Chapter 154: Mature Lady's Date Target! He Didn't Say Anything, and Had No Chance to!

Here it comes again.

Again it's Tang Youning's 'friendly reminder'.

This is already the second time.

Last time he warned Su Yang to be careful of Jiang Hua.

This time he gave the warning not to open the door at midnight.

Regardless of his original intention.

Does he even need to say such nonsense?

Huangfu Shu died so mysteriously that he didn't utter a single word before death.

If there were no ghosts in here, Su Yang would have jumped off the rooftop on the spot.

The troublemaker must be one of the two of them.

While keeping an eye on Jiang Hua, he also has to watch out for this seemingly simple‑minded, honest uncle.

"How could there be any unprovoked kindness here?" Su Yang sneered inwardly and stepped through the door.

The surrounding scenery changed abruptly, and he found himself in a narrow alley.

Clutching the rose, his hand unable to extend, Su Yang carefully walked out, fearing his clothes and hair would get stained with dust.

"So many people..."

He seemed to be on a pedestrian street, surrounded by classical Chinese‑style buildings.

Large red lanterns hung high, the bluestone slabs beneath his feet bore the marks of time, and in the corners resilient green moss grew.

Many young people in hanfu shuttled back and forth, along with some in bizarre costumes, creating a stark contrast with the classical ambience.

"Cosplay?" Su Yang was startled.

Such a culture has rapidly risen amid the booming entertainment industry.

He vaguely recalled that Donghai City's gym regularly held COS events, attracting many enthusiasts.

Now seeing the familiar outfit in the game, Su Yang couldn't help glancing at it twice.

Holding a rose, he stood out conspicuously in the crowd, drawing many gazes.

Among them, several girls' eyes shone as they turned, laughing and whispering with their companions.

Although he couldn't catch exactly what they said, Su Yang vaguely heard a phrase—

"Your husband..."

?

Su Yang lowered his head to check his attire, finding nothing amiss.

"Do I look terrible today?"

Su Yang glanced at the departing silhouette and let out a helpless laugh.

In the past he would have gone up to argue a few sentences, but now he takes it lightly.

Appearance is one of the most useless things in the Death Game.

Spending time on grooming is less practical than doing a couple more push‑ups.

He promptly found a café and sat at a window seat.

The air was thick with coffee aroma; Su Yang, who hadn't tasted this drink in a long time, felt somewhat tempted.

But considering coffee's diuretic effect, he dismissed the thought.

Soon the bell hanging on the door rang.

A girl entered, holding a rose and looking around.

"This way," Su Yang stood up and waved.

The girl turned, and as they met eyes, rippling light shimmered in hers.

Seeing that gaze, Su Yang's earlier displeasure vanished instantly.

Ordinary people can still tell quality.

When she approached, a fragrant breeze hit, different from Xu Yutong's fresh sweet scent.

This scent carried a heavier note; Su Yang detected a hint of white pine resin in the top.

One can often infer certain traits from a person's perfume style.

Clearly, her fashion, compared to a delicate girl, exudes more charm and maturity.

A light apricot knit top paired with sky‑blue denim shorts showcased her rounded, straight legs in an especially slender way.

Silver‑wire round‑frame glasses perched on her nose, and her gestures exuded intellectual beauty.

Her face wasn't breathtaking, but her fair skin combined with the intellectual beauty in her movements.

The words 'mature lady' floated in his mind.

Clearly, she came prepared.

She knows young people today find this style hard to resist.

First impressions can already add many points.

"Sorry, I couldn't find the café earlier and ended up circling around a huge loop," the girl gave an apologetic look, "Sorry to keep you waiting."

Indeed, being late to a date is a huge deduction.

Yet she made such a big mistake before the date even began.

Su Yang didn't know whether her vision was poor or it was intentional.

"It's fine, I just arrived as well," Su Yang smiled faintly.

At that moment, she called a waiter and ordered a latte with thirty percent sugar.

Su Yang silently observed her actions, pondering the intelligence she shared with the two yesterday.

By age, they seem about two or three years older than him.

"It's not the quiet type Jiang Hua described, nor the mature style Tang Youning mentioned…"

Eliminating both, only Huangfu Shu remains!

At that thought, Su Yang leans back slightly, and an inexplicable Radiance flickers in his eyes.

"Interesting…"

Huangfu Shu's death must be directly linked to her.

It's just that he doesn't know yet whether she serves in the gang as a killer… or as an accomplice in surveillance?

"What would you like to drink?" she asks.

"I'll have a glass of ice water," Su Yang looks at the server.

"Alright, please wait a moment," the server girl smiles gently.

She pulls the strands of hair from her forehead behind her ear and says, "From your looks and clothing style… you must be Su Yang, right?"

Su Yang, intrigued, replies, "Did Xu Yutong tell you?"

"Yeah, your ex‑girlfriend talked with me all night yesterday," she says, blinking, a captivating curve forming at the corner of her Mouth.

Ex‑girlfriend?

Yesterday we were temporary lovers for half a day.

Today she turned and went on a date with another girl.

Describing it that way isn't too much.

Su Yang smiles, "And you? I still don't know your name."

"Did you guys discuss it last night?" surprise flashes in her eyes, and she continues, "I'm Wang Ning, from Chuanxi."

Upon saying that, she notices Su Yang constantly looking toward the main gate, and, out of curiosity, turns her head to look, yet finds nothing unusual.

She then scolds, "Does sister have no charm at all? Why do you keep glancing elsewhere? Be careful, I might deduct your Performance Score."

Su Yang glances at the time—4:15.

The date has already been going for 15 minutes.

"There shouldn't be a third person…" Su Yang, though not expecting it, feels somewhat disappointed.

He's experienced double dates before.

Triple dates remain uncharted.

He enjoys challenging the unknown.

"Nothing much to see," Su Yang withdraws his gaze, smiling, "How did Yu Tong tell you?"

Wang Ning giggles, "She praised you all night and repeatedly warned me not to have intimate contact with you."

Got it…

That's something she would say.

Anyone who treats themselves like a princess shares a common flaw.

That flaw is an extreme possessiveness.

From Favorability, it's clear she has intentions toward Su Yang.

He noticed this trend back in college, but then most of it was restrained, not as flamboyant and direct as yesterday.

"What about Huangfu Shu? How did he speak of me?" Wang Ning rests one hand on the table, the other propping her chin, smiling gently.

"He didn't talk to me," Su Yang shakes his head.

"Hm?" Wang Ning is a bit surprised, "Did you guys not discuss it?"

Su Yang gazes into her eyes, slowly saying, "He doesn't want to speak, and hasn't had the chance to."