I Said I'd Keep a Low Profile, but the Campus Belle CEO Wants to Unmask My Secret Identity

On the first day of freshman year, Jiang Han heard a ding in his mind.

A thousand yuan arrived every day, along with a random quest.

He’d planned to keep a low profile and enjoy college life, but the System’s rewards were just too generous.

Before he knew it, he had more luxury cars, mansions, company shares, and skills than he could handle.

Then one day, the campus belle cornered him in the library, blushing. “You tip me anonymously ten thousand yuan every time. Did you really think I couldn’t trace your IP?”

Behind him, a CEO leaned lazily against his desk. “The mysterious person who bought shares in my company put ‘breakfast money’ in the transfer memo?”