Dream Walker: Feng Shui Master Bai Ya

After several rounds of drinks, Liu Qingyang gestured for the sommelier to leave, then took out a small, exquisite box and handed it to Shang Muchen, saying, "A gift!"

"Wow, I get such generous treatment?" Shang Muchen smiled as he took the box, opened it, and his eyes widened in surprise.

A golden rooster sculpture, the size of a fist, suddenly appeared before my eyes.

Shang Muchen gently took out the small sculpture, which was surprisingly heavy. He weighed it in his hand and asked in surprise, "Yangyang, this weight doesn't feel like it's made of bronze."

"You didn't actually give me a gold nugget, did you?"

"Haha! Aren't you born in the Year of the Rooster? Giving you this was my mom's idea, to thank you for helping my dad get medical parole."

My mom said this is called "When the rooster crows, the world turns white".

I made this myself!

I used the most advanced CNC laser engraving 3D printing technology, and the material was a rhenium-molybdenum-molybdenum alloy that I secretly took from Boss Ai's laboratory. It has the same composition as the most advanced tank armor.

It's said to be strong enough to withstand a nuclear explosion; it's absolutely eternal, incorruptible, and won't decay even if humanity goes extinct!

"Wow! That's amazing! You're incredibly skillful, absolutely incredible!"

Shang Muchen carefully examined the golden rooster sculpture in his palm. It was exquisitely crafted, and in a very hidden place, one could vaguely see extremely fine engravings, which read:

"When the rooster crows, the world turns white" and "Shang Muchen, June 4, 2005~"

"Yangyang, there's a wavy line after my birthday. What does that mean?" Shang Muchen squinted, looking closely, and asked casually.

Liu Qingyang smiled and said, "Birth and death dates."

"On the day you die, I will carve your death date on it and bury you with me."

"Ha! You're really hoping I die? What kind of wife is that!" Shang Muchen laughed. "Besides, how can you be so sure you'll outlive me?"

"I'm not sure I'll outlive you, I'm determined to outlive you," Liu Qingyang said earnestly. "Don't worry, Shang Muchen, I won't die before you and leave you all alone in this world, grieving for me."

I've made up my mind to spend the rest of my life happily with you, and then collect your body.

You're timid and soft-hearted, not as strong as me. Even if I die, I can't bear to see you cry for me, so I absolutely cannot die before you.

These words deeply moved Shang Muchen.

He couldn't say a word, nodded vigorously, carefully wrapped the golden rooster, and put it into a small box.

"No need to be so careful, that thing is quite sturdy, it won't rust and it's not afraid of being dropped."

"Let me put it this way, if you can manage to create scratches, then I'll consider it a case of cutting corners!" Liu Qingyang said with a smug smile.

"Yes, that's true, but it represents your feelings, and I must carefully cherish them and keep them deep in my heart," Shang Muchen said earnestly.

"Don't hide it! Put it out in the open when you get home!" Liu Qingyang tapped his knife on his plate, making a clinking sound, and said with a smile, "When I come to your house to check, you can't not see it!"

"My house is too big, I'm afraid you won't be able to find where it is..."

"Look, you're bragging again! You can't stand not bragging for a couple of minutes!" Liu Qingyang cut off a large piece of beef and shoved it into Shang Muchen's mouth.

The sound of Liu Qingyang tapping the plate attracted a waiter, who asked, "Madam, what would you like?"

"Bring me a beer glass," Liu Qingyang said, holding up a stemmed glass. "This isn't enough. Also, bring some ice."

The waiter did as instructed, bringing two large beer glasses and filling them with ice.

Liu Qingyang dismissed the waiter again, uncorked the champagne bottle, poured it into a beer glass, filled it to the brim, pushed it towards Shang Muchen, and said with a smile, "Come on, bottoms up!"

"Good heavens! Sister! You're really not being polite, drinking champagne worth over ten thousand yuan like beer."

"Nonsense! It's all the same whether we drink it or not. You've already opened the bottle, do you think we'd leave any of it? It won't taste good if we leave it."

As she spoke, she poured herself a full glass.

Shang Muchen shrugged and said with a wry smile, "Yangyang, I can tell you're in a good mood."

"Of course, I call this a triple win in love, career, and studies!" Liu Qingyang laughed, clinked glasses, then got up and walked to Shang Muchen's side. She sat heavily on his lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, took a big gulp of her drink, and said...

"My efforts working with Boss Ai on this job these past few days weren't in vain; I received a 'Good Samaritan Award,' and I heard there's even a banner attached—it's really impressive!"

