My System Forces Me to Live off Women

Chapter 508 - 335: Return to Hangzhou

There’s a technique in romantic relationships called "introducing competition."

The principle behind this, according to the famous relationship expert He Yimeng, is that from primitive society to now, humans have maintained a psychological mechanism: the instinct to chase what is not yet possessed.

In other words, humans are inherently cheap. The more something is not ours, the more we want to chase it. Once we have it, we don’t cherish it.

So, in the interaction between men and women, you shouldn’t give the other person the illusion that "I’ve got you for sure, and no matter what, you won’t leave me."

Even when a relationship stabilizes, it’s important to stay excellent, pay attention to external and internal cultivation, and enhance personal charm. Make your partner feel: "Although I have better options, I still choose to be with you because I love you."

This way, the other person will have the motivation to maintain the relationship, and if both sides have this sense of crisis, it’s better for the relationship, without worrying that a crisis will affect its stability.

On the contrary, a crisis will promote evolution.

From ancient times, human ancestors developed stronger intelligence to free themselves from crises, created sharper weapons, moved out of caves to build houses, and became the rulers of the planet.

The relationship between men and women can also deepen and be maintained through this sense of crisis, allowing it to become sweeter and more fulfilled.

But everything must have a limit and a sense of proportion.

Li Peifeng thought that the current proportion was sufficient and shouldn’t be increased, otherwise, it might cause trouble.

"Let’s once again use applause to congratulate Zhong Chuxi..."

The award for Best Quality Actress concluded, Zhong Chuxi stepped off the stage, while Guli Nazha didn’t, and Li Peifeng just waited behind the stage, not returning to the audience seats.

Because the next award was going to be given to an online literature writer.

The award presenter was Guli Nazha, and the award recipient was the writer Renjian Yiliang Feng.

Guli Nazha opened the card in her hand, feigned surprise, and said: "It seems the next award is related to the story told by Chuxi. The winner is someone we just saw. Please look at the big screen..."

The screen flashed with a sleek logo, followed by text and a calm, magnetic male voice narrating.

"The winner of the 2121 Endpoint Original Literature Storm Gala for Most Anticipated Film Adaptation is ’Demon President Entangles Me,’ awarded to Renjian Yiliang Feng!"

"Let’s hear a round of applause as we welcome Renjian Yiliang Feng to the stage to accept the award."

Li Peifeng, using his mobile phone backstage, aimed it at the stage, recorded the animated announcement of the award, sent it to the four girls, and then, prompted by Guli Nazha and amidst the audience’s applause, proceeded steadily to the front of the stage once again.

"I’ve always thought that the undertone of life is quite a boring desolation, so I try to add some color to it with words..."

After succinctly delivering a well-rehearsed speech, the award ceremony was over, and Li Peifeng stepped down and walked with Guli Nazha back to the audience.

The latter saw that he looked as usual and casually asked, "You’re not particularly happy even when you’ve won an award?"

"I knew it in advance, no surprises, and it isn’t a heavyweight award."

Li Peifeng placed the trophy aside, picked up his phone to check messages.

Zhao Qingge sent over a compressed file on WeChat named "11th Level Online Literature Elective Assignment" and said: "Approval, grading, and send it to me within two days."

Li Peifeng grinned, typing: "Dealing with people in the entertainment circle is exhausting, my head is starting to hurt again. Once the gala is over today, tomorrow I’m socializing with other writers for a day, the day after I’ll book a flight home to focus on writing. How does that sound?"

Zhao Qingge: "Good."

Seeing that Li Peifeng was decisively leaving Shanghai, showing no nostalgia for those female celebrities, Old Zhao felt reassured, no longer mentioning revising assignments.

Next were Wu Wenyue and Xu Manning, who, in the group chat "Jixiang Sanbao," became active again just now, with Wu and Xu making plenty of harsh remarks in the chat, masking their anxiety.

Wu Wenyue: "Li Peifeng, why don’t you just die out there and never come back."

Xu Manning: "Gold will shine eventually, but you’re just shattered glass reflecting light. So many female stars throwing themselves and giving you signals, aren’t you proud? Enjoy it while it lasts! We’re done playing with you!!"

Li Peifeng pondered for a moment and replied: "Slice a lotus root, and its fibers stay connected; mountains high and rivers far, but feelings never part. The gala ends and I won’t linger. Missing you all already~"

Xu Manning: "Don’t talk nonsense, it’s disgusting!"

Wu Wenyue: "Have you booked the flight?"

Li Peifeng: "Not yet, I’ll do it soon!"

Lastly, there was a message from Huang Tianxuan, without any sarcasm or anger, just a simple sentence.

"The watch arrives at the counter tomorrow; if you want it, come to Hangzhou to find me."

A watch?

Li Peifeng was momentarily confused, but quickly remembered what Huang Tianxuan referred to. It was the birthday gift from President Huang, a Vacheron Constantin worth 1.57 million yuan, given early on his birthday.

But such high-end watches aren’t in stock; they have to be custom-made or allocated, and at that time, the clerk said it might take about four months. Now it arrived more than half a month early.

"One hundred fifty-seven divided by five... thirty-one lottery opportunities!"

Li Peifeng immediately felt that the trophy he just received could be thrown away; that wasn’t a reward, this is a reward.

After all, the cities of Shanghai and Hangzhou are close, just over a hundred kilometers apart, so he could make a trip to pick it up. Otherwise, who knows when he’ll be there next time.