Pan Han lay on his bed, thinking over and over again: He possessed wealth, ability, and experience far beyond his peers. But after all, he was still a recent graduate.

He had figured out a lot of things in the past few days, but none of them were as stimulating as the current situation.

A few months ago, Chen Yun had brought the system to Pan Han with a single word of "break up." Now Chen Yun had once again slapped him in the face with her actions.

Just as Pan Han was lost in thought, Chen Yun was struggling, and Li Long was charging, the security guard rushed to Chen Yun.

"Miss, you can't go in. There are our guests inside." The security guard was well-trained and had encountered several adultery scenes before, so he was very experienced.

"Oh well."

Unexpectedly, the arrival of the security guard helped Chen Yun find the stairs and she quickly came down.

"Please follow me and wait for someone in the lobby." The security guard felt relieved. It would be best if he didn't have to take any action.

After the two people left, Pan Han continued his previous thoughts.

So, what is the essence of the relationship between people?

If I have no food, will Cheng Xiao fall in love with me?

If I don’t have potions, will Wang Doudou help me?

If Yan Xiaoli had no money, would she drive with him?

If I am not a handsome guy, will 666 take the initiative to add me on WeChat?

If he wanted to deal with Li Long, couldn't he just beat him up? Why tell Chen Yun and let her scold him?

If you want to make fun of Chen Yun, shouldn't you just buy her company? Wouldn't it be better to let her be your secretary and write PowerPoint presentations until midnight every day?

Pan Han turned over and 666 gave him a leg massage.

Pan Han looked at the ceiling and continued thinking.

I am now the system owner, the primary evolver of the apocalypse, the lord of the Dawn Base, the commander of the Dawn Army, and a billionaire. Why should I still be so entangled!

Just do it!

Suddenly, Pan Han's eyes hardened, and his blood surged. It was as if a small figure sat on top of a rocket, suddenly soaring into the sky. The flames from the rocket's tail burned Pan Han to charcoal on the spot.