The following days were uneventful. Su Wei and Zhou Xi fell into their usual rhythm—studying in the dorm or being dragged out by Zhou Xi for fun. But lately, something felt off about Zhou Xi. Not only had her tone grown increasingly coquettish, she now insisted on sharing the same bed, and sometimes even showering together.

Is this just how girls are with each other?

Su Wei was confused but didn’t resist. It just felt… strange, like something wasn’t quite right.

Meanwhile, the software Su Wei developed had been live for a full month. After the accounting firm handed over operations to the new finance team, she checked the numbers: daily revenue hit a staggering four million Zhou Yuan. Monthly turnover reached 120 million Zhou Yuan! After taxes, maintenance, and staff costs, Zhou Xi and Su Wei each cleared around forty million Zhou Yuan.

Converted to Huaxia Yuan? 320 million.

When Su Wei received her share, her hands trembled slightly. Even Zhou Xi beamed with joy.

“Grandpa’s always been the one giving me allowance and buying me nice things. Now that I’ve earned my own money, it’s time I got him a gift too.”

Zhou Xi was thoughtful—and her words stirred Su Wei. Though she shared little history with her own grandfather, his quiet care had warmed her heart in this world.

“I’ll get something for my family too. What should I buy Grandpa?”

“Hmm…” Zhou Xi fell silent. “My grandfather’s a high-ranking official. He has everything. I genuinely don’t know.”

They exchanged a glance and sighed in unison.

“How about we go out and look around?”

“Might as well.”

They headed to Shengshi Plaza in downtown Zhaoge—a place Su Wei knew well. Zhou Xi dragged her through luxury boutiques. Back then, Su Wei bought socks three pairs for ten Huaxia Yuan; now, she spent three hundred Zhou Yuan on a single pair. She even picked up several handbags costing hundreds of thousands. Su Wei called them superficial, useless. Zhou Xi disagreed: “Clothing signals status. Before you reach the top, people judge your success by how you present yourself.”

She had a point. And to Su Wei, this was pocket change now.

After browsing awhile, Su Wei hesitated, then bought two Patek Philippe watches—320,000 and 260,000 Zhou Yuan—one for Grandpa, one for Su Xiu. Free global shipping included. She almost felt it was a bargain.

Zhou Xi lingered longer before choosing a fountain pen. At over 30,000 Zhou Yuan, Su Wei frowned.

“Why not get him a watch too?”

“Nah. His watches are custom-made with health monitors. If I gave him one, he’d wear it out of politeness. Not fair to him.”

“I see.”

Su Wei’s lips twitched. *Custom health-monitoring watches?* Not some off-the-shelf gadget. Her imagination truly had limits.

“By the way, Weiwei—thought about getting a driver’s license? A Grand Zhou license works across all federal states.”

“A license…?” Su Wei hesitated. “I can drive, but studying feels like a waste of time.”

“Mmm. I’ll arrange it—exam only, no lessons.”

“Okay. But I’ll need to relearn traffic rules. Countries differ.”

Settled lightly. On the drive back, Zhou Xi casually tossed the keys.

“You drive. You said you can.”

“Wait, no!” Su Wei’s pulse spiked. *She’d driven in her past life—but not once in this one. Half a year idle. What if danger struck?*

Zhou Xi waved a hand, utterly calm. “Relax. This car could hit a tank and keep everyone safe. Drive confidently.”

“…Alright.”

Nervous but seated, Su Wei noted the gear buttons on the steering wheel—not a column shifter, but where volume knobs usually sat. Labeled D, N, P, R. Reassuringly, above 7 mph, the buttons locked automatically.

Light brake. Shift. Accelerate.

The engine roared louder from the driver’s seat. That familiar push-back sensation now made her palms sweat instantly. Zero to 100 km/h in three seconds—too much for her racing heart. Thankfully, the road stayed clear, mostly highway. She made it back safely.

“Not bad!” Zhou Xi grinned. “You drove really steady.”

“Look—my hands are soaked.” Su Wei exhaled deeply, heart still fluttering.

“First time’s awkward. You’ll get used to it.”

Su Wei nodded with a wry smile. *Once the best driver among friends… now outshone after half a year off.*

Just as they stepped out, debating a badminton session at the gym, Su Wei’s phone rang.

“Hello, Su Xiu.”

“Sis… it’s like this.”

*Uh-oh.* The “sis” meant trouble.

“What is it?”

“Funds ran out.”

“The five million? Already?”

“We finished the software. Now promoting—and five million’s nowhere near enough for ads.”

“How much do you need?”

“Uh…” Su Xiu’s voice shrank. “Twenty… twenty million?”

Su Wei paused. “I’ll give you fifty million. Ten million prize pool. Forty million for promotion.”

“Fifty million?!” Pressure crushed Su Xiu. Losing five million would’ve haunted him. Fifty? If it vanished… he might never dare build again.

“Go big or go home,” Su Wei said calmly. “Think big companies won’t copy your app the second they spot its potential?”

“Copy?! That’s shameless! I’ll sue!”

“Sue away. Win? Maybe five million in damages. Them? They’ll pocket hundreds of millions. Billions.”