Chapter 2: How Long Can You Support Me?
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Su Chen was renting a place in Central Palace Apartments, the trendy residence recently popularized online. Of course, it wasn’t some fancy check-in spot; rather, it was an enormous complex housing over ten thousand young, beautiful women who had lost their way, along with all sorts of streamers and influencers.
Fellow enthusiasts affectionately called it the “teahouse.” As for what kind of tea was served and how it was savored, those in the know understood perfectly well.
Every day, passing before Su Chen’s eyes were either blue satin silk spaghetti-strap dresses with slits or custom-modified cosplay outfits in black with pure white stockings! Many of the pale-skinned, stunning long-legged women were aided by makeup and filters, but quite a few were genuinely beautiful.
Yet, the most breathtaking among them was undoubtedly Zhou Yujie, standing right in front of him now.
Her delicate, fair face was exquisitely balanced—any sharper and it would seem harsh, any softer and it would lose charm—truly a rare beauty of this world.
Combined with her tall, graceful figure and alluring aura, her seductive power was off the charts, stirring one’s imagination irresistibly.
Since Su Chen was fairly skilled in cooking, the two got along well enough and could barely be called friends.
Occasionally, they joked and playfully teased each other, but this was the first time they had pushed boundaries this far.
With a mischievous smile, Zhou Yujie looked at him, prompting Su Chen to laugh heartily and reply, “Why search the whole mountain when the grass is right here at home?”
“Oh, that even rhymes a bit!” she teased.
Zhou Yujie glanced at Su Chen, covering her mouth with a light laugh. “So, young man, you really want to keep me as your kept woman? Only 3.65 million a year—interested?”
“Ah… I’m so tempted!” Su Chen sighed deeply, regretfully adding, “But my wallet won’t allow me to keep you that long.”
“Well then, with your current savings, how long could you keep me? Six months? A month? Ten days?” Zhou Yujie asked curiously.
Su Chen raised an eyebrow, smirking slyly. “Can you calculate it by traffic volume...?”
“Traffic?” Zhou Yujie blinked, confused for a moment before understanding. Her face instantly flushed a deep red.
“You pervert!” She gave him a coquettish eye-roll and then turned with a pout toward the bathroom.
“Hey~ Don’t forget to flush!” Su Chen called after her with a laugh.
Zhou Yujie: …
[Received 399 points of anger from Zhou Yujie]
Really amateurish and playful!
Easily earned 399 points, nailed it!
Su Chen chuckled inwardly, just about to summon the system to redeem something when a notification popped up:
[Minimum anger value for redeemable rewards is 1000. Please keep trying!]
In other words, with just over three hundred anger points, you don’t even get trash!
Su Chen was speechless and turned his gaze toward the bathroom door, contemplating whether to provoke a bit more.
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It wouldn’t take long, just hang in there, Yujie.
Two minutes later, Zhou Yujie returned to Su Chen’s room with a refreshed expression.
“So, what did you want to call me for? Now you can tell me, right?” she said softly, tilting her head with a touch of coyness.
Su Chen looked at her, hesitating to speak. After a moment, he sighed and shook his head. “Nothing…”
Zhou Yujie: …
[Received +199 anger points from Zhou Yujie]
“Hey, does that look like ‘nothing’ to you? Speak up!” she urged with an aggrieved look.
Su Chen’s face was full of hesitation and inner turmoil, making Zhou Yujie’s emotions fluctuate wildly, anxious to the point of nearly wanting to pry his mouth open with a stick.
Seeing her dissatisfied expression, Su Chen’s resolute face suggested he was about to make a decision.
Yet just as Zhou Yujie thought he was going to confess, Su Chen waved his hand and said, “Forget it, forget it…”
Zhou Yujie: !!! What the heck!!! Ah!!!
[Received +666 anger points from Zhou Yujie]
So frustrating! Makes me want to hit someone!
Leaving the sentence half-spoken, even someone without obsessive tendencies would feel driven crazy by Su Chen!
Especially with that pretentious yet silent expression—utterly provoking!
“Su Chen, this is your last chance, or we’re no longer friends,” Zhou Yujie said, arms crossed, huffing coldly.
399 + 199 + 666 = 1264!
Enough, more than enough, it’s overflowing!
Su Chen raised his hands in surrender, smiling to soothe her. “Really, it’s nothing. I just wanted to invite you to dinner but found it hard to say.”
After all the negative emotion he’d already racked up, a dinner invitation was only fair.
“Just that?” Zhou Yujie eyed him suspiciously. “Then why did you act like you had constipation earlier?”
“Don’t worry about the details. I’m just asking—will you come eat with me?” Su Chen changed the subject.
“Of course! If someone’s treating, I’m coming!” Zhou Yujie waved her hand eagerly. “Where to?”
Su Chen thought for a moment. “There’s a new place nearby with free-range chicken. Let’s try it!”
Free-range? Chicken?
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Zhou Yujie furrowed her delicate brows cautiously. “What kind of place is that? A foot massage parlor?”
Su Chen: “………………”
“Foot massage my foot! I’m talking about iron wok free-range chicken.”
Su Chen gave her a disdainful look. “Have you never heard of free-range chicken, you little minx?”
Zhou Yujie glanced at him and snorted softly. “Who told you to be so vague—’free-range’ and ‘chicken’ together? Can you blame me for thinking the wrong thing?”
“Use your brain!” Su Chen scoffed. “I can remain unmoved around a sexy beauty like you. Why would I fancy those painted-up commoners?”
Zhou Yujie chuckled, “I thought you were really hungry!”
Su Chen: …
Hey, system, can I use my own anger points? I have plenty!
Of course not.
The system had already explained: only others’ negative emotions count, not your own.
After a hearty meal with Zhou Yujie, Su Chen eagerly summoned the system in his mind upon returning to his room.
[Anger value exceeds 1000, eligible for primary lottery redemption!]
[Redeemable prizes include but are not limited to scripts, songs, novels, singing skills, acting skills, and abilities.]
[Each primary lottery draw consumes 1000 points of negative emotion. Proceed with the draw?]
“Yes!” Unable to contain his excitement and anticipation, Su Chen eagerly began the lottery.
To him, this marked the start of his rise to the pinnacle of life.
Best actor, top singer—none of that would be out of reach anymore.
For a stunning beauty like Zhou Yujie, he wanted four.
One to cook and clean, one to manage the household, one to give foot massages and back rubs, one to keep the bed warm... and more if needed!
Just as Su Chen happily voiced these thoughts, the system’s lottery interface finally stopped.
[Received E-level literary work: “On My Wedding Night, I Went on a Date with Widow Liu?”]
“???” Su Chen’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Wedding night... I’m going on a date with a widow?
Can someone explain this to me?
What the hell is this supposed to be?!