The system makes me so beautiful that I don't care about anyone else's life or death.

Last time Su Ran fainted, Wen Mu took her home, so Feng Junhao also asked Wen Mu for the address.

The boy, with his bewitching green eyes, smiled and asked him what his purpose was in seeking out Su Ran. He replied that he wanted to express his gratitude to Su Ran for winning the basketball game.

Wen Mu said it wouldn't be good for him to go empty-handed, but Feng Junhao said he had already ordered Red Rose.

Wen Mu raised an eyebrow, and his words, "Using a rose to compare to a rose," revealed his hidden sense of shame.

"The implied meaning of sending flowers is too obvious. I have some fruit left here. Wouldn't that be better than the flowers you sent?"

So he came carrying two large bags of fruit and a huge fruit basket.

Seeing the exact same thing on the table next to Gu Cai, he was a little confused.

Gu Cai asked naturally, "Did you buy it from Wen Mu?"

Feng Junhao nodded slowly and asked, "You too?"

The two were relatively speechless.

Su Ran was a little surprised. Why was Feng Junhao here too?

With one more person added, the food I prepared wouldn't be enough.

Su Ran didn't want to persuade Feng Junhao to leave, so she asked him to sit down. Tang Shan poured a cup of tea for each of them, treating them as guests and herself and Mo Sha as if they were in their own home.

The weather is nice today. Su Ran's apartment is a combined living and dining room, with a full-length window on the south side. Sunlight streams in, making the entire interior bright even without turning on the lights.

Because it was springtime, the gardenias downstairs were in full bloom, and Su Ran opened the window, where the fragrance of gardenias filled the air.

Gu Cai looked around at his surroundings.

Su Ran's place wasn't as big as his apartment, but it was simply and cozy. There was a black guitar next to the sofa. If someone knew Ghost Sound well, they would know that the guitar was the same one Ghost Sound played.

What's truly unique is the niche carved out of the west wall, inside which sits a white jade Guanyin Bodhisattva statue. In front of it, a small incense burner holds a few burnt-out incense sticks, and a dish contains offerings of oranges and bananas.

Seeing Gu Cai looking in that direction, Su Ran explained, "That was placed there by my grandma; old people believe in this."

Gu Cai asked, "Aren't you afraid to come to the living room at night?"

Gu Cai wasn't interested in these things, but some of his elders believed in them and had several statues of gods enshrined in the main hall. When he was little, he was always terrified of passing through the main hall at night when he was playing at home; he always felt extremely scared.

As he grew older, he became unwilling to live with his elders. When his cousin, with whom he had a good relationship, left an empty apartment, he made an excuse to move.

"What's there to be afraid of? It's not like it's a demon."

Su Ran had seen it all since she was a child, so she didn't think much of it. She held her phone and ordered some groceries from a certain online marketplace for delivery.

Before I could even click to pay, the doorbell rang again.

What day is it today? Why are they all coming to my door?

This time, it was Mosa who opened the door.

Zhong Jue rang the doorbell.

Mosa didn't recognize him, but seeing how handsome he was, she softened her tone and asked, "Did you ring the wrong doorbell?"

Zhong Jue was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and there were some dark circles under his eyes.

"I am Gu Cai's agent."

Upon hearing this, Mosa understood. She turned her head and called inside, "Senior Gu, he's looking for you."

Gu Cai had already seen Zhong Jue, but he didn't get up immediately. Instead, he glanced at Su Ran first, and then slowly stood up.

Zhong Jue had already entered. He first glanced at the guitar placed next to the sofa, then at the rather incongruous Bodhisattva statue, and finally fixed his gaze on Su Ran, without even glancing at Gu Cai.

His gaze was almost tangible; if it were a stranger, it might have been offensive, but Zhong Jue now knew that they were not complete strangers.

"Brother Zhong," Gu Cai called out reluctantly, then asked, "How did you find this place?"

“Wen Mu,” Zhong Jue coldly uttered.

Gu Cai never expected that Wen Muguang was lying in the hospital room doing nothing, yet everyone who came here had his hand in it.

Gu Cai thought Zhong Jue was telling him to leave, but Zhong Jue only said one sentence to him before walking up to Su Ran.

Just by looking at his hands, you could tell that Zhong Jue hadn't come empty-handed.

Su Ran saw several lively lobsters clinging to the bag, their sharp pincers almost piercing the plastic.

Zhong Jue asked, "Want some?"

Su Ran raised an eyebrow, her gaze towards Zhong Jue carrying a deeper meaning.

"That's not a good idea, since we're not very familiar with each other."

Zhong Jue laughed and said, "We're very familiar with each other."

Su Ran understood immediately; he had recognized her.

She put down her phone; now she didn't need to buy groceries anymore, as there were ready-made ingredients.

Zhong Jue brought a full twenty pounds of crayfish, each one plump and round.

Without Su Ran having to do anything herself, Zhong Jue took the lobsters to the kitchen, put them in the sink, and picked one up to scrub them clean.

Before entering the kitchen, he glanced at the fruit that Gu Cai and Feng Junhao had placed on the table with a very disdainful look.

"That's it?"

Wen Mu also wanted Zhong Jue to buy fruit, but Zhong Jue was not like Gu Cai and Feng Junhao, those two inexperienced young men.

If you want to impress a woman, you need to showcase your strengths. What does buying fruit show? Peeling it and handing it to her? That not only damages your manners but also makes you look like a fool.

Looking at the lobsters I bought, I not only think they taste good, but I also think they reflect my good husband qualities.

Tang Shan and Mo Sha exchanged a glance, feeling that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

I was just about to ask the boss when the doorbell rang again.