System, You Really Are My Own Dad!

"Fine."

"But let me confirm one last time: You're not joking, right?"

"If you just want to go take a look, there's no need for me to ask my friends. You can go directly."

Su Yang spread his hands and laughed. "Do I look like I'm joking?"

Actually, just as Zhao Mengrou had said, Su Yang could go by himself. Asking someone was mainly useful for getting a bigger discount or some free gifts.

But to be honest, those things weren't the most important to him. He had asked Zhao Mengrou to inquire because he wanted to raise her favorability toward him as quickly as possible.

That would not only earn him more rewards but also bring their relationship a step further.

"Fine." Zhao Mengrou let out a breath and took out her phone.

"Should I ask now?"

"Sure. Let's set a time first, though we probably can't go today. I have to head out later."

"I'll ask and see." As she spoke, Zhao Mengrou opened WeChat and began typing.

While waiting for her, Su Yang got up and poured himself a glass of water.

Two minutes later, Zhao Mengrou put away her phone and looked at Su Yang. "I asked. My friend happens to have taken the day off today as well. If you want to go, tomorrow or the day after works. They'll be there over the weekend."

"Okay, then tomorrow at noon. I'll contact you when the time comes."

Zhao Mengrou rose to her feet and smiled lightly. "All right. I'll wait for your message."

As she spoke, she picked up the small leather purse beside her and prepared to leave. However, she was still a little worried, so she reminded Su Yang, "I've already given them a heads-up about this. Don't stand me up."

"Don't worry. I'm not that kind of person." Su Yang grinned.

"Good, then. I'm leaving."

Zhao Mengrou said no more and walked toward the front door.

"Take care, Sister Zhao." Su Yang waved cheerfully from behind her.

Hearing that, Zhao Mengrou suddenly turned around and said sternly, "Stop calling me Sister Zhao all the time. Do I really look that old?"

"Uh... What should I call you, then? Mengrou? That doesn't seem quite appropriate either." Su Yang scratched his head.

"What's inappropriate about it? Call me that from now on. Don't keep calling me 'sis.' You're making me sound old."

"Uh, fine. As long as you don't mind."

"I don't. I'm leaving." Zhao Mengrou smiled sweetly and turned to leave.

After she was gone, Su Yang dropped onto the sofa, his face relaxed and content. He had never felt so happy and confident in his entire life.

He had been completely relaxed and composed throughout his conversation with Zhao Mengrou. If this had happened before, he might not even have been able to speak properly while chatting with such a beauty.

In the past, whenever he saw Zhao Mengrou, he had only exchanged a simple greeting with her.

Sure enough, a man needed money to have confidence—or at least most men did.

Ding! Zhao Mengrou's favorability toward the host has risen to 30 (Acquaintance).

The system's voice suddenly rang out.

Su Yang instinctively shuddered. "Damn, you scared me."

He still wasn't used to the system's voice appearing at any time, but to him, that voice sounded extremely pleasing.

"It rose to 30 in such a short time? Not bad, not bad." The corners of Su Yang's mouth lifted uncontrollably.

Right, System, let me check my current attributes.

Host: Su Yang

Age: 24

Height: 180 cm

Weight: 73 kg

Looks: 88

Physique: 65

Figure: 90

Charm: 90

Skills: Body Management Master

Bound Target: Zhao Mengrou

Balance: yuan

Su Yang looked at the virtual screen before him. His Looks, Figure, and Charm attributes had all been updated.

His Looks had risen from 84 to 88. That was understandable. He was already quite handsome, but because of work, he had rarely taken care of himself, making him look rather ordinary.

The most important were the Figure and Charm attributes. They had both shot up by 20 points.

Before obtaining Body Management Master, both attributes had been only 70, which was extremely ordinary.

Now that his Figure and Charm had both risen to 90, combined with his Looks of 88, he hardly dared imagine how many people would turn their heads when he walked down the street.

After enjoying a little self-satisfaction, Su Yang walked into the bathroom and took a shower, then changed into a simple, sharp outfit.

He planned to do a little shopping and buy himself some things he had never been able to afford before.

He definitely had to get something from LV or the like. Now that he had money, he had to catch up in terms of clothing and style.

That wasn't to say ordinary clothes looked bad or were poor quality.

An LV T-shirt cost five or six thousand, seven or eight thousand, and some even cost ten or twenty thousand. Was it really that much better than a T-shirt costing one or two hundred?

Not really. Put bluntly, it wasn't worth that price at all, yet plenty of people were still willing to pay it.

Why?

It was nothing more than wanting to save face, showing off their financial strength unintentionally and casually flexing a little.

Another reason was that, to most rich people, tens of thousands of yuan really wasn't much money. They could spend it without caring.

The old Su Yang couldn't understand any of this because he had been too poor.

Back then, he had even been a little resentful of the rich. He thought those wealthy people who bought clothes worth tens of thousands were all idiots and show-offs.

But once he could truly afford those things, his mindset changed.

Before long, Su Yang picked up the Porsche car keys from the table, pushed open the door, and walked out.

He was already eager to see his new car.

After coming downstairs and walking only a few steps, Su Yang saw a brand-new silver-gray 992 Turbo S parked more than ten meters away.

His eyes immediately lit up. He quickly took out the car keys and pressed the unlock button.

The moment he pressed it, the headlights flashed.

"Holy crap! It's insanely cool!"

Su Yang jumped in place, then sprinted toward the car.

The 911 Turbo S wasn't an especially flashy sports car. Compared with supercars like Lamborghini, Ferrari, and McLaren, it seemed quite low-key, like a well-behaved model student.

But when it came to actually competing, its speed and performance were still formidable.

That was why Su Yang liked it: it was low-key, yet he could still show off.

As the saying went, the most lethal kind of showing off was the kind that went unnoticed. That was exactly what it meant.

Besides, it was a Porsche, after all. The badge alone could attract countless beautiful women to strike up a conversation.

As everyone knew, Porsches came with an automatic beauty-picking-up function.

Su Yang excitedly yanked open the car door and dropped into the driver's seat.

The instant he sat down, the system's voice rang out.

Ding! The host's driving skills have been detected to be extremely rusty. The host is now being additionally rewarded with the Professional Race Car Driver Skill.

Su Yang froze, then laughed.

System, you really are my own dad!

You've thought of everything.

Indeed, if the system hadn't given him this skill, he might not even have known how to start the car.

After all, he was merely a wallet-license holder. Ever since obtaining his driver's license during university, he had never touched a car again.

Not to mention a sports car worth several million yuan.

After obtaining the new skill, countless driving techniques and an intimate familiarity with vehicles instantly appeared in Su Yang's mind. It felt as though a professional race car driver had sat down in an ordinary family car—everything came naturally and effortlessly.

With a smile on his face, Su Yang carefully examined the interior. It was in the gray and black color scheme he liked, and every optional feature suited his tastes perfectly. It seemed the system had conducted an in-depth scan of him right from the beginning.

He couldn't wait to try out the car's ferocious performance.

The moment he twisted the starter knob to the left of the steering wheel—

Vroom—

The engine immediately let out a wild, furious roar.

Su Yang's face flushed, and indescribable excitement surged through his heart.

"One of my dream cars—acquired!"