Reborn not to be a simp, the school beauty's whole family goes crazy

She mumbled something while chewing on an apple.

Looking at Chu Mengran's adorable appearance, Chen Dong couldn't help but reach out and gently pat her head.

"As long as you like it."

The two shared the apple, taking turns biting into it, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere throughout the living room.

After a while, Chu Mengran stood up and said to Chen Dong, "I'm going to take a shower and get ready for bed."

Chen Dong smiled and nodded, replying, "Okay, go ahead, I'll wait for you."

Chu Mengran entered the bathroom, and soon the sound of running water filled the air.

When Chu Mengran finished showering and came out wrapped in a bath towel, Chen Dong also entered the bathroom.

Chu Mengran changed into a soft spaghetti strap nightgown, sat on the edge of the bed, and casually flipped through a book.

After taking a shower, Chen Dong didn't go straight to bed. Wearing a bathrobe and carrying an apple and a [unspecified item], he walked into the bedroom.

Seeing this, Chu Mengran was puzzled. She looked up at Chen Dong and asked, "Didn't you just eat? Why are you peeling an apple again?"

Chen Dong looked at Chu Mengran with a serious expression and a mysterious smile on his face.

"This is the beginning of the next phase."

As he spoke, he sat down on the edge of the bed and began peeling an apple.

Chu Mengran stared curiously at Chen Dong's every move, her eyes filled with doubt.

After peeling the apple, Chen Dong held it in his hand, then sat down on the bed next to Chu Mengran and whispered a few words in her ear.

In an instant, Chu Mengran's face turned bright red.

She rolled her eyes at Chen Dong, both embarrassed and annoyed, and muttered, "I thought you were really going to make me eat another apple."

"The result is that I have to eat bananas, which is terrible."

After saying that, she darted under the covers like a startled rabbit.

Despite saying that, Chu Mengran did not refuse. She hid under the covers, took a banana from Chen Dong's pocket, and started eating it.

Chen Dong looked at the floating bedding and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This is why Chen Dong likes Christmas Eve and Christmas Day.

Apple Apple AP, the connotation of the transliteration is what Chen Dong was looking forward to.

Meanwhile, at Guo Miao and Yu Qin's residence, Yu Qin lay on the bed, covering her face with a pillow, motionless.

Guo Miao thought Yu Qin was shy, and with a silly grin on his face, he started to grope her all over.

He was completely oblivious to Yu Qin's absent-mindedness; she was still lost in her own world.

Yu Qin's mind was in chaos at this moment. She let Guo Miao do whatever he wanted, but her thoughts drifted to the distance.

She wasn't fantasizing about Guo Miao in front of her, but rather about Chen Dong.

She imagined what kind of tender look Chen Dong would give her if he were beside her right now, what sweet words he would say, and even...

As the thoughts in her mind drifted, Yu Qin's eyes became glazed and her face flushed.

Guo Miao, however, remained completely oblivious, still immersed in the man's pleasure.

In the spacious and bright office building of Sega in Japan, the atmosphere of busyness is like a fine spider web, completely enveloping every corner.

Ryota Kameda, the business development manager, dressed in a sharp suit, walked briskly, his eagerness revealing a hint of barely suppressed excitement.

He gripped a finely crafted document bag tightly in his right hand, which contained several cartridge games brought back from faraway China by his capable subordinate, Mimura Ichiro.

"I Run an Inn in Chang'an 1" to "I Run an Inn in Chang'an 3" as well as "Prestigious High School 1" and "Prestigious High School 2".

In Ryota Kameda's eyes, these cartridges were like a magic key that unlocked a whole new gaming market.

It was as if with just a gentle turn, Sega could step into a new world full of endless possibilities.

At this moment, he was striding towards the company's publishing and sales department, his mind filled with the unique gameplay and rich content of these games.

The thought of players meticulously planning the layout of their inn in the ancient city of Chang'an in the game "I Run an Inn in Chang'an" is quite stimulating.

Recruiting employees with unique talents, skillfully handling the diverse needs of guests, and racking one's brains to improve the inn's reputation and profitability.

In the Elite High School series, players can deeply experience campus life, participate in club activities, and develop their character's abilities.

Step by step, they created their own legendary status as a prestigious school.

Ryota Kameda became increasingly convinced that these games would ignite an unprecedented gaming craze within Sega, opening up a completely new blue ocean market for the company.

Meanwhile, in the distribution and sales department office, department manager Kenji Mikami was intently staring at the mountain of sales reports piled up on his desk.

His brows were furrowed so deeply they seemed to trap a fly, and his eyes, like two nails, were fixed intently on the densely packed data on the report.

The pen in his hand kept drawing circles on the paper, leaving marks of varying depths, while he muttered to himself from time to time.

They were trying to find the key to improving sales performance from this complex data.

The entire office was so quiet that the only sounds were the scratching of his pages turning through reports and the scribbling of his pen, like a monotonous and somber melody.

"Knock knock knock."

A crisp knock on the door abruptly broke the silence of the office.

Mikami Kento impatiently looked up and saw Kameda Ryota standing excitedly at the door, and a surge of inexplicable anger welled up inside him.

He hates being disturbed when he's focused on his work, especially this kind of unexpected interruption, which makes him feel like his rhythm has been completely disrupted.

"Kameda-kun, what's up? Can't you see I'm busy?"

Mikami Kento's tone was cold, his face was full of impatience, and his voice was clearly displeased.

It was as if it was sending a strong signal to Ryota Kameda: Don't bother me.

Ryota Kameda was completely unaffected by Kento Mikami's attitude; he still wore a bright smile.

He strode into the office, went straight to Mikami Kento's desk, gently placed the file bag he was carrying on the desk, and said, "Mikami-kun, I have some incredibly good news!"

“Look, these are some cartridge games that Ichiro Mimura brought back from China. I think our company should immediately arrange for their production and sales.”

As he spoke, he pointed to the file folder, his eyes filled with anticipation, as if he could already see the games selling like hotcakes in the market.

Mikami Kento glanced at the file bag with a puzzled look, as if he were looking at a mysterious object of unknown origin.

Then he looked up at Ryota Kameda, a shocked expression on his face: "What? Game cartridges brought back from China?"

"Shouldn't our people go to China to sell Sega games? Why did they bring back game cartridges? Kameda-kun, are you sure you're not mistaken?"