What Zhou Jialu said might sound a bit snobbish, but it was the truth.
In this society, money is your confidence.
When they were leaving, why did Zhang Kang’s face show a hint of fear?
Of course, it was because the financial power displayed by Zhou Jialu’s boyfriend made him feel intimidated.
Truth be told, even Zhou Jialu didn’t know the exact background of Su Bai’s family.
But one thing was certain—it could easily crush someone like Zhang Kang.
Ever since she received Liu Yuanyuan’s call, Zhou Jialu had already been calculating how to handle today’s situation.
This time, she had to thoroughly scare Zhang Kang off and eliminate any possibility of him causing trouble in the future.
Otherwise, Zhou Jialu herself would find it annoying, and Su Bai would too. If Su Bai got upset over something like this, it would inevitably lower his opinion of her.
This opinion mainly concerned her ability to handle social situations.
Rich men aren’t fools—they highly value a woman’s emotional intelligence.
Zhou Jialu wanted to tie herself to Su Bai for life, to stay by his side and enjoy a life of luxury forever.
Tell me, if she couldn’t even independently deal with harassment from someone like Zhang Kang,
what right did she have to enjoy Su Bai’s affection long-term?
Although Zhou Jialu’s looks and figure were top-tier, the problem was that mere pretty faces weren’t exactly rare in this world.
What was truly rare were men like Su Bai.
Young, wealthy, handsome, and even well-endowed in that department…
Luckily, this matter was resolved quickly and smoothly.
Zhou Jialu couldn’t help feeling a little smug—her habit of taking on internships during college to sharpen her social skills had indeed paid off. She knew exactly how to deal with people, how to handle scumbags like Zhang Kang.
Oh, and there was also her junior, Liu Yuanyuan, who had helped her deal with the situation in time.
Glancing at Liu Yuanyuan beside her, Zhou Jialu spoke up, “Thanks, junior. You did great today.”
“Hehe, I didn’t really do much. It was all thanks to you, senior… But, senior, since you humiliated Zhang Kang like this, do you think he’ll badmouth you behind your back or even spread nasty rumors?”
Liu Yuanyuan suddenly thought of this possibility and couldn’t help but worry.
“Doesn’t matter. He won’t dare make too much noise—at most, he’ll just insinuate things in the shadows.” Zhou Jialu said breezily. “That kind of thing? I couldn’t care less. My reputation hasn’t been great since high school anyway. I stopped caring about what others think a long time ago.”
“In fact, I hope Zhang Kang goes ahead and spreads the word, lets everyone know I’m being pampered by a tycoon.”
In this regard, Zhou Jialu was truly different from ordinary girls.
She was materialistic—unapologetically so.
Just imagining the way people would use vulgar words to describe how she was being spoiled by a wealthy man, their faces twisted with hatred and envy yet powerless to do anything, made Zhou Jialu’s cheeks flush. She couldn’t help but let out a soft hum.
This was one of her stranger pleasures—she loved the feeling of being kept by a powerful man.
As for becoming Su Bai’s possession? That was perfectly fine. It gave Zhou Jialu a deep sense of security.
At her core, she was that kind of woman—fiery and tough on the outside, but soft and dependent in private.
Compared to those so-called “independent women” who hypocritically flaunted their self-sufficiency while living off men’s money, Zhou Jialu’s straightforward personality was practically a breath of fresh air.
“Senior, you’re so strong-minded. I really admire you,” Liu Yuanyuan praised sincerely.
“Oh, stop it, that’s too cheesy. You’re making me blush… Hurry up and open Meituan to decide what we’re eating.”
Meanwhile.
Su Bai was driving back to campus.
He bought some snacks on the way, planning to eat them in the dorm tonight.
He was going to game with his silly roommate Wang Haoran, so he figured he’d stay in the dorm for once.
As much as he adored his senior, they couldn’t just cling to each other like conjoined twins all the time. Life needed variety.
Because of the delay, he missed the dramatic showdown between “Senior vs. Zhang Kang” in the southern campus parking lot.
The class meeting was held in one of the teaching buildings. Their advisor, Xia Lin, had booked a classroom, and students just had to arrive by the scheduled time.
The whole thing was only scheduled for one class period.
Xia Lin had announced in the class group chat that she would efficiently arrange everything from now until the National Day holiday. The next class meeting wouldn’t be until October.
Su Bai liked this no-nonsense, efficient style of hers.
In the classroom.
Xia Lin sat on a stool behind the lectern, holding an old-model iPad displaying what looked like a research paper—very impressive.
“Advisor Xia, you’re so diligent! Even during a class meeting, you’re still doing research. Looks like the graduate scholarship in our department is yours for sure this year.”
The moment Xue Tao walked in and saw Xia Lin reading a paper, he immediately plastered on a sycophantic smile and started buttering her up.
Xia Lin frowned slightly and replied dryly, “Our department is relatively well-funded. Generally, all grad students receive scholarships—you don’t need to be outstanding to get one.”
“…Oh, haha, guess I wasn’t aware of that.” Xue Tao laughed awkwardly before adding, “Well then, I hope you achieve even greater success, maybe win some young scholar award or something—”
“The young scholar award is for faculty members with teaching positions. It has nothing to do with me.”
Xia Lin was thoroughly exasperated. “Enough rambling. Go take your seat.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Having struck out twice with his flattery, Xue Tao could only force a smile and slink to the back row.
Meanwhile, the quick-witted Wang Haoran had already booted up his mobile game and cleared three dungeons. Truly impressive.
A new gacha banner had dropped yesterday, and after Wang Haoran mentioned it on WeChat, Su Bai immediately dumped another few grand into it.
The man genuinely treated money like water.
Unbelievable. Being Su Bai’s account caretaker was definitely the right call—wasn’t this way more fun than playing his own account?
Chu Mingzhe wore a pair of high-end international brand earbuds, lost in some classical music, looking utterly blissful.
Xue Tao glanced at his two roommates and shook his head.
So immature. They didn’t understand social etiquette at all.
Right now, the advisor wasn’t familiar with the class yet. This was the perfect opportunity to impress Xia Lin and secure a recommendation for a position in the student union next semester.
That was Xue Tao’s plan.
As a sophisticated local, he had to strategize early for his college life.
And it wasn’t just the student union.
There was also the student council, clubs, exchange associations…
Life had to be vibrant—at least, it had to look vibrant on social media to project that high-class aura.
Xue Tao admitted it himself—he loved the spotlight. He wanted to become a campus celebrity, because only then would he have access to higher-tier girls.
Liu Yuanyuan wasn’t bad, but Xue Tao wanted better!
Just as Xue Tao was fantasizing about his glorious four-year reign, Su Bai walked in through the front door.
Instantly, the few female students in the class turned to look at him.
They all vaguely sensed something different about him.

or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

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.”