A bizarre female client accused me of getting her pregnant, and my girlfriend, who had just passed her graduate school entrance exams, dumped me.
In my despair, I bound myself to the post-apocalyptic sign-in System: “The world will freeze over in five hours. Choose your day-one reward.”
Looking at the options, unlimited food, medical kits, and a Desert Eagle, I decisively chose unlimited food.
That night, a cold wave struck, and the entire apartment building lost water and electricity.
The bank beauty next door, Liu Xue, had just gotten married. Wrapped in a thin blanket, she shivered uncontrollably.
As I cooked premium Wagyu hot pot, I asked deliberately, “Where’s your husband?”
Her voice trembled. “He… he got stranded at the airport while on a business trip.”
I picked up a slice of snowflake beef and waved it at her. “Hungry? If you want some, come over yourself.”
What book is this?