374 God Big Boss: Yang Shuyan

Outside, Lin Siran was still standing behind Qiao Sheng, her hands on the door, about to knock for the third time.

She didn’t expect the people inside to be so enthusiastic.

“Hello.” Wearing a black peaked cap behind her, Qiao Sheng’s hands were in his pockets, and he greeted Xing Kai with a very sunny smile.

Xing Kai opened the door and bowed. “Hello, Great God.”

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“Don’t call me that.” Avoiding him, Qiao Sheng smirked. “I’m not some Great God.”

“You have Two-stars in the Supreme-level, how could you not be a Great God?” Nan Huiyao sat down.

Xing Kai nodded frantically beside her.

Speaking of this, Xing Kai glanced at Lin Siran and gave her a thumbs up. “You even have three cards!”

Lowering her head to eat, Lin Siran knew after playing with Nan Huiyao on the Internet for so long that Qin Ran hadn’t told her about the God cards, so she just faintly said, “A friend gave it to me.”

“Why don’t I have such a friend?” Nan Huiyao took a sip of water and then turned to Qin Ran. “Ran Ran, don’t you play games? Don’t be a beautiful nerd, let’s play games together. Let Qiao Sheng and the others bring you along. I’m just a rookie, but they managed to promote me to the Guru-level. But no one dares to bring me to the Supreme-level…”

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Everyone in the group had their username written as game level + name.

Nan Huiyao had also found Qin Ran, but her username was just her name, without the game level.

Because she and Xing Kai had been brought in by Qin Ran, several technical Gods in the group had brought them to the Guru-level using their five God cards. But as for the Supreme-level… they were afraid of losing points and didn’t dare to lead them along.

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The difficulty of the advancement in the game wasn’t simple, and even if they had God cards, they didn’t have the skills to bring them up to the Supreme-level.

Speaking of this, Nan Huiyao glanced at Qiao Sheng and Lin Siran with dim eyes. “When will the big boss you mentioned have time to bring me to the Supreme-level?”

Qin Ran lowered her head and ate without speaking.

A black car stopped in front of her.

She looked up.

It wasn’t Cheng Juan’s car.

When the car window was lowered, the first thing she saw was the slender fingers hanging on the steering wheel. The guy titled his head and smiled, his picturesque eyebrows resembling the lake water wrinkled by the spring breeze, rippling, and making everything around him lose color.

Qin Ran retracted her gaze and politely nodded to him. “Brother Yang.”

“Do you have time?” He put his fingers on the steering wheel, smiling widely.

Pausing, she glanced past the car and glanced at the cafe diagonally opposite. “Let’s go opposite.”

Yang Shuyan glanced at the opposite side of the crowd, and a trace of surprise crossed his heart, but he nodded. “Okay.”

She looked up subconsciously.

The car was only so big. He leaned over, making it even more cramped. Pressing her left hand with one hand, he held her closer with the other. Their breaths intertwined, and he smiled. “Sister Ran, have you considered it today?”

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His fingertips around her waist tightened, and instead of waiting for her answer, he muttered, “You must have.”