After leaving the Yan family, Gu Yan returned home in his luxury car.
He was a man who knew when to quit. Although there had been some mistakes in the process of earning points, overall he felt things had gone well.
If I had to put it into numbers… the favorability between me and Yan Qingqiu should've increased by at least ten percent.
Yes, he was that confident.
"Now then… let's see today's harvest."
Gu Yan happily opened the system mall, only to see the counter:
[Points: 70]
"Seventy points, huh? That means my relationship with Qingqiu has already reached the passing line. Maybe this really is Heaven's will."
Satisfied, he smiled and scrolled through the store.
[Money], [Cars], [Mansions], [Companies], [Properties]…
Gu Yan's excitement quickly dimmed. Despite the dazzling array of options, none of them appealed to him.
In the original novel, this was just a normal modern world—no martial arts, no miracle doctors, no cultivation. If such things existed, with his identity he would've known already.
That was exactly why he had pinned his hopes on the system. He thought it might offer something extraordinary—something to help Qingqiu, so she could face the world proudly without a shred of shame.
He knew she didn't care about such things, but deep down, every person had some lingering desire to live without being judged.
Yet the mall had nothing of value.
"As for plastic surgery…" Gu Yan shook his head. Both he and Qingqiu disliked the idea.
He sighed inwardly. System, you can leave. I don't need you anymore.
[Why?] The mechanical voice echoed in his mind.
"These items are worthless to me. There's no need for you to remain here. You can return."
[What do you want? I will report your request to headquarters and try to meet your requirements.]
Gu Yan blinked in surprise. Headquarters? The system has a headquarters?
He tried asking more, but no further answers came.
Finally, he said, "Just scan me, analyze my needs, and give me an offer I can't refuse."
The system fell silent, beginning its analysis. Gu Yan waited patiently.
Two minutes later, the voice returned.
[Human Resources, Skills, Technology, Knowledge…]
A smile spread across Gu Yan's face. "Yes. That's exactly what I want. Especially human resources."
[Good. I will optimize the system according to your demands. Estimated time: twelve hours. As compensation, the Pure Love Technique is granted to you.]
"…What the hell is this?"
The corner of Gu Yan's mouth twitched. Universe Pure Love Technique? What kind of nonsense is that?
But before he could demand answers, the countdown for the system's update had already begun.
Covering his face, Gu Yan groaned. He was too tired to complain about this ridiculous "pure love system."
Still, the technique was given by the system. He couldn't ignore it, so he clicked on its introduction.
[The Universal Pure Love Technique: By performing acts of pure love, one can stimulate the energy of pure love! This energy cleanses the meridians, nourishes the body, makes the practitioner stronger and more handsome, and doubles the efficiency of learning any skill.]
"…So basically, as long as I do things of pure love, I get stronger and more handsome?"
Gu Yan scoffed. Useless. I'm already handsome and strong. Having this or not won't make much difference.
Shaking his head, he closed the system. But a trace of anticipation still lingered in his eyes. He was looking forward to seeing what the updated system could offer.
"Alright then. Let's keep up this momentum and raise Qingqiu's favorability as fast as possible."
From the driver's seat, Lao Gao noticed Gu Yan smiling in the rearview mirror and felt relieved.
The young master seems happy. Good things, good things. The master and mistress will definitely be pleased as well.
That night, at the Gu family dining table.
Gu Fanming and Shan Murong had rushed to Sichuan City the moment they learned Gu Yan had met Yan Qingqiu.
On the table lay an extravagant spread—abalone, lobster, delicacies from both land and sea.
Gu Yan raised an eyebrow, lips twitching. "Dad, Mom… why are you here? And why so many dishes?"
"Sister Wang, make a lighter soup!" Shan Murong called toward the kitchen.
"Yes, Madam!"
The couple exchanged glances. In their eyes: Wife, tell him.Husband, tell him.
Finally, under Shan Murong's threatening gaze, Gu Fanming sighed and spoke helplessly.
"Xiao Yan, I know you must be disappointed, but it's alright. There are plenty of wealthy families in the Imperial City."
Seeing him open the topic, Shan Murong quickly followed. She picked up a piece of braised pork and placed it in Gu Yan's bowl.
"Yes, Yanyan. Like your father said, why cling to one flower when the world is full of gardens. Mom will find you someone better. The Rong family, the Su family, the Zhuge family… your father will take care of it."
Gu Fanming's eyelids twitched. "Hey—when did I—hiss!"
He stopped as Shan Murong pinched his thigh under the table, retracting her hand with a calm smile.
She gazed at Gu Yan with motherly gentleness. "As long as you like her, your father will propose on your behalf. And Mom will support you too."
She wasn't lying. The Shan family was ranked second only to the Gu family in Beijing. Number one and number two joined forces, the power behind such a union was unimaginable.
Listening to them, Gu Yan couldn't help but laugh. Of course he understood what his parents were doing. They weren't truly suggesting other families. They thought his proposal hadn't gone well. After all, while the information they had about Yan Qingqiu was promising, it also suggested she would be hard to pursue.
So they had come to "cheer him up." Though honestly… their method of cheering was a little odd.
Still, he decided to play along.
"Dad, Mom, what are you talking about?" Gu Yan said with a grin. "I've already proposed to Qingqiu. We're husband and wife now. How could I possibly look for another woman?"
For a moment, Gu Fanming and Shan Murong couldn't react.
"Yes, Yanyan…" Shan Murong began automatically, "it's because Yan Qingqiu is difficult to pursue, so don't feel disheartened and—wait…""
Both of them froze.
"… Propose… marriage?!"
Their voices overlapped in shock.
"Husband and wife?!"