Chapter Twenty-Eight: Stress Response



Tang Yue surveyed the entire apartment; it had two bedrooms and a living room, decorated in the currently popular minimalist Scandinavian style. After glancing around, his gaze returned to the bookshelf, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

The bookshelves are filled with a dazzling array of figurines. The first row features classic FPS game characters, the second row displays Ludens figurines from Kojima Productions, and the third row showcases car models, including an Aventador alone priced at a staggering 6 million euros.

The third, fourth, and fifth rows contained books, all original world classics in hardcover, collector's editions in English, French, Italian, and other languages. Among them, the copy of *La gloire demonpère* even had a leaf-shaped bookmark tucked inside.

Oh……

Tang Yue's lips curled up. It seemed that the notorious playboy of Jiangcheng was actually a cute little guy who was pretending to be weak while actually being strong.

That's really...quite interesting.

Suddenly, he had even greater expectations for this cohabitation.

After quickly regaining his composure, Tang Yue pretended not to have noticed anything and walked to the sofa, asking, "Which room do I stay in?"

Yu Wan frowned, hesitating. She was about to say the sofa, but hearing the suppressed cough from the other person, her heart was filled with guilt again, and she pointed dejectedly, "The second bedroom."

Upon hearing this, Meng Shen immediately complained, "Yu Xiaowan, you ungrateful bastard, why did I always have to sleep on the sofa?"

"Shut up." Yu Wan grabbed a cushion from the side and threw it at him, saying matter-of-factly, "He can do the work, but what about you?"

Tang Yue lifted his eyelids and suddenly glanced at Meng Shen.

Sweeping across him with that cool gaze, Meng Shen felt an instant urge to disappear. His body stiffened, causing him to be hit squarely in the face by a cushion. He stood there dumbfounded, clutching the cushion, his feelings a jumble of emotions. Tang Yue was already bankrupt, so why was he still afraid of him?

With just one glance, Tang Yue looked away. He looked at Yu Wan and continued to ask, "Can I use all the blankets in the room? Also, is there a supermarket nearby? I'd like to buy some toiletries."

Yu Wan frowned even more, just about to say something.

At this moment, the Peaceship cheekily issued a mission: [Please purchase the following daily necessities for Tang Yue within one hour, with a minimum cost of one million. Failure to complete the mission or abandoning the mission will deduct one hundred hours of health points.]

[List image (JPG)]

"!!!"

Yu Wan's forehead veins throbbed, and she gritted her teeth: "Why are you still wearing underwear?"

"Host, you're the human one! How could you ask me such a stupid question? Of course, it's for maintaining health and hygiene by changing clothes frequently!" Peace said matter-of-factly. "As long as you complete this mission, you'll gain one hundred hours of health points. Isn't that a great deal?"

"I refuse."

[After deducting 100 hours of health, current health balance: 677:53:12]

Yu Wan moved her lips, watching the time in the upper right corner quickly change from "7" to "6". She felt both regret and heartache, but refused to admit it because of her pride.

[Please purchase the following daily necessities for Tang Yue within one hour, with a value of no less than one million. Failure to complete the mission or abandonment of the mission will result in the deduction of one hundred hours of health points.]

The Mir has issued another mission: [List image JPG.]

"..."

Yu Wan was furious, clenching her fists: "Idiot system, you did this on purpose, just to trick me out of my life points, didn't you?"

[The system's task cannot be refused; consider it a lesson learned by spending life points.] The child's voice answered her innocently, but in reality, Peace was secretly thinking: If it didn't desperately try to get the host to spend money, wouldn't its year-end performance be at the bottom of the industry?

[The list image has been sent to the host's phone album. Keep it up, host!] After saying this, the Peace Ship hurriedly went offline and disappeared.

Not receiving a reply from Yu Wan for a long time, Tang Yue lowered his eyelids: "I'm sorry, I didn't understand my place and asked for too much."

Yu Wan pursed her lips.

She would have preferred Tang Yue to be more assertive, rather than being so yielding and polite as he was now. The more he acted this way, the more agitated and guilty she felt.

He was frustrated because of the system's relentless pressure, and guilty because he had caused his bankruptcy.

Torn between two conflicting emotions, she kicked the table, muttered a curse under her breath, grabbed the car keys from the table, and walked out.

"etc."

My arm was suddenly grabbed.

Yu Wan instinctively bent her arm backward, but the person behind her didn't dodge at all and was hit squarely in the abdomen.

"Hmm..."

Tang Yue let out a muffled groan.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yu Wan freed her arm from his grasp, looked at his pale face, and dryly uttered a sentence: "Don't grab my hand from behind next time."

Tang Yue seemed to be deep in thought, his gaze bright and profound, as if he wanted to see right through her.

Yu Wan's heart skipped a beat, and she hastily looked away as uncontrollable memories flooded her mind. She quickly went to the entrance, changed her shoes, opened the door, and went out.

Meng Shen was about to chase after him.

Yu Wan turned around, her expression pleading: "I'll go downstairs and buy a cup of coffee."

He paused for a moment, then forced a smile and said casually, "Sure, and could you also get me an iced Americano?"

The door slammed shut with a soft "bang".

The atmosphere was silent.

Suddenly, a gentle yet questioning voice came: "Has Yu Wan experienced something?"

Tang Yue spoke with certainty, her reaction just now, combined with her behavior in the video, seemed to be a physiological reaction caused by stress.

Meng Shen tensed up, warily meeting his gaze: "Nothing of the sort."

"Kidnapping?" Tang Yue speculated. The Yu family had suddenly become rich overnight, and Yu Wan was Yu Jianguo's only relative. It was inevitable that some unscrupulous criminals would have some ulterior motives.

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