Offside game

The next activities were for Mo Jin'er to do by herself. Su Yi supported Mo Yuqing, watching her excitedly shout. Being practically half-embraced by Su Yi, Mo Yuqing felt shy, but since she hadn't fully recovered, this was the best she could do. However, she secretly enjoyed the feeling of being leaned on like this.

Holding this delicate, limp body in his arms, and with it being summer, Su Yi could clearly feel its warmth and fullness, and his heart couldn't help but flutter. The woman's fragrance lingering around his nose made his heart race.

Passersby couldn't help but cast envious and admiring glances at the couple, which made them feel rather embarrassed, yet also filled with a strange sense of joy.

Sometimes, that's how it is; the seeds of affection sprout and grow, but the person involved is oblivious, or ignores them due to certain feelings. In this early summer setting, some people exclaimed, some laughed, and some felt a strange tenderness growing in their hearts.

It was already past nine o'clock at night, and Lü Meng was still quietly reading in the library's study room. An Jing next to her was also diligently taking notes in her book.

Since the start of this semester, the other two girls in their dorm noticed a change in Lü Meng. She no longer went out early and returned late as before; instead, she seemed like a completely different person, studying with extreme diligence. Her diligence even surpassed that of An Jing. After all, An Jing would occasionally go on dates with Su Yi on weekends, while Lü Meng now seemed to devote all her energy to studying, except for her usual banter with her dorm sisters. The rest of the time, she quietly appeared in various study rooms.

Out of concern, the girls tried their best to find out if something had happened to her. But Lü Meng only used the excuse of wanting to graduate and be free as an excuse. Only in her heart did she keep that secret, unknown to anyone else.

It's almost July, and the semester is about to end. During this time, Lü Meng and An Jing have been frantically taking exams for credits. Lü Meng's goal is to earn all her credits a year early and graduate.

Now, besides her studies, she also takes time to read IT-related news and information. She recently came across reports about Dream International or its subsidiaries, and she roughly understood the scale of the company. Especially after the recent widespread reports that the group was worth over $200 billion, and that Su Yi, a Chinese man and major shareholder, had effectively become China's richest man, Lü Meng knew that this Su Yi was Anjing's boyfriend, that unforgettable handsome young man.

Of course, such explosive news became a topic of conversation among many students. The girls in Lü Meng's dorm couldn't help but tease An Jing, saying that her boyfriend shared the same name as China's richest man. An Jing didn't say much about it, just smiled and let it pass. Others didn't pay much attention, but Lü Meng knew that her boyfriend really was that person. She probably wouldn't have thought it was just a coincidence if she hadn't experienced winter break with him.

Seeing An Jing's diligence and hard work, Lü Meng could understand her a little. Having such an excellent boyfriend must put a lot of pressure on a strong-willed girl.

"Pervert" is probably how many of Su Yi's male classmates viewed him. This guy, who rarely appeared in class, earned in one academic year what others took two and a half years to complete. In the eyes of his female classmates, this exclamation might be interpreted as "genius," but who knows?

Su Yi spent the past six months of school life in a rather casual manner. Apart from continuing to audit some subjects that interested him, he only crammed for the subjects he needed to take before exams. The process of university life now seemed somewhat dispensable to him, but being able to learn some things that interested him was still quite good.

On July 1st, *Evolution* had been operating on a paid subscription basis for a full month. A month prior, Lechang Networks had begun charging accounts whose characters had been created for more than seven days. At this point, *Evolution* had nearly 60 million logged-in accounts. After one month of charging, statistics showed that there were 5 million paying players in mainland China and a staggering 25 million overseas, including 6.7 million in Asia, 7.9 million in Europe, approximately 8.4 million in the Americas, 1.5 million in Oceania, and even 500,000 in Africa. These numbers continued to grow. Of all paying users, approximately 75% were subscribers. This figure indicates that *Evolution* alone could generate at least $350 million in revenue for Dreamworld International each month, not including the various VIP revenue streams from Lechang Live generated by subscribers. At this moment, the world was marveling at the profitability of this IT upstart.

By this time, most universities had finished their courses and started their holidays.

Neither Ji Feng nor An Jing planned to go home. Ji Feng was preparing to participate in the WCG China Qualifiers in Yanjing in August. An Jing, on the other hand, planned to gain practical experience during the holidays, initially intending to use the two months to get a feel for the company environment. After she told Su Yi about her plans, Su Yi was very supportive. After promising not to use any special privileges on her, An Jing agreed to join his Dream International, becoming the second assistant to Vice President Han Xue. The purpose was to give her experience and increase her understanding of company management through practical work.

Tomorrow, Anjing will officially report to Dream International. Su Yi accompanied her shopping. Anjing's family is well-off, but she's not particularly fond of dressing up. Today, Su Yi mainly helped her buy some business attire for the company. After all, working at a company like Dream International, she can't dress like she did in school. Su Yi drove her through brand boutiques in Wangfujing, picking out a few outfits from Chanel and Dior. After putting on her business suit, Anjing looked every bit the elegant and beautiful office lady. She really liked these outfits; when she saw powerful women on TV, she couldn't help but fantasize about being like them when she grew up.

Although she knew these were top-tier international brands with hefty prices, she was still shocked when she saw the price tags. A single piece could cost tens of thousands of yuan—something a schoolgirl like herself had never imagined. Her most expensive clothes before were only a thousand or two yuan, and those were all winter wear.