Another strategy? If the target is the enemy, then it's fine.

"Son!! Are you okay, son!"

Wen Wen was awakened by Su Song's loud voice.

"If you yell again, I'll die."

Because he drank some wine, his head still hurt a little, and he was now a little unable to recover from Su Song.

"Are you really okay? I mean, you're alive because of Lu Yu'an's kindness. I really don't hold out hope that you can still be alive."

Wen Wen couldn't help it, picked up the pillow and threw it at him: "Don't come here to be a bitch so early in the morning, my mouth is so dry, hurry up and bring your father a glass of water."

Su Song dodged the pillow and smiled at Wen Wen: "How was it sleeping with my idol last night?"

"Are you sick? What nonsense are you talking about?" Wen Wen's voice gradually weakened before he finished speaking. The scene in front of him was extremely familiar. Lu Yu'an's bedroom looked like this in his previous life.

"How is it? Do you remember? You cried and told Lu Yu'an yesterday that you wanted to sleep with him. I pulled you and you wanted to fight me. Later, he finally gave in to your excessive request. Are you happy?"

Wen Wen: "...Why didn't you hold me back? What's wrong with asking for a fight? Can't you just fight me?"

Su Song looked at him speechlessly: "Brother, haven't we ever fought before? I have never won once, how can you ask me to fight you? I will fight you with my life?"

Su Song and Wen Wen had known each other since high school. They got to know each other after a fight.

At that time, we were all young and frivolous in high school, and seemed to have endless energy. The two met because of a misunderstanding, and after a fight, they were assigned to the same class. When they looked at each other, they felt a strong connection, so they became good friends based on this short battle.

Wen Wen said "Oh", his memory of last night was a little fuzzy, he couldn't remember anything clearly, but his intuition told him that he definitely didn't do anything shameful last night.

He finally couldn't help but ask, "Couldn't you have knocked me out last night?"

Su Song reminded him in a friendly manner: "I reminded you to be restrained last night, but you insisted on drinking. You were clinging to Lu Yu'an last night, and you even acted like a spoiled child with him. Damn, I got goosebumps just listening to you. It's a good thing that Lu Yu'an didn't dislike you. If it were me, I would have thrown you out."

Wen Wen couldn't believe that the "you" Su Song was talking about was himself. He wanted to pick up the pillow he had just thrown on the ground and use it to cover his face, hoping to smother himself to death: "... Say it again, who was acting like a spoiled child?"

"Who else could it be? Wen Wen. I didn't expect that, son, you are quite good at acting like a spoiled child. My fatherly love is overflowing with love."

Wen Wen: “…”

"You have ten seconds to get out now. If you don't get out, either you die or I die now."

Whether it's embarrassing or not, he knows it himself.

If he lost face, he might not be able to face Lu Yuan for decades to come, but if he fell freely, he would not have to face Lu Yuan anymore.

"It's enough for you to know about the embarrassing things. Why did you tell me? Is this something glorious?" Wen Wen was unwilling to accept the reality. The softness of the bed told him that the best way to avoid the reality now was to have a good sleep, but the hunger in his stomach told him that avoiding the problem was the most uncertain option, and eating was the smartest decision.

Su Song left quickly, and soon Wen Wen was the only one left in the huge room. Wen Wen sighed, rubbed his eyebrows, and decided not to drink anymore.

Drinking is harmful, especially fake wine.

"Host! Are you awake?"

The familiar voice that sounded every day suddenly sounded at this moment. Wen Wen said "hmm" without much energy and walked towards the bathroom.

Perhaps last night's performance had caused Lu Yu'an's favorability towards him to drop to minus 100%, so that he now had no energy to face what was to come.

"Host, you were really great last night!"

Wen Wen's mouth twitched, and he said expressionlessly: "It's okay, as long as you are happy."

008's tone was still very excited: "Happy! Host, we are only a few steps away from the task! You will soon get million! Host, are you happy?"

Wen Wen paused and saw a sticky note stuck in front of the mirror. The handwriting was clear and fluent. It was Lu Yu'an's handwriting.

[The white toothbrush is yours, and the cup is new too. After brushing your teeth, come down and eat.]

Wen Wen tore off the sticky note, groaned, and said, "I don't need him to tell me. Can't I go downstairs to eat by myself? He's too nosy."

008: "Host, the corners of your mouth are rising. You are about to reach outer space. Did you know that?"

Wen Wen: “…”

Wen Wen stared at the sticky note for a long time, but still didn't throw it into the trash can. Fearing that 008 would become suspicious, he took the initiative to explain: "Lu Yu'an's handwriting is very beautiful. I'll take it back to copy and learn some techniques."

008: "Host, your mouth is harder than your heart."

Wen Wen: "...get out."

008 sounded a little happy today. Wen Wen realized something and asked him, "How much does Lu Yu'an like me now? You are a little too excited."

"Oh, that's right, host, you were drunk last night. Last night, Lu Yu'an's favorability towards you was at 82, and there are only 18 left to complete the task. I hope you can work harder and complete the task as soon as possible!"

82?

Wen Wen was a little unconvinced: "Did I save his life? How come he is 82?"

"This is all thanks to your personal charm, my host. It will be easy to take down Lu Yu'an. Isn't it just a matter of time to take down Lu Yu'an? I believe in you, my host."

Wen Wen still didn't quite believe it: "Are you sure it's positive eighty-two and not negative eighty-two? Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"

"I used to be a teacher at a system training institution. How could I make such a small mistake? Host, you underestimate me too much, don't you?"

Wen Wen apologized sheepishly: "I'm sorry, you're the teacher, I really can't tell."

008: "...Please don't question my professional ability! Haven't you noticed my number? My number alone can tell how high my status is."

008, ranked eighth.

008 always liked to joke with him and didn't look too serious. He often made Wen Wen unable to accept that he was a big shot.