[{"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-17":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},2336071,4567,"Chapter 17","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-17",17,"\u003Cp>From the photos on her social media circle, Su Huan noticed Qin Yun had become more muscular. When she saw him in person, the definition in his arms and his overall physique shocked her even more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You actually started working out?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun smiled, scanning Su Huan from head to toe: “Work out? Where would I find time for that? You, on the other hand, haven’t changed a bit since college.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll take that as a compliment. Come on, let’s go eat—this place’s smoked meat is amazing, you’ll love it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan pushed a strand of hair back from her forehead and walked ahead into the restaurant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this hour, the restaurant wasn’t crowded yet; the two found an empty table and sat down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still not on a diet?” Su Huan picked up the menu and asked casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, no restrictions—I like spicy and sour.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good.” Su Huan nodded and quickly called over the waiter, ordering five dishes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the waiter left, she turned to Qin Yun with a curious look: “You came back to Zhoushan? Not going back to Beijing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah.” Since she already knew about his divorce, he had no reason to hide it—he smiled. “Lost my job, got divorced. After thinking it over, I figured I might as well come home.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan’s gaze grew slightly complex: “Why did you choose to divorce? Did Song Ya initiate it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her view, Song Ya was someone with high demands for her partner, yet only ever took. She assumed Qin Yun hadn’t done well, making Song Ya dissatisfied enough to file for divorce—but his answer surprised her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No.” Qin Yun shook his head. “I did.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan: “...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her strange look, Qin Yun chuckled bitterly: “I just let go. I didn’t want to spend my whole life like that. You’ve got to think of yourself sometimes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his head. “Enough about me. What about you? How’s it going at Alibaba? I remember you were already P8—you’re in middle management now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Qin Yun didn’t want to elaborate, Su Huan dropped the subject.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m fine, but the 996 is brutal—I often can’t sleep, and the project pressure is insane.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But the pay’s high. These big companies squeeze hard, but they pay well too.” Qin Yun had seen news online about Alibaba, Tencent, Huawei—no ordinary small company could match their salaries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His twenty-five thousand a month in Beijing looked decent, but it was just what Su Huan had earned years ago at Alibaba.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If your income doesn’t keep up, who’d stick around?” Su Huan sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they talked, she suddenly noticed something different about Qin Yun—whether discussing work or marriage, he seemed at peace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This ease was very different from the Qin Yun she knew. Maybe it was just the divorce—finally accepting it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“True.” Qin Yun sipped his tea and asked Su Huan, “So, Class President, got a boyfriend yet? Plenty of guys chasing you at Alibaba, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan rolled her eyes dramatically: “You understand money, right? When else are you gonna chase it if not when you’re young? Unlike you... Heng , love? Don’t even mention it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun laughed helplessly. Su Huan was still Su Huan—seemed gentle on the outside, but completely different inside. Add that voice of hers, the contrast was too extreme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, yes—you’ve got ambition, unlike me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old classmates chatting inevitably meant reminiscing about the past and asking about each other’s lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Besides you, only four classmates stayed in Beijing? That’s so few. And Shen Hu and Zhang Chao are both locals—so only Jiang Bingbing and Fan Chen are left?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan was surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can’t help it—hukou’s hard to get, and you know Beijing’s housing prices aren’t affordable for ordinary people. Leaving’s normal. Fan Chen’s reportedly looking to transfer to Jiangsu-Zhejiang-Shanghai.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sigh... none of us have it easy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they chatted, the dishes arrived one by one. First came the smoked meat platter—pork head, ears, and intestines arranged together, the aroma intense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun picked up a piece and nodded approvingly: “Lean meat isn’t dry, fat isn’t greasy—tastes great.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right? I knew you’d like it.” Su Huan smiled and pointed to another dish of cold tofu salad. “Try this—it’s perfect for summer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You eat too, don’t just watch me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of the five dishes, one was the staple—Jizhou braised pancake. Paired with the meat and vegetable dishes, Qin Yun ate heartily. Especially the braised pork belly—tender, falling off the bone, drenched in rich broth, incredibly fragrant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Qin Yun devoured meat and gulped broth, Su Huan ate daintily. Though her personality was open and bold, her eating habits were completely different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, how long will you stay in Hebei? You’ve been to Hengshui—have you been to Chengde yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan suddenly remembered something and asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun swallowed his food and said: “Leaving tomorrow. I didn’t come here to sightsee—I’m driving back to Zhoushan, and if I find anything interesting along the way, I’ll stop and relax.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Su Huan’s eyes lit up: “Driving? That’s on my way! Why don’t you let me ride with you to Hangzhou? You’ll have a beautiful woman to chat with—you won’t get bored.