"Su Xuan, you maddening little fiend!" That night, Ye Qianqian lay in bed, muttering in fond exasperation. Su Xuan had said he would sleep with her at the Lycar, but what happened? They ended up with a presidential suite each! They didn’t sleep together at all! Glancing at the time, she saw it was already one or two in the morning. A thought suddenly popped into her head. Should I knock on Su Xuan’s door and... join him? Even if we did nothing, just lying together and chatting would be nice! But she quickly dismissed the idea. Presenting myself on a silver platter would make me seem too casual and undignified. Not unless I want a fleeting tryst with Su Xuan! But if it were just a one-night stand, the chance of being together forever would be slim! After much deliberation, Ye Qianqian dutifully lay back down and closed her eyes. But after tossing and turning a dozen times, she opened them again. Su Xuan drank quite a bit tonight... Could he be thirsty? Does he even remember to drink water? What if he can’t take care of himself? I’ll go bring him a glass of water! Ye Qianqian poured a cup of hot water, carried it carefully, and knocked on Su Xuan’s door. "What is it?" Su Xuan, shirtless and reeking of alcohol, opened the door. Wow! What incredible definition! What amazing abs! How can his body be so perfect? The sight of Su Xuan’s upper body made Ye Qianqian gulp. His physique was as dazzling as a Victoria’s Secret male model! Little did she know that Su Xuan’s constitution had been enhanced by the system, making him far superior to any ordinary person. "My beloved Su Xuan, I brought you some water. I was worried you drank too much and forgot to hydrate..." Ye Qianqian said demurely, lowering her gaze. "Oh, I did forget." Su Xuan took the water from her, downed it in one go, and handed the cup back, patting her on the head. "Thanks!" "Heehee, you’re welcome!" Su Xuan’s touch made her heart flutter with joy. Clutching the empty cup, she floated out of the room. But as soon as she was back in her room, the realization hit her. Oh no, why did I come back? I should have taken the chance to go into his room! Then I could have admired his body for a little longer! No, this won’t do! I have to go back one more time! Ye Qianqian brewed a cup of coffee and knocked on Su Xuan’s door again, handing it to him. Su Xuan gulped down the coffee just as quickly. "My beloved Su Xuan, you... um..." Seeing Su Xuan about to close the door after finishing his coffee, Ye Qianqian grew anxious. Not knowing what came over her, she blurted out, "Are you scared to sleep alone? Do you want me to come into your room to bolster your courage?" "No need, the security here is very professional," Su Xuan said, closing the door. He truly had drunk too much and felt completely weak. He was in no state to do anything and even felt nauseous at times. To put it bluntly, even if a fairy were placed on his bed right now, he would be powerless. Having survived toasts from over twenty men without passing out was already quite an achievement. Of course, if he were feeling better, he wouldn’t have minded inviting Ye Qianqian to stay for a while. He did have a soft spot for the girl. Ye Qianqian lowered her head and returned to her room again. Two failed attempts left her feeling disheartened. One last try! If it doesn’t work, I’ll just go to sleep! After some thought, Ye Qianqian peeled some fruit, arranged it on a platter, and headed towards Su Xuan’s room, only to freeze in her tracks. She saw Li Ranran, also carrying a fruit platter, standing at Su Xuan’s door with her hand raised, poised to knock. The two girls, each holding a platter of fruit, stared at each other, their faces flushing red. Su Xuan, looking refreshed and full of energy, stepped out of the Lycar. After driving the Koenigsegg to drop Ye Qianqian—who for some reason had dark circles under her eyes—at her home, he headed to the delivery station. "Bro Su, good morning!" "Thanks for last night! You’re a real one!" "Bro Su, need a hand with some of those packages?" The moment he arrived, the other delivery drivers gathered around, greeting him warmly. Some even offered to help him with his packages. How could he accept? He relied on delivering packages to earn rewards! As long as he kept upgrading the system, more fun and mysterious things awaited him. "It’s all good! Everyone, let’s get to work!" Su Xuan counted his packages and loaded them onto his tricycle. He didn’t use the Koenigsegg because there were simply too many packages to fit. To his surprise, after toiling all day, he didn’t trigger a single super delivery and naturally received no rewards. Has my good luck run out? The following day, he loaded up another tricycle full of packages and started his busy routine. While passing through an intersection, he spotted a colleague: an older delivery driver wearing a mask. "Hey buddy," the older driver said, striking up a conversation while they waited for the light. "With a face like yours, why aren’t you wearing a mask?" "It’s ." The older driver took off his mask, lit a cigarette, and shared a short story. "I’m divorced, you see. I was dating a very beautiful woman, but one day she saw me riding my tricycle on the road. After that, she never spoke to me again." "So, you see," the man continued, "a handsome guy like you should wear a mask to cover up. It saves you from being recognized by someone you know. Take it from me, that’s a lesson learned the hard way!" The light turned green. The older driver rode off on his tricycle, leaving a trail of dust. Su Xuan also pedaled his tricycle onward. But it was unclear whether the older man’s words were a prophecy or a curse, because at the very next intersection, the window of a BMW 530 rolled down. "Su Xuan? Is that you, Su Xuan?" a lavishly dressed man called out, taking off his sunglasses and waving. It was his high school class president, Liu Yiming. Su Xuan was speechless. This is too much of a coincidence! I just passed one intersection and already got recognized! And by a classmate driving a BMW, no less! Even more interesting, there was a woman in the BMW, also a high school classmate. It was Chen Jingjing, decked out in designer brands and radiating an air of wealth. Chen Jingjing recognized Su Xuan, and a strange light flickered in her eyes as she greeted him. "Su Xuan, long time no see. How have you been?" Su Xuan was the undisputed school heartthrob back in high school. He was also an excellent student. I even had a secret crush on him... How did he end up delivering packages on a tricycle? "I’m doing well," Su Xuan replied. The source of thɪs content is 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝘯𝘦𝘵 Liu Yiming and Chen Jingjing exchanged a glance. ’Doing well’? Is he kidding? He’s delivering packages, and he says he’s ’doing well’? His tricycle even has a slogan on it: ’A one-second delay, a delivery boy’s sacrifice to the sky!’ In such a miserable situation, he still says he’s ’doing well’? "Su Xuan, I was going to call you about something, but since I’ve run into you, I’ll just tell you now!" Liu Yiming said quickly, glancing at the traffic light. "Our high school homeroom teacher, Mr. Wang Xing’an, has cancer. He’s going to the City’s Third Hospital for treatment the day after tomorrow, and the class is planning to visit him. We’re meeting at the main entrance at eight in the morning. Don’t forget!" The light turned green. Liu Yiming stomped on the gas and the BMW roared away. A flood of memories washed over Su Xuan.