The issue was quickly resolved, as Su Bai had sent her a message while she was showering, saying he’d ordered her some takeout and bought her clothes. The delivery was left right at the hotel room door, hanging on the handle.
Chen Yusheng wrapped herself tightly in the bathrobe, leaving not an inch of skin exposed. That way, even if she ran into a stranger in the hallway while retrieving the package, she wouldn’t look improper.
Truth be told, Chen Yusheng dressed quite conservatively. In the summer, for instance, she usually wore long skirts—long skirts paired with black tights, which sounded a bit odd. But her cool, scholarly demeanor was the only thing that could pull it off.
No strangers were around.
She retrieved a large, opaque plastic bag.
It felt like opening a blind box.
Chen Yusheng’s heart suddenly raced a little. Now that she thought about it, this was probably the first time Su Bai had ever bought her clothes.
What a bizarre scenario.
After a night of chaos, she’d slept until the afternoon in a luxurious hotel room, only for the playboy who’d disappeared who-knows-where to send her a “clothing delivery”…
“Alright, let’s see what kind of taste this big white goose has… Hmm.”
The first things that caught her eye were a long-sleeved autumn jacket and pants from Uniqlo.
Nothing special.
Perfect for wearing back to campus.
Su Bai had bought her a size 170, slightly on the smaller side—exactly her size for this brand. Heh, how thoughtful of the big white goose.
Wait… this didn’t seem like Uniqlo.
It wasn’t until Chen Yusheng tried the clothes on that she realized it.
The logo just looked similar, but the texture of the fabric felt undeniably expensive. “There’s no way this is Uniqlo!”
She snapped a photo of the logo and ran it through an image search. Turns out, it was a niche streetwear brand.
A quick glance at their official website showed that their prices were outrageous.
Though admittedly, the clothes were stylish and made with high-quality materials.
These were the kind of nice clothes Chen Yusheng had never been able to justify buying for herself.
Oh well, no point dwelling on the price—to Su Bai, this was pocket change.
If she was going to be pampered by the big white goose, she might as well embrace the mindset of being pampered!
Next, Chen Yusheng turned her attention to the remaining items in the bag.
Hmm…
These were a bit harder to judge.
Two pairs of black tights from an international luxury brand.
As a connoisseur of tights, Chen Yusheng was well-versed in the offerings of various brands.
She knew the affordable online store options best—those around fifty yuan a pair, offering great value, durability, and comfort, with just enough design flair to satisfy a girl’s love for beauty.
As for the pricier, semi-luxury brands, she wasn’t as familiar, but the one Su Bai had bought was legendary—how could she not recognize it?
Even the basic models cost two to three hundred yuan, and the high-end lines rarely dipped below five hundred.
Instantly, Chen Yusheng’s interest was piqued. Her eyes sparkled as she eagerly unwrapped the tights and tried them on.
Wow. Five-hundred-yuan tights really were on another level compared to fifty-yuan ones.
The silky texture, the reassuring snugness, the smooth yet just-right resistance…
The second pair was also black, slightly thinner.
But its most striking feature was that it was… that kind.
Combined with the other item in the bag—a silk slip dress—Chen Yusheng immediately understood the intended use for these two pieces.
“Ugh, this big white goose… He’s not even back yet, and he’s already thinking about… Hmph.”
Grumbling under her breath, Chen Yusheng nonetheless obediently changed into the outfit Su Bai had bought for her.
A light brown silk slip dress paired with 15D matte-finish… black tights.
The big white goose had decent taste.
The glossy silk slip dress, combined with Chen Yusheng’s cool yet slightly youthful beauty, added a touch of mature sensuality.
The matte tights created an air of mystery from the waist down.
If they’d been paired with shiny black tights, the look would’ve felt mismatched.
Not bad at all.
Just as Chen Yusheng was admiring herself in the mirror, Su Bai returned.
The moment he pushed the door open, he was met with the sight of the stunningly beautiful, aloof academic goddess.
He froze for a second.
Her freshly washed, sleek black hair still carried a hint of moisture, complementing the misty haze in her eyes.
Chen Yusheng bit her lip, a faint glimmer of smug mischief flashing in her gaze. “Do I look good?”
“…Yeah.”
“Then shouldn’t you do something about it?”
……
Half an hour later.
The presidential suite had a delicate little round table—small, but more than enough for one person to eat at.
Chen Yusheng sat there, happily devouring a bowl of spicy hotpot, looking utterly content.
She crossed her legs leisurely.
As he watched her, Su Bai suddenly remarked,
“It’s surprising that a girl as lovely as Yusheng never had anyone chasing after her.”
“I did,” Chen Yusheng slurped up a mouthful of noodles, her words slightly muffled. “Boys have been after me since elementary school, but they all got scared off pretty easily.”
“Because you’re too aloof?”
“Mhm.”
“Guess I’m just thick-skinned, then.”
“Wrong. You’re just stats-heavy.”
The moment those words left her mouth, the two locked eyes and burst into genuine laughter.
It was true.
A girl like Chen Yusheng, if fate hadn’t been forcibly altered, would’ve spent all four years of university buried in studies, research, and making money.
Burdened by responsibilities and her own temperament, she would never have stepped into a relationship.
Unless someone could resolve all her worries—but how many people, whether wealthy students or middle-aged tycoons, would be willing to drop over three million yuan just to treat Chen Yusheng’s mother’s illness?
So she wasn’t wrong. Su Bai was a stats monster, and Su Bai just happened to like her a lot—that was what made their relationship possible.
……
“From now on, wear tights of this quality. You can toss all the old ones.”
“Okay.”
“For clothes, I’ll take you shopping when we have time. If you’d rather shop online, just send me the bill.”
“You already gave me an allowance—100,000 yuan.”
“That’s your monthly fixed allowance. Clothes are a separate expense.”
Yeah, right. If you don’t make me pay for them, who’s gonna cover the indulgence cashback I’m counting on?
Su Bai had it all figured out.
He wasn’t the type to spend money on women for no reason. The more a woman adored him, the more satisfying it was to splurge on her.
“If these tights feel comfortable, I’ll order a few more pairs later so you can rotate them.”
“They really are comfy.”
……
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ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
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.”
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
