The beginner's training at the Jiangcheng International Circuit concluded in an overly smooth, even somewhat shocking, atmosphere.
The retired champion, Coach Zhang, looked at Wan Xinyue as if he were looking at a priceless, rare treasure. If Su Bai hadn't stopped him, he would have paid out of his own pocket right then and there to send this genius girl to the national youth training camp.
As for Su Bai, relying on his monstrous driving intuition and the green channel arranged by Xia Lin, he breezed through the preliminary assessments for his racing license as if it were a mere formality.
By the time they left the circuit, the sky was already turning dark.
The city's neon lights gradually lit up. Su Bai drove his itasha Porsche Panamera, taking the Wan sisters—who were still immersed in the afterglow of the racetrack—toward a top-tier private restaurant in the city center.
Tonight's dinner included not only the three of them, but also Lu Yuning.
When Su Bai pushed open the door to the elegant VIP private room of the restaurant, Lu Yuning was already sitting inside waiting.
Lu Yuning was wearing a well-tailored, asymmetrical white shirt paired with high-waisted black wide-leg pants today.
Although she wore delicate, light makeup, her brows and eyes still revealed a trace of fatigue from years of drawing and pattern-making.
Her voluptuous bosom, even hidden beneath an outfit that didn't particularly accentuate her figure, still highly satisfied Su Bai. Especially when paired with her submissive and timid expression, she truly looked delicious.
Ever since Su Bai unlocked the entire industry chain for her personal designs, Lu Yuning had completely transformed into a workaholic. Not only did she handle all the outrageous design requests from the girls in his group of confidantes, but she also constantly came up with new ways to surprise Su Bai.
For example, the tight pajamas that Wan Xinyue and Wan Xinyan wore over the past few nights—which exaggeratedly outlined their petite yet voluptuous figures and kept Su Bai utterly mesmerized—were all made by Ningning's hands.
Human creative desire truly knows no bounds.
The reason inspiration often seems to dry up is simply because it is suppressed by the dullness of daily life and work.
After exchanging greetings, the group took their seats, and the exquisite dishes were soon served in a steady stream.
The atmosphere at the dining table was very harmonious. Wan Xinyan chattered away, sharing how her sister had scared the retired champion at the racing circuit into doubting his life, keeping everyone laughing continuously.
However, amid the laughter and conversation, Lu Yuning, who was sitting opposite Su Bai, would unconsciously let her gaze drift toward him.
In her eyes, there was the relief of having finished her work report, but more so, there was a deeply hidden, flickering sense of resentment and longing.
She opened her mouth several times, seemingly wanting to say something, but upon seeing the charming and lovely twin sisters beside Su Bai, she forcefully swallowed her words back down.
In truth, she couldn't be blamed for acting this way.
Ever since she pulled several all-nighters before the new year to rush out the batch of New Year Hanfu and various special battle outfits for everyone, Su Bai had been tied up with all sorts of matters, or his time had been occupied by the other girls.
All things considered, as the fairy godmother who silently contributed behind the scenes, she hadn't been properly loved and pampered by her boss for nearly half a month.
Today, having finally gotten the chance to eat together under the pretext of reporting work progress, Lu Yuning originally wanted to hint to Su Bai about whether he could accompany her tonight. But with her thin skin, she was simply too embarrassed to speak up and compete for his favor.
Sigh, my personality is still too soft, Lu Yuning thought to herself.
This fish is cooked quite well, you two should eat more. You burned a lot of energy on the track today. Su Bai did not notice Lu Yuning's delicate, winding thoughts; he just thoughtfully served food to the sisters beside him.
Thank you, Brother Su Bai.
Just then, Wan Xinyan, who had always been extremely perceptive and highly emotionally intelligent, keenly caught Lu Yuning's hesitant and somewhat lonely gaze.
She was very good at reading people and controlling the room.
In this aspect alone, her shrewdness was on the same level as Zhou Jialu.
However, Wan Xinyan would never use her shrewdness for bad purposes, or in ways detrimental to Su Bai. This was the core principle that distinguished her from those foolish women in the vanity fair.
With just a slight turn of thought, Wan Xinyan saw right through Sister Ningning's mind.
Taking advantage of the time when Su Bai went to the restroom, only the three girls were left in the room.
Wan Xinyan immediately put down her chopsticks, pulled her sister Wan Xinyue along, and sat down next to Lu Yuning with a beaming smile.
Sister Yuning, we haven't properly thanked you these past few days! Those two sets of red silk pajamas you made for us are simply amazing!
Wan Xinyan leaned closer to Lu Yuning and lowered her voice, though her pure and sweet face wore a sly smirk. You have no idea, when Brother Su Bai saw us put on those clothes, his eyes went straight. These past few nights... he just couldn't keep his hands off us. It's all thanks to your divine designs that we're so favored.
Hearing this extremely blunt feedback, a blush instantly crept over Lu Yuning's cheeks, which were usually buried in drawings year-round. She waved her hands repeatedly in embarrassment.
Not at all... It's because you two have such great foundations. Those clothes were tailored specifically to highlight your physical advantages. As long as the boss... likes them, that's what matters.
Likes them! He absolutely loves them!
Wan Xinyan hugged Lu Yuning's arm, her big watery eyes filled with a light that intertwined sincerity and mischievousness. She leaned against Lu Yuning's ear and said briskly:
But honestly, my sister and I have indeed been tossed around by Brother Su Bai a bit too much these past few days and are quite tired. Plus, we could tell, the way you were looking at Brother Su Bai just now, Sister Yuning, there were practically sparks flying!
Ah? Was I... was I that obvious? Lu Yuning acted like a kitten whose tail had been stepped on, instantly blushing down to the roots of her ears, flustered and wanting to deny it.
Alright, Sister Yuning, we're all sisters here, there's nothing to be shy about.
The older sister, Wan Xinyue, who had been silent all along, also spoke up softly at this moment. She reached out her fair little hand and gently covered the back of Lu Yuning's hand, her eyes sincere. You've been working overtime even during the New Year for this family and for Brother Su Bai. We always remember your kindness in our hearts.
Wan Xinyan nodded frantically from the side, then patted her chest:
So, Sister Yuning, don't worry! Tonight, after dinner when we go back to the club, my sister and I will obediently go back to our own room to sleep. We absolutely won't disturb you two!
Wan Xinyan blinked playfully at Lu Yuning. Tonight, we'll hand Brother Su Bai over to you, completely and entirely. Let him properly and attentively keep you company, as a reward for our chief designer!
Listening to the unpretentious and thoughtful words of the twin sisters, and feeling their ungrudging acceptance and harmony.
An indescribable sense of emotion and gratitude surged into Lu Yuning's heart like a warm current.
Xinyan, Xinyue... thank you.
Lu Yuning held the sisters' hands in return, her eyes growing slightly hot. Her heart, which had been somewhat exhausted from days of overtime work, was now enveloped in an immense sense of happiness.
She truly missed Su Bai very much; she missed his broad and firm chest, and she missed his deep panting by her ear.
Creak—
Just then, the door to the private room was pushed open.
"What are you all chatting about? You seem so happy," Su Bai asked with a smile.
"It's a secret between us girls. We're definitely not telling you!" Wan Xinyan took the juice and playfully stuck out her tongue.
She then turned her head, exchanged a knowing look with her older sister Wan Xinyue, and gave Lu Yuning a subtle wink.
Looking at Lu Yuning, whose face was flushed with a coy, amorous glow, Su Bai had no idea what they had just been discussing. However, he knew it had to be a good thing. After all, whenever the Wan sisters schemed in private, it always ended up being an absolute treat for him.

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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.”

g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"