A senior with such looks paired with her shy personality—it couldn’t get any more perfect!
[Ding! Detected that the host is enjoying the senior’s affection—how indulgent! Reward: Cash +50,000]
[Reminder: Zhou Jialu’s current emotional state has reached the threshold.]
……
Finally, she said to Su Bai:
"Junior, I can’t hold back my emotions anymore. I want… I want to give myself to you now~"
Zhou Jialu’s sincere gaze caught Su Bai off guard.
Huh? Weren’t you the one who insisted on romance and atmosphere?
Su Bai knew it was just a girl’s "quirks."
Who would’ve thought Zhou Jialu would be the one to crack first?
The reason was simple.
In just these few days, Zhou Jialu had spent time with Su Bai and witnessed his "money power" firsthand.
Not to mention how popular he was among girls.
Even the aloof academic ace Chen Yusheng and the refined, dignified heiress Xia Lin were interested in him.
In terms of looks, Zhou Jialu was confident she could hold her own against them.
It was hard to say who was better—each had their own charm.
But when it came to family background and talent? She fell far short.
She had neither.
So Zhou Jialu decided to seize the initiative.
She tossed aside her girlish fantasies about her first time and went full pragmatism.
Right here, right now—she would become Su Bai’s first woman!
Any man would hold some fondness for his first.
Sure, they’d only been together for less than a week—giving herself up so soon might seem reckless.
But Su Bai was exceptional, so this wasn’t recklessness. It was decisive action!
"Still want that romantic atmosphere?"
"Wuwu, junior, forget the theatrics. You appearing in my life is the grandest romance of all!"
……
……
[Ding! Detected S-tier goddess Zhou Jialu’s affection +4. Current affection: 95. Reward: Lottery draws +4]
[First time obtaining an S-tier goddess’s most precious gift. Reward: Special skill—"Emperor"]
[Emperor: …]
Su Bai was already thrilled about the four lottery draws when another surprise followed.
This skill…
Let’s just say it was way too useful for a rich guy!
Glancing at Zhou Jialu curled up under the blankets, Su Bai figured the senior was utterly exhausted.
At that moment.
Zhou Jialu had buried her head under the covers and hadn’t emerged for a while.
Once she calmed down, shy rationality took over.
She needed some mental prep before facing Su Bai again.
The other reason for hiding…
She was worn out.
Yep, Su Bai’s guess was spot-on.
The Body Enhancement Serum had already boosted his stamina to peak human levels.
Add the +3 special stats from the lottery?
Among ordinary people, he was already outstanding—athlete-level, even.
……
Under the covers, Zhou Jialu clung to Su Bai, nestling against him.
When she felt him shift, as if about to leave, she whined, "Junior, don’t go. Let me hold you a little longer, okay?"
"I’m not leaving. Just grabbing a cold Coke," Su Bai reassured her. "Don’t worry, I’ll stay. Just craving a post-coital ice-cold Coke."
"…Oh."
Most guys smoked afterward, but Su Bai went for a Coke—how quirky.
Maybe it was this carefree, unbothered attitude that drew Zhou Jialu to him.
Soon, Su Bai returned, reclining against the headboard as he sipped his Coke.
The icy fizz slid down his throat, refreshing every inch of him.
But his cool bliss didn’t last long.
……
Much later.
Zhou Jialu had zero energy left.
She lay limp in Su Bai’s arms, frail as an injured fawn.
Meanwhile, Su Bai remained bright-eyed and bushy-tailed.
Playing affectionately with Zhou Jialu’s hair, he checked the system—her affection had skyrocketed to 97.
Two more lottery draws added to his stash, now totaling six.
Su Bai decided to save up for a ten-draw.
Just then, Zhou Jialu murmured in a drowsy, sultry voice:
"Junior… do you think I’m a really shallow girl?"
"Shallow how?"
"I wasn’t planning to rush things, but when you mentioned buying me jewelry, I… well, one thing led to another! It’s not just about the money—I just felt you treated me so well, so it felt natural…"
Zhou Jialu rambled on, her words slurring until Su Bai… interrupted.
He kissed her cheek and said gently, "I like a senior who loves money. After all, I’ve got money power."
She blinked, then burst out laughing.
Her worried expression blossomed into a radiant smile.
Right—she didn’t mind being seen as materialistic, but she cared about Su Bai’s opinion. That just proved she only had eyes for him.
Luckily, her junior was open-minded and easygoing.
A match made in heaven.
……
Half an hour later.
The two strolled down a nearby pedestrian street.
They could’ve stayed in, but Zhou Jialu was a little nervous.
So they opted for a walk.
……
Zhou Jialu couldn’t help wondering—was he really a virgin?
Whatever.
At the very least, she was definitely his first woman in college. Heh, that was enough!
She was content.
Su Bai wasn’t. He was itching to splurge—his inner tycoon was restless.
