Afterwards.
Chen Yusheng lay lazily on her side, her back resting against Su Bai's solid frame. His arm was tucked beneath her head, serving as a surprisingly comfortable pillow.
She had never imagined that the muscular arm of a tall, strong guy like Su Bai could feel so nice—not too hard or uncomfortable.
Muscles probably only reveal their true strength during heavy physical labor.
Chen Yusheng gazed at Su Bai's forearm and slender fingers, then instinctively reached to hold his hand, interlacing their fingers.
It was a blissful, secure feeling.
Then she noticed Su Bai’s free left hand holding a phone, angling it to snap a photo of their intertwined fingers. The background—a distinctly hotel-style pillow and rumpled sheets—hinted at something more intimate.
Chen Yusheng turned to look at Su Bai, puzzled. Neither of them was the type to document their lives through photos.
"This picture would make a great announcement post for my social media, don’t you think?"
"...You want to make it public?"
"That surprised look on your face makes it seem like I’m some irresponsible jerk," Su Bai said, amused.
"But you... well, I’m your kept woman, not your regular girlfriend," Chen Yusheng murmured, her eyes flickering.
"Exactly because you’re not a regular girlfriend that I want to announce it."
"Won’t that ruin your chances with other girls? Hmph."
Her tone was tinged with jealousy, a rare moment of playful pouting as she waited for his response, her heartbeat growing fervent.
She had assumed their arrangement would stay a private, secretive affair—that outwardly, they’d maintain their old dynamic as just friends.
Chen Yusheng had already accepted this. After all, Su Bai was incredibly wealthy, and he treated her well. Being sweet and affectionate in private was enough. She didn’t need the full girlfriend experience.
Or so she told herself. Deep down, she still felt a twinge of regret. As a freshman, she yearned for the kind of sweet, romantic relationship every girl dreams of, especially with someone who felt like a soulmate.
Yet here was Su Bai, actually proposing to go public.
Su Bai, however, was unapologetic. "Because I really like you. At least for now, I want you to be my girlfriend. I want everyone to know."
"As for other girls... well, you know I hate complications. If someone can’t accept that I have a girlfriend, I’m not interested in dealing with them anyway."
"I prefer keeping my relationships harmonious."
Hearing this, Chen Yusheng instantly understood his reasoning.
Of course—Su Bai prioritized his own peace of mind. He wasn’t the type of messy, traditional playboy who’d let his life spiral into chaos. To him, that was no better than begging.
If he was going to be a playboy, he’d do it with dignity.
"So... I’m your official girlfriend now?"
"Yep, you are!"
"Hmph."
Chen Yusheng giggled quietly to herself before murmuring, "Fine, I’ll reluctantly agree to go public."
"Oh, it’s reluctant? Then forget it. Staying low-key is fine too."
With that, Su Bai pretended to put his phone away.
Panicking, Chen Yusheng snatched it back, unlocking it with his finger. She sent the photo of their clasped hands to her own account, "Rain Pause," then nestled against Su Bai’s chest, happily tapping away at her phone.
After drafting the post, she quickly hit "share" on her social media, then copied the text and sent it to Su Bai.
"You post it too. The exact same thing."
"Alright, alright!"
Su Bai chuckled. He was the type who hated crafting social media posts, so her taking charge was a relief.
But when he read the caption, he nearly laughed out loud.
This was so quintessentially Chen Yusheng.
[LOL, so Su Bai acts all proper around you, huh?
Well, he’s a whole different person with me...
Extra energetic, if you know what I mean...
If you think you can handle it, go ahead and click the pic—
Psych! Not showing you anything!
Hehe~
Wanna be my forever plus-one?]
Paired with the photo of their hands against the disheveled hotel sheets, it was... something else.
Honestly?
Unhinged.
No normal girl would write something like this. Her family must’ve hired a chaos gremlin as her life coach.
But then again—
This was exactly why Su Bai adored her.
If she were like other girls, obsessing over societal expectations, power plays, and one-upmanship in relationships, she’d lose that unique charm.
Loving someone openly, proudly declaring, "I’m sleeping with this man from now on"—
That was pure Chen Yusheng.
Seemingly thrilled with her masterpiece, she even took Su Bai’s phone to post the same thing, only swapping the names.
But the moment the posts went live, Chen Yusheng froze.
Then she buried herself under the blankets, rolling around in bed.
"Ahhh! I’m gonna die of embarrassment!"
"Seriously?" Su Bai grinned. "You wrote that unhinged caption and now you’re shy?"
"W-well, yeah! Being chaotic is fun, but still..."
"I get it," Su Bai nodded sagely. "Your abstract ambitions have outpaced your cringe tolerance."
"Mhm!"
Chen Yusheng popped her head out from the covers, nodding eagerly at Su Bai with a look that screamed, "You totally get me!"
...
Their phones buzzed nonstop with likes and comments.
Neither bothered to check.
Or maybe they were too scared to.
Some people are like that—thriving on chaos but secretly terrified of the fallout, like kids who love setting off firecrackers in sewers but panic at the thought of getting caught.
Right now, their social circles were indeed like a sewer hit by a firecracker.
The explosion was instantaneous.
Dozens of reactions flooded their posts.
...
In a graduate dorm at Jiangcheng University,
Xia Lin lounged in an artsy wicker chair by the window, basking in the afternoon sun during her tea break.
She’d just woken from a nap. With nothing to do until her evening lab session, she was savoring the downtime.
Not all grad students were equally busy. Some slaved away in labs until 10 PM, living a 996 grind.
But Xia Lin? She’d chosen an easygoing, low-pressure advisor.
Not like she needed a high-powered career anyway.
Such was the life of a wealthy girl—as long as things were comfortable, ambition was optional.
Just as Xia Lin was about to pick up a book to indulge in some literary refinement, several classmates suddenly messaged her on WeChat, urging Director Xia to check Su Bai and Chen Yusheng’s social media posts immediately.
When Xia Lin opened the app, her lazy expression abruptly turned serious.
Then, a pleased smile curled at the corners of her lips.
“Well, well… this little one… actually succeeded so quickly.”

Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"

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.

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...

saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"