GOD MODE FRESHMAN: Trillionaire Simulator-Chapter 7 - : "Which Mr. Ye Chen Are We Talking About?"

3:45 PM - Lakeside Promenade

Zhao Shuxuan's combat boots crunched gravel as she dragged Su Ning toward the rendezvous point. Her neon pink undercut swayed with each step, holographic nails catching sunlight like disco ball shards. "Relax, it's just my cousin!" she chirped, adjusting the skull-shaped hairpin that doubled as a USB drive. "He's got the emotional range of a brick wall—perfect for your ice princess aesthetic."

Su Ning's stiletto caught a fissure in the pavement. "You said we were walking off the mapo tofu."

"Multitasking!" Shuxuan winked, her breath smelling suspiciously of Soju. "Cousin-bonding plus future sister-in-law vetting. Two birds!"

The game interface pulsed across Ye Chen's vision as he approached, holographic warnings bleeding into reality:

[Relationship Web Update]

» Zhao Shuxuan (Matchmaker) → Trust Level: 98/100

» Suggested Dialogue: "Your Gucci kohl is smudged" (Charm +5)

"Your...eyeliner's migrating south," Ye blurted, immediately regretting it.

Su's hand flew to her waterline. "It's Gucci's waterproof kohl—"

"Told you he's detail-oriented!" Shuxuan elbowed Ye hard enough to bruise ribs. "Now kith!"

[System Alert]

» Su Ning's Suspicion Level: 15% → 22%

» Hidden Stat Revealed: Gucci Mascara Waterproof Rating → 94%

4:02 PM - The Provocation

Lin Ziang's custom John Lobb oxfords halted mid-stride. The campus forum rumors were true—Su Ning stood laughing with some plebeian freshman, her Arctic composure thawing. His Santal 33 cologne turned acrid with panic sweat.

"Su! Shuxuan!" Lin's Rolex submariner glinted as he extended a hand that had never touched dish soap. "And this is...?"

"My cousin Ye Chen," Shuxuan interjected, eyeing Lin's pocket square folded into a pretentious origami swan.

"Cousin?" Lin's grip tightened—a silverback gorilla dominance play Ye recognized from too many NatGeo marathons. "Charmed."

[Game Alert]

» Lin Ziang's Threat Level: High

» Weakness: Overcompensation via Tom Ford products

4:17 PM - The Flex

"Just closed on a penthouse," Lin casually dropped, adjusting his Brioni lapel pin. "Modest 2100 sq ft. Ideal for...intellectual salons." His gaze slid to Su's collarbone where a Nobel medal might rest.

Shuxuan's boba tea exploded across the pavement. "You bought a penthouse?!"

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"Cash," Lin shrugged, ignoring tapioca pearls stuck to his Berluti loafers. "Seven million yuan. Chump change."

Su's spoon clinked against her iced latte glass—a seismic event in her emotional Richter scale.

[Achievement Unlocked: Humblebrag Detected]

» +30 XP (Total: 210/300)

» Lin's Cognitive Dissonance: +40%

4:45 PM - Checkmate

A Tesla Model X materialized like a spaceship docking, its falcon doors revealing a man in a Kiton suit clutching titanium briefcases. "Mr. Ye Chen? The Skycrest #8 closing documents."

The promenade froze. Even the koi in the adjacent pond paused mid-swim.

Ye signed with a Montblanc pen that hadn't existed three seconds prior, the contract's embossed letterhead burning retinas:

SKYCREST ESTATES

Unit #8 • 12,000 sq.ft. • Private Helipad

Lin's smile curdled. "Skycrest? That's...a timeshare scam, right?"

"Unencumbered freehold," the agent corrected, handing Ye fobs engraved with the estate's phoenix crest. "The previous owner was a crypto miner who forgot his seed phrase."

[Nuclear Flex Activated]

» +80 XP (Total: 290/300)

» Lin Ziang's Sanity: 100% → 18%

5:03 PM - Fallout

Shuxuan gaped at the keys, her phone buzzing with incoming Venmo payments from eavesdropping students. "You bought a villa?!"

"Seemed logical." Ye pocketed them like convenience store receipts.

Lin's phone vibrated—a Google alert for Skycrest #8 sale: $48M USD. His soul exited his body via left nostril.

[System Alert]

» Main Quest Updated: Survive Lin's Revenge

» Clue: Security feed shows black SUV with tinted plates