Zhou Jialu waited outside the door for quite a while before Lu Yuning finally opened it.
"Eeh? Your face is so red. Are you feeling unwell?"
"N-no, nothing like that. I'm fine. I was just doing housework..."
"Oh, oh, haha... Actually, there's no need to clean it yourself. Just call room service."
"Mhm, I know. Thank you, Senior Xiaolu~"
Lu Yuning was sweating bullets.
To think she would visit so suddenly... wait, it wasn't sudden!
This morning, Xiaolu had made an appointment to come over and bring her a high-speed blender. The one she used at her old rental had been accidentally broken during the move. Sob, Ningning really is so clumsy.
Xiaolu had said that if she lacked any daily necessities, she could just tell her, and she would procure them all at once.
She claimed to be Su Bai's housekeeper.
Housekeeper... that sounded like such a distant term. In Lu Yuning's impression, only those wealthy families in TV dramas had settings involving housekeepers.
But Xiaolu looked different from those traditional housekeepers.
She was seen dragging a trolley cart, pulling a massive cardboard box inside.
"Eh, is this the blender?" Lu Yuning had seen plenty of similar kitchen appliances, but this was the first time she had seen such huge packaging.
"Yes. It's that imported German brand, called what's-it-name... I forget. Anyway, it's definitely good to use. You mentioned before that you use one a lot, so I brought a good one from home."
Xiaolu helped her install and test it.
How should one put it? Lu Yuning felt her horizons had been broadened. The craftsmanship of a luxury brand was indeed different from what she usually used.
She had heard that when it came to kitchenware, many rich people liked to use brands imported from Germany or Northern Europe. She originally thought this would have nothing to do with her in this lifetime, but who would have guessed...
"Woo, thank you, Senior..."
"There's nothing to thank me for. We are all good sisters. The standard of living definitely won't be poor. Just call me if you need anything else."
Zhou Jialu was incredibly sharp; naturally, she could see Lu Yuning's uneasiness.
...
Combining this with the message Su Bai had helped her reply to earlier, and the message Lu Yuning had sent on her phone, Zhou Jialu felt she had roughly pieced together the truth.
This was a good thing.
...
Thoughts flowing, Zhou Jialu said goodbye to Lu Yuning. Before leaving, she didn't forget to remind her: "Don't mistreat yourself when it comes to food. You can't just stop eating to lose weight. If it really comes down to it, just exercise more. You can ask Su Bai to take you to the Ascott gym; he's a professional when it comes to fitness."
Then she slipped away.
Staring at the high-speed blender, Lu Yuning spaced out for a while before coming back to her senses.
Hmm... let's use it to make dinner today.
Lu Yuning's dinner usually consisted of blending some fruit and vegetable juices or similar things using a food processor.
She was afraid of getting fat.
...
Afternoon.
Su Bai didn't have classes, so he ran over to Shengxi Technology to keep Chen Yusheng company while she read papers.
It was a bit bizarre to mention, but that abstract way of reading papers born from a sudden whim last time had received rave reviews from Chen Yusheng. She indicated that with Su Bai's help, her efficiency had improved a lot.
This wasn't scientific. Logically speaking, multitasking should only lower efficiency, so what was going on?
Could it be because her relationship with Su Bai was just too good?
It didn't matter. In any case, Su Bai also liked this style of play. Moreover, inside Shengxi's office, there was a wonderful kind of fun to it.
Aside from "watching anime," they had opened up a new battlefield called "reading papers"...
After a period of arduous paper studying, Su Bai asked:
"Has the company encountered any operational difficulties recently?"
"Not for the time being... and we probably won't encounter any. I feel like this kind of startup, especially since we make software, isn't as troublesome as running a factory."
"True." Mentioning opening a factory made Su Bai want to laugh. "The clothing factory I asked Xia to help me negotiate was secured without issue, but there are all sorts of miscellaneous things to deal with. Fortunately, simple sampling and trial production don't require the entire production line to be up and running."
"Yeah, you're just satisfying your own selfish desires, not needing mass production to make money." Chen Yusheng paused, her eyes suddenly lighting up. "Can I customize stockings?"
"Even if you didn't bring it up, I would have taken the initiative to do it."
"Hehe~"
The Big White Goose really understood her.
When she first found out Su Bai had hooked up with a beautiful designer, Chen Yusheng didn't think much of it. It wasn't until Lu Yuning started making custom clothes for Zhou Jialu that Chen Yusheng realized: this new sister was useful to her too!
In order to occupy a dominant position in Su Bai's lineup... commonly known as vying for favor, every confidante had to utilize her own unique advantages.
Chen Yusheng felt that her advantages were probably her good grades, and her legs?
Girls who were willing to wear stockings all day were indeed quite rare. Some girls might pretend for a while in social situations to flirt with rich guys, but after all, in the experience of most girls, wearing stockings wasn't very comfortable. So, an act that was inherently uncomfortable would eventually be unmasked by the passage of time.
Gradually, they would get too lazy to pretend.
Chen Yusheng genuinely liked it, which fit Su Bai's preferences perfectly.
This was also one of Su Bai's philosophies on love: it didn't matter if a girlfriend had strange fetishes; the key was that the fetish had to align with his.
Being compatible was the most important thing.
"By the way, I recently independently developed a new skill. Let me show you the effect."
"What is it?"
Chen Yusheng grew expectant. Every time Su Bai said such nonsense, it was inevitably followed by some abstract behavior that made people unable to hold back their laughter.
Su Bai cleared his throat and, in a pretentious tone with gritted teeth, said: "Lower your head!"
Chen Yusheng tilted her head, a question mark slowly appearing on her face.
"...Did you not feel that kind of sensation? Like, uh, feeling that I have a lot of leadership charisma?" Su Bai gestured with his hands.
"Dying of laughter. Where is the leadership charisma, I'd like to ask? This character doesn't have leadership charisma per se, from what I see."
It seemed Shengxi didn't really buy this act.
Su Bai had a sudden idea. He recorded a line with a rich "domineering CEO" flavor.
He sent it to a certain childhood friend for her appraisal.
In this regard, she was the professional.
The result was that it took a full ten minutes for the other party to reply. She said..., and typed a bunch of words that were clearly emotionally charged and showed she had already entered the role.
Hmm, not bad.
It seems the [Natural Leadership] skill is useful.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"

lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.