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You have that many vacation days?” Qin Yun blinked. “I’m just hanging around here today, maybe staying two days in Shandong tomorrow—I don’t even know when I’ll reach Hangzhou.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“True.” Su Huan’s eyes dimmed. “I only took five days off—only three left. Sigh... Alibaba’s just too busy. Never a moment’s rest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So everyone has their own struggles. You’ve got money but no time; I’ve got time but no money—which do you prefer?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan grinned. “I’d still pick having money.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun shook his head and pointed at the table. “You’re not eating? I’ll finish it all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go ahead, go ahead—I’m full.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Qin Yun didn’t hold back—he cleared the table, devouring every pancake, dish, and piece of meat like a storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Qin Yun eat so heartily, Su Huan suddenly felt hungry again. People are like that—seeing others enjoy food stirs your own appetite. But she patted her stomach and decided against it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After eating their fill, Su Huan paid—just over a hundred yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they stepped out of the restaurant, Qin Yun marveled: “Too cheap. In Beijing, this meal would cost a week’s worth here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Same in Hangzhou—ridiculously expensive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun still hung low in the sky. Su Huan pointed in one direction: “Let’s walk to that park—helps digestion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crossing the street, they strolled and chatted when suddenly, a motorcycle engine approached from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun turned and laughed: “It’s you guys! Finished up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was none other than the young couple who’d ridden up earlier on their motorcycle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, done. If it weren’t for you, we’d still be stuck till tomorrow. Thanks again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun waved dismissively: “You’ve thanked me enough already—no need to be so polite.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy glanced at Su Huan and his eyes lit up: “Brother, your girlfriend’s gorgeous.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately felt a sharp pinch on his waist and quickly added: “Almost as pretty as my girlfriend. Brother, you’ve got real luck.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun burst out laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, brother, see you later. Thanks again!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he twisted the throttle—the motorcycle shot off and vanished around the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan stared at Qin Yun. “What just happened?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun briefly explained his earlier help: “People here are really warm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can fix motorcycles? Didn’t know you had that skill. I only knew Shen Hu runs a car shop—he can fix vehicles.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun smiled confidently: “I’ve got plenty of skills. Fixing a motorcycle? Child’s play.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re getting fat and puffing up now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Su Huan walked toward the park, bathed in the sunset. Watching her back, Qin Yun felt as if he’d stepped back into college.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the past couldn’t be reclaimed—in a blink, he was already approaching thirty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They walked slowly, chatting and laughing, soon arriving at the park. Clearly a popular local spot, it was filled with elderly people and children after dinner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the center of the square, coaches taught rollerblading, others played badminton, but most were doing square dancing. Dozens of groups stretched across the area, music blaring—mostly “Oye” songs—a beautiful scene of everyday life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So what are your plans? Want me to refer you to Alibaba?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Su Huan’s rank, an internal referral was effortless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Qin Yun now had a system—he couldn’t go back to a 9-to-5. He politely declined: “No plans to work yet. The settlement money’s enough to live comfortably for a while. If I ever get desperate, I’ll come find you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go to hell, you never say anything decent—pfft...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She cursed him, then couldn’t help laughing. Since he said that, she didn’t press further. Everyone had their own path—she’d long known you didn’t need a job to survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this world, everyone finds a way to live—it’s just a matter of how much they earn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they walked further, Qin Yun’s eyes lit up—he spotted several young people running and jumping on the opposite staircase. They’d leap over a one-meter-high step, then sprint and kick off a wall to flip onto the platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still doing this?” Qin Yun pointed at the youths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan glanced over and sneered: “That’s child’s play. Even if I didn’t train anymore, I could do it easily.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan had once been on her university’s parkour team at North China Institute of Science and Technology—who’d have thought such a delicate girl would do such a dangerous sport?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Watch the lady’s skills.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, she darted past Qin Yun and sprinted toward the stairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wall beside the steps formed a right angle. As she ran, her hair flew behind her. Then, with a sudden burst of power, she leapt into the air—her left foot slammed against the left wall, then she pushed off to the right wall, right foot driving hard, both hands reaching for the top edge of the platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, in Qin Yun’s stunned gaze, Su Huan’s hand slipped—she tumbled down and landed with a thud, sitting hard on the ground with a cry: “Ouch!”\u003C\u002Fp>",1678,"2026-06-20T21:37:28.858Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","1e32b707632e8c99b6ba3ae0c0550810904127faa60a61683ade6f32986e0fe4","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-18","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-16",329,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-cover.jpg"]