[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off":3,"chapter-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-138":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Bound to the Sign-In System, I Took Off",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2336192,4567,"Chapter 138: The Classmates' Shock","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-138",138,"\u003Cp>“Why didn’t Su Huan come?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Dong (see Chapter 32, class reunion) didn’t see Su Huan, and felt a pang of disappointment—he should’ve asked ahead of time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fei Kai teased, “Still not giving up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then his expression shifted slightly as he added, “Su Huan’s on a business trip to Beijing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Dong shook his head without speaking, but his pursuit of Su Huan was as obvious as Zhong Shan’s ambition—everyone in their circle knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Su Huan clearly had no interest in him, never once giving him an opening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Business trip?” Zhang Kang blinked in surprise. “She already got a job that fast?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At his words, Shao Yan and Chen Ziyi both stared at him in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Weiwei asked, “You didn’t know? Su Huan quit half a month ago.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shao Yan shook her head and exchanged a glance with Chen Ziyi: “I thought she was still at Alibaba. Didn’t realize she’d left—but with the class monitor’s abilities, landing a job’s no big deal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fei Kai chuckled, “Didn’t you watch Qin Yun’s livestream yesterday? That guy’s insane—144 km\u002Fh downhill on a longboard, like he doesn’t even value his life. Su Huan even appeared in the shot before the official stream—I bet she’s working with Qin Yun now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished, Xia Weiwei blurted out, “Wait, what? Did you guys check Su Huan’s Moments?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of them were Su Huan’s WeChat friends; at once, they clicked into her feed out of curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then they saw her latest update.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A photo inside a car, and Su Huan’s selfie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Back in Hangzhou. Gotta take the CEO out to dinner.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their attention snapped from Su Huan to the car’s interior and the blurred silhouette beside it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ziyi gasped, “No way—that’s Qin Yun, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think so too. Did the class monitor get together with Qin Yun?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I knew something was off last time—so that’s what it was…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fei Kai glanced at He Dong’s darkening face and clammed up instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I feel like I’ve seen this car’s interior before,” Zhang Kang murmured, studying the photo, trying to place it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Dong said coolly, “BMW XMLableRed. Over three million RMB delivered.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, a bitter smile curled on his lips. He shook his head and opened a beer, drinking alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing He Dong’s words, everyone was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three million RMB for a BMW? What kind of BMW is that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, remembering Qin Yun’s status as a top Douyin livestreamer, they could only mutter: damn, livestreamers really make money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though they were Qin Yun’s classmates, apart from Fei Kai, none of them cared much about livestreaming; their knowledge of him was limited to random clips they’d scrolled past on Douyin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So far, none had deliberately watched one of his streams—even when they stumbled upon one, they’d glance for a moment and move on. Maybe some strange psychological resistance was at play.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Never thought livestreaming paid this well,” Zhang Kang muttered, his mood tangled—he’d never gotten along with Qin Yun in college, and human nature made him resent anyone doing better than him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, the prettiest flower in their class might’ve been plucked by Qin Yun—making his feelings even more complicated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s just a livestreamer. Adds zero value to society.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Dong sneered. Chen Ziyi opened his mouth to argue, but Shao Yan stopped him with a glance—no need to argue with a jealous, bitter man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Weiwei bit her lip, silently cursing: Su Huan, Su Huan—I thought you were so pure and refined, yet here you are, chasing Qin Yun for his money. Wait till…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dark thought flashed through her mind, and she instinctively felt ashamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment, the complexity of human nature shone plainly from every face around the private room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Shao Yan had stopped Chen Ziyi, she herself murmured softly: “There are countless Douyin livestreamers. Those who rise to the top are all exceptional people—even without livestreaming, he’d succeed at anything else.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Dong’s face darkened further; the atmosphere grew heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after, the reunion ended in awkward silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in the car, Shao Yan touched the pendant at her chest and called Su Huan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The call connected immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Class monitor, you’re back in Hangzhou?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan laughed, “Yeah, Yan Yan. I didn’t expect to return today. Are you still at dinner?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, it’s over. Your admirer ruined the mood, so everyone just left.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shao Yan didn’t hide it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan instantly knew who she meant and smiled: “I haven’t eaten yet. Why don’t you and Ziyi come over? Qin Yun’s here too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shao Yan and Chen Ziyi exchanged glances, then nodded: “Perfect—I was still hungry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, I’ll send you the address. See you soon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hanging up, Su Huan sent the location to Shao Yan and turned to Qin Yun: “You don’t mind, right? In Hangzhou, I’m still close with Yan Yan and Ziyi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course not,” Qin Yun shook his head. “They’re your classmates—and mine too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan had her own quiet intentions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, after months of being with Qin Yun, she’d truly fallen for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she could tell he was wary of new relationships. Even though he’d seemed shy at the Beijing guesthouse, she sensed that if she pushed further, he’d react with fierce resistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So she planned to take it slow—no rush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Step one: she’d already won over Aunt Hu. Step two: she’d slowly make this reality known among their circle. Step three: she’d gradually break through Qin Yun’s defenses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the saying goes: a man chasing a woman faces a mountain; a woman chasing a man faces only a thin veil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With her looks, her figure, layered advances, and their growing closeness—combined with their overlapping careers and their history as college friends—how could she not win him in the end?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hehe!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you giggling about?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan startled, looking up to find Qin Yun watching her strangely—she’d just laughed out loud. Her cheeks flushed instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nothing. When Yan Yan and Ziyi get here, let them order a few more dishes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm, fair enough.