Mr. Melancholy Wants To Live A Peaceful Life

CHAPTER 106

Yu Hua was a controlled person. As a leveler, he hadn't wasted his points. He had put every point where it counted. He wouldn't have indiscriminately used his points to fulfill unnecessary desires. As an ordinary person, he had also very rarely squandered money. Whether at home or at work, each sum was used on a knife's edge. Undoubtedly the decoration of the studio had been done to make life unpleasant for Lian Yufan, but he had also truly been economizing.

Yu Hua, who had practically never been self-indulgent, had spent a vast sum of money today and felt that it really felt good to spend money. No wonder TV dramas often had plots about retaliatory shopping. The astonished look on the saleswoman's face when he had swiped his card and transferred accounts had made Yu Hua very satisfied. Today he had cheerfully spent ninety million. He was planning to use the remaining ten million to buy some livestreaming equipment, then leave some money to pay Feng Kui's salary.

The studio, which had at first been used to attract the notice of the Protection Organization and the Destroyers, was making more and more money. The appearances and figures of the levelers who had been altered by the System were perfect. The studio's volume and performance became more flourishing by the day. This made Yu Hua attach value to the cyclical use of the Destroyers and their sustainable development. If they were only given new education and overawed by favors, these people could also become his money-making slaves... Ahem, that was wrong. These people could also slowly integrate into this world.

With his mood as clear and bright as the sky, Yu Hua came home humming the intro music for the news broadcast. He was pondering today's meals. When he reached the door of his estate, he nervously adjusted his shirt, worried that it would be wrinkled.

After all, he was meeting Xiao You again after thousands of years of separation. Yu Hua didn't know whether his nature had changed. He didn't know whether he was still that social elite that Xiao You had fallen in love with at first sight at the very beginning. The closer he got to the door, the more nervous he became. He involuntarily activated "super memory images," reviewing his blurred memories like watching a movie, getting a clear impression of them in his brain, so it was as if they had just happened.

When he reached the door of his apartment, Yu Hua once again took inventory of the ingredients in his bag. He hadn't cooked in over two thousand years. Yu Hua didn't even know whether his culinary skills could still hold up to half of what they had been before. He rapidly recited the menu of dishes he would make today, then started recalling what to do when he came through the door.

According to his living habits of over three years of marriage, he ought to walk through the door and first change his shoes. If Xiao You was home, he would kiss his cheek, then go wash his hands. He would change into indoor clothes, then turn around and give his husband a hug. He would turn on the TV to the news channel and listen to the news while cooking.

Thinking that there would be a coming home kiss when he walked through the door, Yu Hua smiled a neglected senior citizen's smile, the smile of someone who hadn't been kissed in over two thousand years. He expectantly swiped his fingerprint and opened the apartment door. He put on a smile like a spring breezes that he thought was the most charming, most gentle, most likely to fascinate Xiao You, and walked through the door.

"Hahaha! Can't Lian Yufan move his arms and legs in coordination? I remember his nerves always seemed good during physical activity, and here he's done this hip-hop dance with the bearing of a public square dance. Zhen Li's standing there next to him so upset his flat face has folded up into a lump."

As soon as he walked through the door, he heard a voice as warm as a fire laughing to the fullest. Yu Hua saw a man sitting on his sofa with an arm around his husband's shoulders. He was eating fried chicken and French fries and drinking beer while watching the studio's livestream program. The smile on Yu Hua's face froze. He raised his hand slightly towards the back of the man's head.