If the world of rich young masters had an esports scene, Su Bai would be the Chovy of money-flaunting.
A farming legend.
Before dinner, Su Bai decided to buy Zhou Jialu a necklace.
For a girl with her ample curves, an exquisite, dazzling necklace would be perfect.
Along with the necklace, he spotted a brooch—also a perfect match for Senior Deer!
His jewelry criteria? Pure vibes. Price? Irrelevant.
Two necklaces and a brooch later, another 200,000+ spent.
Zhou Jialu was starting to feel numb—to Su Bai, money was just numbers.
What a blissful numbness. Let me drown in it forever!
She clung to Su Bai’s arm, making her silent wish.
Her steps were a little unsteady—if you know, you know.
Su Bai slowed his pace for her, earning a delighted smile.
With time to spare, Su Bai spotted a high-end salon. The stylists looked legit.
Since he’d be traveling with the campus belles soon, he figured a glow-up was in order.
Sure, he was decent-looking, but his haircut was basic—just a standard 20-yuan trim from the campus barber. No flair, no design.
The clothes he was wearing were a bit too plain. Su Bai wasn’t one to chase after designer labels, but who wouldn’t want to look more handsome and striking?
When Su Bai shared his thoughts with Zhou Jialu, her eyes lit up. "How about I take charge of your makeover? First, a haircut, then we’ll go shopping for clothes. Trust me, I’ll make sure your handsomeness goes up by at least two—no, three levels!"
"That’s quite the exaggeration. Three levels? I might as well debut as an idol," Su Bai teased.
"You’ve already got great features. Honestly, most male idols in the entertainment industry aren’t that good-looking—it’s all about the packaging," Zhou Jialu said dismissively. She wasn’t the type to obsess over celebrities; she watched dramas and variety shows purely for fun.
If given the choice, she’d much rather focus on her husband.
That’s just how doting wives are.
As they stepped into the salon, the receptionist, Tony, took one glance at Zhou Jialu’s outfit and Su Bai’s watch before breaking into a wide, ingratiating smile.
"Welcome to La-Lavina Custom Styling, sir! We’re the most high-end and professional image designers in all of Jiangcheng. Are you here for a complete personal transformation?"
"Yep. Just discuss the details with her—I’m clueless about this stuff. Come up with a plan, and I’ll give the final approval," Su Bai replied.
Instantly, the receptionist pieced together Su Bai’s personality in his mind.
Wealthy, decisive, but hates hassle.
Working in the service industry for years had honed his ability to read customers.
Some rich guys dragged in by their women would let them call all the shots.
A few were even clearly being manipulated, bending entirely to their partner’s preferences.
But Su Bai? Definitely not one of them.
The woman beside him was alluring and fierce, the kind who looked like she could hold her own—yet she was utterly devoted to him, her eyes sparkling with adoration.
This guy was clearly someone not to be trifled with.
So the receptionist skipped the usual upselling and got straight to discussing options with Zhou Jialu. Soon, they settled on a plan.
"Sir, with your tall and broad build, a ruggedly handsome style would suit you best. We recommend an American crew cut—easy to maintain, just a bit of styling gel when you head out."
"We’ll also refine your eyebrows slightly to sharpen your features and give you a more commanding presence."
"With this look, you can pull off an Ivy League aesthetic for casual wear, or go full-on sharp-dressed with a suit—think ‘suit-and-tie bad boy’ with a touch of sophistication..."
Gotta admit, this high-end stylist was pretty trendy.
He pulled out a tablet, used AI-assisted modeling to generate a 3D avatar of Su Bai, and showed him the expected results of the new hairstyle.
Su Bai gave it a glance and nodded in approval. "Let’s do it."
After a meticulous forty-minute cut, Su Bai stood in front of the full-length mirror, momentarily dazed.
Turns out, for someone with decent looks to begin with—regardless of gender—a new hairstyle could be as transformative as plastic surgery.
Beside him, his senior’s gaze was practically molten.
The stylist’s skills were legit—the layers in Su Bai’s hair were impeccably crafted.
Of course, the price tag was equally outrageous: over 1,300 yuan.
At least men didn’t require as much maintenance as women, whose bills could skyrocket even higher.
Before stumbling into the Lavish Tycoon System, Su Bai would’ve never set foot in a place like this.
1,300 yuan? At the average rate of 20 yuan per haircut, that was enough for sixty-plus trims—enough to last years if he went once a month.
Sure, a 20-yuan haircut wouldn’t make him look great—might even do the opposite—but hey, looks couldn’t put food on the table.
That’s what he used to think. Now, though, things were different. A polished, attractive appearance made it easier for Su Bai to charm women and secure more targets for his indulgence rebates.
Next, under Zhou Jialu’s guidance, he hit up a trendy boutique and assembled a full Ivy League-inspired wardrobe.
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.
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
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...
