"Kong Xiaohe has been frail since childhood. His father took him everywhere seeking medical treatment, but there was no improvement over the years. My brother once introduced a doctor to him too."
"It seems his father cares deeply for him."
"Of course."
Zhou Yi and Su Ning leaned against the corridor railing, drawing glances from passing classmates.
Su Ning tentatively suggested, "Should we talk somewhere else? Seems like a lot of people are staring."
Zhou Yi thought for a moment. Since he still needed to inquire about the Kong family, he invited Su Ning to a café near the school.
This time, they didn’t go far—just somewhere nearby. Zhou Yi couldn’t be bothered to put in more effort.
"I was busy with company matters that day and didn’t have time for you. Sorry about that."
"It’s fine, I understand. My brother acts the same when he’s busy."
Su Ning liked Zhou Yi now, so she was highly tolerant of his actions. Besides, she owed him far more—how could she possibly hold any grievances against him?
"Why the sudden curiosity about him?"
Zhou Yi didn’t hide the truth from Su Ning’s question.
"When I went to Province A for a competition, Kong Xiaohe was on my team. I noticed his poor health and treated him. To thank me, he wanted to introduce me to his father—probably to help me network."
Su Ning froze, her face betraying shock.
"You cured Kong Xiaohe’s illness?"
No wonder she was stunned. Countless people had tried and failed to improve Kong Xiaohe’s condition.
Whether it was the Kong family or those trying to curry favor with them, everyone had exhausted their efforts. Yet Zhou Yi, a college student—and not even a medical student—had succeeded.
"Yeah, I studied a bit of traditional Chinese medicine before."
Zhou Yi lowered his head and took a sip of coffee, as if downplaying it.
Su Ning was utterly awed.
Her eyes sparkled as she gazed at him in admiration.
"How does your brain even work? I’ve never met anyone smarter than you. I have a relative who’s an expert in this field, and he says traditional Chinese medicine is incredibly difficult to master."
"It is. I just tried my luck and didn’t expect it to actually work."
"I suppose you didn’t know Kong Xiaohe’s background back then?"
"Not at first. I only realized later that his family was influential, which is why I asked you."
Su Ning’s expression softened, touched by Zhou Yi’s kindness. Such opportunities didn’t come to just anyone.
Zhou Yi was clearly destined for greatness.
She didn’t ask how he’d learned traditional Chinese medicine—it likely tied into his mysterious past, something she’d always sensed about him.
"Is he the Kong family’s only son?"
"No, he has an older sister. My brother once pursued her, but she wasn’t interested."
"Even someone like your brother couldn’t win her over? She must have high standards."
Zhou Yi had never met Su Ning’s brother, but judging by her looks, he couldn’t be unattractive.
Plus, the Su family was a prominent name in Huaihai. Was the Kong family even more elite?
Zhou Yi’s mind wandered into gossipy speculation.
Unaware of his thoughts, Su Ning chuckled.
"She does have high standards—but rightly so. She’s the future heir of the Kong family."
The successor of a billion-dollar empire—of course her standards were sky-high.
Her suitors probably lined up from Huaihai all the way to Province A.
Zhou Yi paused stirring his coffee and looked up sharply. "Not Kong Xiaohe?"
Su Ning shook her head. "With his poor health, his father never considered him. All these years of trying to cure him were probably out of lingering hope. Now that he’s better… who knows what’ll happen?"
Her tone turned serious as she warned him:
"His sister will definitely attend the dinner. It’s hard to say how she’ll treat you. Just don’t offend her. The Kong family’s affairs have nothing to do with you—it’s best not to get involved."
Having grown up witnessing wealthy family conflicts, Su Ning knew how ugly inheritance battles could get—people had even died mysteriously. She didn’t want Zhou Yi caught in the crossfire.
By curing Kong Xiaohe, Zhou Yi had inadvertently become the sister’s rival. What was once a certainty now had competition. Would she retaliate? Hard to say.
Sure, rumors claimed she doted on her brother—but only when he posed no threat.
Wealthy families were complicated, and their women were far from delicate flowers.
"Is the Kong heiress that formidable?"
"My brother says she’s extraordinary."
Su Ning summarized everything she knew about the Kong family.
By the time they left the café, it was nearly 5 PM.
A flower shop next door caught Zhou Yi’s eye.
"What’s your favorite flower? I’ll get you some."
Su Ning bit her lip, cheeks flushing. Many had given her flowers before, but none stirred her heart.
Yet Zhou Yi’s offer sent her pulse racing.
She crouched before a display of sunflowers, cupping her face in her hands. "I love sunflowers."
Unlike roses, she adored their vibrant energy and uplifting symbolism.
She wanted to be more positive and brave, to shed her old self—proud yet lonely, closed-off from the world.
Zhou Yi bought every remaining sunflower in the shop for her.
Making a girl happy was simple—flowers never failed.
Su Ning hugged the massive bouquet, her joy unmistakable.
She really was becoming brighter, like sunshine personified.
They parted ways at the flower shop.
Watching Su Ning walk away, Zhou Yi lowered his gaze. He’d only ever intended to use her—was that right?
With a sigh, he turned back to the shop. He’d get some flowers for You Man too.
He chose a bouquet of frosted blue roses.
[Can’t draw it—just imagine, folks.]
First, he drove his Rolls-Royce from the company, then headed to You Man’s place.
Though she now owned a shop, she still lived above the old fast-food restaurant.
The Rolls-Royce idled downstairs, drawing stares from neighbors.
The area around You Man’s shop was humble—small businesses and aging apartments. A luxury car here was bound to stir gossip.
Opposite her shop was a barbecue joint, its outdoor tables packed with drinkers already spinning malicious theories.
"That woman from the fast-food place—did she land a sugar daddy? A Rolls-Royce just pulled up."
"No wonder she rejected me. Too good for us ‘nice guys,’ huh?"
"Claims she doesn’t care about money, yet here comes some rich kid."
"Kid? Might be old enough to be her dad."
"Maybe they’re just here to eat."
"Have you ever seen someone driving a Rolls-Royce eat at a small fast-food joint? And haven’t you heard? They’ve opened a restaurant in the commercial district now—far from being ordinary folks like us."
As the chatter continued, Zhou Yi stepped out of the car holding a bouquet of flowers and considerately opened the door for You Man.
"Manjie, these are for you. Let’s grab a meal first."
"Sure, thank you! These flowers are gorgeous."
Ignoring the envious glares from the onlookers, You Man climbed into Zhou Yi’s Rolls-Royce with the bouquet in her arms.
In the past, her striking looks had always made her the target of malicious gossip. Both men and women would hurl vulgar remarks her way.
Some even blamed her for their husbands’ wandering eyes, calling her a "homewrecker" and causing scenes at her workplace.
She’d endured plenty of hardship here, but now, Zhou Yi had finally given her a chance to hold her head high.
The breeze brushed against her face through the window, and You Man smiled—a smile of quiet relief.
She’d never imagined she’d have a day like this.
All of it was because of Zhou Yi.
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?"
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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...
