The woman lying on the hospital bed was frail and pale. Hearing footsteps, she looked up.
It was Chu Han and Zhou Yi who had arrived.
Chu Han rushed over and carefully embraced her, tears flooding her eyes once again.
"Mom, I'm here."
Chu Yun patted her back gently. "It's alright, don't cry, don't cry."
Though she comforted Chu Han, the woman couldn't help but redden her own eyes.
If she were to die like this, leaving Chu Han alone in this world, how pitiful her daughter would be.
Chu Han knew her mother was just trying to reassure her. She wiped her tears and forced a smile. "Mom, don’t worry. The doctor said as long as you have the surgery and undergo chemotherapy properly, you can recover."
Chu Yun smiled bitterly—where would the money for treatment come from?
The little savings left were meant for Chu Han’s education.
The moment she learned the diagnosis, she had already prepared herself for death.
She didn’t want to burden her family, nor did she want to drag Chu Han down.
"And this is...?" Chu Yun was startled when she noticed Zhou Yi.
Who was this young man of noble bearing, and why was he with her daughter?
Chu Han wiped her tears. "Mom, this is Zhou Yi. You even treated him to a meal before."
Hearing the familiar name, Chu Yun was genuinely surprised.
This young man before her was Zhou Yi!?
How had he changed so much?
"Xiao Yi, you’ve changed so much that Auntie didn’t recognize you. I’m so sorry."
"It’s alright, Auntie."
Chu Yun motioned for them to sit down.
Chu Han held her mother’s hand. "Mom, don’t worry about the money. Someone has already agreed to lend it to us."
"Who?"
"Zhou Yi."
Chu Yun looked at the refined young man—was he from a wealthy family?
Zhou Yi spoke up at the right moment. "Auntie, don’t worry about the money. Chu Han and I are good friends. I can lend it to you."
"Does your family know? Child, this is a huge sum."
"They know. Please don’t worry."
Zhou Yi smiled gently.
Watching Zhou Yi converse warmly with her mother, Chu Han felt a bittersweet ache in her heart.
Zhou Yi was such a good person, yet she had been blinded by money.
Chu Yun was moved beyond words.
After all, Zhou Yi had no ties to their family, and 100,000 yuan was no small amount—yet he offered it so generously.
The woman held Zhou Yi’s hand, thanking him repeatedly.
As dusk fell, Zhou Yi turned to Chu Han. "I’ll transfer the money to your card. I have something to attend to tonight, so I’ll take my leave."
Chu Yun urged her daughter, "Go see him off."
Chu Han escorted Zhou Yi to the hospital entrance to hail a taxi.
"Thank you so much, Zhou Yi. I’ll work hard to repay you, along with everything I owe you from before."
"You’re only a sophomore—there’s no rush. Focus on graduating and earning money first. Don’t waste your time on this."
Chu Han’s eyes reddened again. "After how terribly I treated you, why are you still helping me?"
Even if Zhou Yi had refused, it would have been understandable.
Zhou Yi lowered his gaze, silent for a moment. "Maybe it’s because your mother’s cooking once made me feel warmth."
Chu Han hadn’t expected that answer.
Of course—Zhou Yi had once been an orphan. No matter how much wealth he gained now, that love could never be replaced.
She, at least, had her mother’s love, even in a single-parent household.
But Zhou Yi... seemed to have always been alone, with no one to care for him.
"I know you can’t forgive me now, but I’ll work hard to change—until you’re willing to give me another chance."
"Your change should be for yourself, not for me. Haven’t you learned from this experience? Relying on others is unreliable."
Zhou Yi was a calm and pragmatic person.
He firmly believed in self-reliance—in this world, no one was dependable except oneself.
Chu Han paused, then her gaze grew steady and resolute.
"You’re right. My change should be for myself first. But there’s no denying that it was you who changed me."
Without Zhou Yi’s help, what path would she have taken?
She had even considered dropping out to work.
Her future would have been bleak.
And even then, she might not have been able to save her mother.
For Chu Han, losing her mother would have meant losing all hope to live.
At least Zhou Yi was nothing like Gao Wenhao.
No—just in terms of character, Zhou Yi surpassed him by a thousandfold.
"The taxi’s here. Call me if you need anything."
"Thank you... Yi-ge."
Zhou Yi nodded and got into the car, leaving the hospital behind.
He was on his way to his new home at Zijin Bay.
Just then, the system notified him: "Host, Chu Han’s remorse value has maxed out. You’ve received a rare reward."
"Rare reward?"
This sounded different from the usual "gift packs"—more prestigious, somehow.
Given that this was part of the main quest assigned by the system, the reward shouldn’t be disappointing.
"Correct, Host. For each of the three mission targets completed, you’ll receive a rare reward."
"Let’s see what it is."
"Congratulations, Host. You’ve obtained the skill [Light of Entertainment]."
"What does [Light of Entertainment] mean?"
"It means you can instantly identify which movies, TV shows, scripts, or novels will become hits—anything related to entertainment."
Zhou Yi’s eyes widened slightly. A skill like this?
"So if I start a company to invest in films and TV shows, I’d never have to worry about money again?"
"In theory, yes."
Zhou Yi checked his panel again.
[Name: Zhou Yi]
[Level: Lv15 (Silver)]
[Wealth: 7,659,250 yuan (Affluent)]
[Appearance: 100 (Unmatched)]
[Combat: 100 (Unrivaled)]
[IQ: 200 (Genius)]
[Reputation: 48 (Campus Heartthrob)]
[Attribute Points: 13,008]
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[Mission Progress:]
[Xia Qiuzhi’s Remorse: 40]
[Chu Han’s Remorse: 100]
[Su Ning’s Remorse: 60]
[Reversal Progress: 40]
[Heartbeat Points: 8,049]
[Admirers: 1 (B-rank: You Man)]
[Achievement: Against All Odds]
[Acquired Items/Skills: Photographic Memory / Basic Medical Skills / Light of Entertainment]
[Current Ranking: 597,644]
[System Store: Unlocked]
It was real!
Zhou Yi slapped his thigh—this was his golden ticket for life!
Maybe he wouldn’t even need to rely on affection points to build his fortune.
The young man had no idea that even greater wealth awaited him in the future.
Zhou Yi made up his mind to act immediately.
Tomorrow, he’d register a company, rent an office, and hire a team to form an investment and operations group.
Next, he would start looking for movies awaiting investment, and perhaps even scout for potential platforms.
The wind roared past the car window, brushing against the young man's youthful face.
A rising star in the world of investment was beginning to shine.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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?"
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
