just pick from the university pool. Jiangcheng University might not be top-tier, but it was still a decent school. Most students here were well-behaved, making it a great hunting ground.
Other things? Not so simple. Take buying a tennis court—if it weren’t for Yangyang mentioning Wu Hanyu was selling his sports club, Su Bai wouldn’t have had a clue where to start.
He couldn’t just keep bothering Xia Lin for everything. Sure, she was the caring older sister type, but even she had her limits.
So it was a perfect match—these friends had the connections, and Su Bai had endless money to burn.
Fitting in? Only natural.
The sharp-tongued woman who’d called out Wu Hanyu earlier seemed particularly interested in Su Bai, peppering him with questions about racing and who he usually hung out with.
"Me? I don’t race much. Just some occasional mountain runs with Liu Chen'ang."
The woman immediately scoffed, "What’s fun about hanging with that softie? Next time, hit up the famous tracks down south. I’ll show you something exciting."
As she spoke, she licked her lips and shot Su Bai a blatantly flirtatious look.
Su Bai remained unmoved.
Please. He was a Sigma male—no way some woman could rattle him that easily.
Besides, he’d already discreetly scanned her with his system. Hmm…
[Name: Xue Yimei]
[Looks: 75 (no makeup)]
[Height: 161cm]
[Figure: A-cup]
[Dating History: 9]
[Current Health: Clean]
Wait, sis, you’re 161cm with an A-cup?
Su Bai couldn’t help but give Xue Yimei a once-over.
At first glance, he’d thought she was pushing 170cm.
Turns out it was just platform heels—probably with insoles too.
As for her figure… well, let’s just say padding does wonders.
Noticing Su Bai’s scrutiny, Xue Yimei flushed, a mix of embarrassment and irritation flashing across her face. She stomped her foot and huffed, "If you don’t want to hang out, just say so! What are you staring at?"
"Sorry."
"No, no, it’s fine, I’m not mad… Ugh."
She trailed off awkwardly, taking a sip of her drink instead.
Su Bai followed suit.
Rumor had it nightclubs loved selling fake liquor, but given the crowd in this VIP room, he doubted they’d stoop that low.
A few classic bottles of imported liquor sat on the table—brands anyone would recognize. Su Bai was curious to try them.
He’d never order this stuff himself (he was a wine guy), but sampling it on someone else’s dime? No problem.
The others watched in shock.
Since when did Xue Yimei, the infamous dragon lady, act so… coy?
This was unheard of.
Xue Yimei had a reputation in their circles for being fiery.
Probably inherited from her Chongqing-born mother—that temper ran in the blood.
Getting her to speak civilly was a miracle. So why was she being so gentle with Su Bai?
It wasn’t just her, either. The whole group treated Su Bai with unusual warmth.
A guy who could drop 30 million on a car without financing? With a background even background checks couldn’t crack? That was next-level. Someone like him slumming it in Jiangcheng’s scene was almost a waste. If Su Bai had even a hint of show-off in him, he’d have moved to Shanghai ages ago—international playground, way more to enjoy.
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.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