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About half an hour later, two more people joined the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Chen Ziyi arrived, he poured out his admiration, weaving in the videos he’d just watched on the way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve changed so much! After a few years of work, your physical condition’s gotten insane. Look at me—I’ve got a belly now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha, ask your Shao Yan why you eat so well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shao Yan rolled her eyes at them. “He won’t exercise. Eats, then just lies around. In a few years, he’ll be a middle-aged greaseball.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying that, she ignored them and leaned close to Su Huan, whispering secrets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they talked, her gaze kept flickering over Qin Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially when she heard certain things—her expression turned to awe and envy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, she whispered, “Seeing Qin Yun’s success now, Song Ya must be kicking herself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan covered her mouth and smiled. She didn’t mention that Song Ya had called her—though she’d acted magnanimous, her tone betrayed unmistakable regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After eating and drinking, the four took a stroll in a nearby park, then prepared to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after, Shao Yan and Chen Ziyi watched a sleek, sporty BMW SUV slowly drive away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ziyi stared, envious—such a luxury car was beyond his reach for life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought left him feeling hollow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Honey, give you five years. By then, I want to drive this one too. Go for it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ahh—!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back at Su Huan’s place, Qin Yun didn’t stay the night. After sending the video footage to Fang Nan’s company, he drove off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan didn’t try to stop him—after all, a man and woman alone together… who knew what might happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She still held onto that modesty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun wasn’t stupid. The barrier between them was fragile—any nudge might collapse it. But his reservations kept him from pushing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Between men and women, it sounds simple—but in the end, it’s always about responsibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Responsibility can be light or heavy. To Song Ya, it was as weightless as a feather; she didn’t care. But to Qin Yun, it was a lifelong burden. He’d been betrayed by Song Ya, so he approached new love with far greater caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan was perfect—there wasn’t a single flaw he could find.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And precisely because of that, he worried. He feared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He worried about her family. He feared the unpredictable future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why think so much? Let things unfold naturally,” Qin Yun muttered, shaking off the thoughts. He rolled down his window—the noisy street rushed in eagerly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Passersby glanced at the luxury car with varying degrees of envy—but it no longer stirred any vanity in him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t think driving a luxury car was impressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his nature, if Laura hadn’t gifted him this car, he’d never buy one of this caliber in his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To him, it was overkill—value and performance beyond need.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car glided down the road when suddenly—a shattering beer bottle startled him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t act like you’re too good for me! I’ve chased you for so long—my patience has limits!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun turned his head through the window and saw a group of young men and women dining at a roadside barbecue stall. One man, clearly drunk, had smashed a bottle and was yelling at a girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A girl?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun suddenly realized—the girl looked familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, a name flashed into his memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slammed on the brakes and pulled over beside a bus stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Liang Ge, you’re drunk.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Wen quickly grabbed Wang Liang and apologized to Chu Xin: “Chu Xin, I’m sorry—Wang Liang’s drunk, he didn’t mean it that way, don’t take it to heart.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m not drunk,” Wang Liang swung his arm, nearly knocking Zhou Wen over, and pointed at Chu Xin: “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re after? You think I’m a sucker? Dream on.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Xin’s face darkened, even looking wounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wang Liang, I told you long ago I don’t like you—you’re the one who kept chasing me… Ah—!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Xin was suddenly shoved backward and fell over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Chuji and Su Wenjing’s expressions changed instantly; they rushed to catch Chu Xin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wang Liang, what are you doing? You’re hitting people now? Do you even have any shame?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve gone too far, Wang Liang. We were classmates—I gave you face. Who do you think you are? Think you can just decide who you want to be with?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears hung in Chu Xin’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Liang’s face flushed red; he paid no attention to their shouts, as if he hadn’t heard a word. He stepped forward and reached for Chu Xin’s hand, making her scramble back in panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chu Xin, Xin Xin, I truly like you—just give me a chance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Chuji looked at him with revulsion, stepped forward to block his filthy hand, then glared at Zhou Wen: “Take him away right now. You’re making a spectacle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Wen’s head throbbed; he was filled with regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Liang squinted at Jiang Chuji, then suddenly reached out to touch her face: “If Chu Xin won’t go out with me, how about you, Jiang Chuji? I like you too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he spoke, a hand pressed down on his shoulder—so heavy he couldn’t move forward an inch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who the fuck is that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun frowned; a strong stench of alcohol hit him. He applied slight pressure and pulled the man sideways toward the male beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Classmate, please take him away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Wen immediately grabbed Wang Liang, but Wang Liang struggled. Annoyed, Zhou Wen shoved him hard and hurried him away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t pull me, Zhou Wen! Let go, you bastard! I’m gonna teach this bastard a lesson today—let go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other patrons at the barbecue stall, seeing nothing more to watch, turned their attention away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big Brother Qin?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Xin, Jiang Chuji, and Su Wenjing finally recognized who it was—and their faces lit up with delight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you doing in Hangzhou? Aren’t you in Beijing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were all loyal fans of Qin Yun, watching every one of his livestreams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun smiled: “I was driving by just now, heard some commotion, saw your silhouettes and thought they looked familiar, so I got out to check—and turns out it really is you.”\u003C\u002Fp>",2028,"2026-06-20T21:37:28.858Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","bfee7ab64610cd48df5b5063877ca7866b4b05d185cf82e5e938747e4ba21f8a","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-139","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-137",329,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-cover.jpg"]