"Oh." Shang Muchen nodded.

"What the hell are you doing?! Don't you admire me?" Liu Qingyang held Shang Muchen's cheek, shook it, and then squeezed his face, having a lot of fun.

"It's just the 'Good Samaritan Award,' I have that too," Shang Muchen said casually.

"Will you die if you don't brag!" Liu Qingyang was so angry that he pressed Shang Muchen's head against his chest. Then, fueled by alcohol, he put his arms in a forward armbar, which almost choked Shang Muchen to death from the aroma.

"Pfft—have mercy—" Shang Muchen, who was really out of breath, patted Liu Qingyang's back repeatedly and begged for mercy.

Liu Qingyang let go of him, pouting, and said, "Don't underestimate this award! I risked my life for it."

I was driving that... well, anyway, it was quite a struggle for me!

Liu Qingyang stopped abruptly halfway through her sentence and did not continue.

Shang Muchen actually guessed what she wanted to say, after all, he had already confirmed some information from Tu Shan Hu Po, the red-haired girl who claimed to be an agent of the Supernatural Disaster Management Bureau.

The scene of Liu Qingyang piloting a giant machine in battle that I saw in my illusion was very likely real.

But clearly, she probably has to keep this operation a secret for some reason.

"You're amazing, so impressive! I admire you to the core!" Shang Muchen wisely stopped asking questions, smiled and raised his glass, "When we receive the certificate and banner, we should have a ceremony to celebrate."

"Tch, I can tell, you're just not convinced." Liu Qingyang shook her head, took a big gulp, her cheeks flushed, raised her chin, lifted Shang Muchen's chin with her index finger, and said loudly,

"I want to see you submit to me then—I want you to kneel before me and kiss my feet!"

Shang Muchen thought that his "Good Citizen for Righteousness and Courage" banner was currently hanging right at the entrance of Baiya Studio. When Liu Qingyang saw it, wouldn't she be furious?

Forget it, just talk to the girl and stop arguing with her. Since she's happy, let her be happy to the end.

Liu Qingyang was a little drunk, feeling lightheaded, and her originally fair neck was now slightly red.

Shang Muchen couldn't stop her, so he could only let her drink to herself. In the end, the two of them drank a bottle of champagne, a bottle of red wine to accompany the meal, and four bottles of beer before drunkenly paying the bill and leaving the Western restaurant under the waiter's disapproving gaze.

Liu Qingyang, carrying her high heels and barefoot, leaned affectionately against Shang Muchen as they walked out of the pedestrian street towards the taxi stand, asking as they went, "Shang, Muchen! Can...can you really be trusted?"

"Reliable, absolutely reliable!" Despite being quite drunk, Shang Muchen was still fairly clear-headed and answered earnestly.

"If you're reliable, then take me back to my dorm!" Liu Qingyang was completely limp, leaning against Shang Muchen and saying, "Don't take advantage of my drunkenness to drag me to a hotel or anything, and don't take me to your house either, or else—hiccup—I'll kill you, hiccup…"

"Okay! Okay, don't worry."

Shang Muchen hailed a taxi and took the unconscious Liu Qingyang all the way to her dormitory building, then called Xu Lele to come down and pick her up.

Xu Lele sent Shang Muchen back, then dragged the completely drunk Liu Qingyang up to the dormitory building, complaining as she went, "Ugh, you idiot, how could you drink so much..."

"Has Shang Muchen left?" Liu Qingyang asked, squinting.

"They're gone. What happened?"

Liu Qingyang immediately pushed Xu Lele away, stood up straight, his eyes were no longer glazed, and he no longer stumbled. He looked refreshed and energetic.

"Wow? You're such a good actor!" Xu Lele asked in surprise. "Yangyang, so you were faking being drunk?"

"That little bit of wine is nothing," Liu Qingyang said with a laugh, watching Shang Muchen's retreating figure from afar.

"Oh my, haha, such an honest guy is a rare sight these days!"

I offered myself up, but he wouldn't do it and obediently took me back to my dorm.

I was prepared to come back tomorrow, I even packed my face wash and moisturizer, and this guy actually brought me back! He's such a wonderful man, I have no choice but to marry him now!

"Are you kidding me?!" Xu Lele cursed with a face full of disgust. "So you've met a good man who's worse than an animal?"

"You damn old hag! If you pull this trick on me again, I'm never coming down this stairs again!"

As she spoke, Xu Lele angrily punched Liu Qingyang.