After the breakup, I was taken in by a group of trendy young women.

"That's fine."

After Lin Ye finished speaking, he did not rush to get out of the car.

He turned to the side and looked at Wang Xiaoying, who was kneeling on the foot mat.

Her breathing was slightly rapid, her chest heaving violently, her suit jacket was already crumpled into a rag, two buttons on the collar of her white shirt were undone, and the side seam of her pencil skirt was completely snapped, revealing a small section of her thigh with a red mark from being squeezed.

Her hair, which had been styled in a bun, had fallen over one shoulder, and the hair clip was lying somewhere on the floor mat. The lipstick on her lips had long since been smudged off, revealing her slightly swollen lips underneath, which had been kissed.

She looked up at him, her eyes lacking their usual sharpness, only a dazed, still somewhat disoriented state, as if she hadn't fully recovered from the shock of what had just happened.

"Change your clothes," Lin Ye said.

Wang Xiaoying paused for a moment, then looked down at her disheveled business attire—her suit jacket was wrinkled beyond repair, the side seam of her pencil skirt was torn, and the stiletto heels of her high heels were stuck in the anti-slip pattern of the insoles and she couldn't pull them out.

If a passerby saw her like this, the rumor that "Manager Wang was beaten up in the parking lot" would be circulating in the company group chat tomorrow.

She climbed up from the footrest, her knees a little weak, and she had to hold onto the back of the back seat to steady herself.

Then she went around to the trunk and pulled out a gym bag—containing a workout outfit she had prepared for a long time but had never worn.

A white quick-drying short-sleeved T-shirt, dark gray yoga leggings, and a pair of light pink mesh sneakers.

She took off her wrinkled suit jacket and ripped pencil skirt, folded them neatly, and stuffed them into her gym bag. She then put on her workout clothes and re-tied her disheveled hair into a sleek high ponytail. Next, she pulled a wet wipe from the glove compartment and carefully wiped away the smudged makeup from her face, one wipe at a time, while looking in the rearview mirror.

The foundation was wiped off, the smudged eyeliner was wiped off, and the rosy bean paste that had smudged all over the corners of her mouth and chin was wiped off, revealing a clean face without a trace of makeup.

Her eyebrows were naturally thick and even, her eyelashes still had a bit of moisture left from the wipes, and her lips had only a very faint layer of natural color from being kissed.

She looked at herself in the rearview mirror for a long time.

The person in the mirror is completely different from Manager Wang, who spends forty minutes meticulously applying makeup at the vanity every morning.

No elaborate makeup, no sharp suit, no signature mauve lipstick, just a simple tracksuit and a high ponytail.

But looking at her clean face in the mirror, she suddenly felt more relaxed than ever before.

It seems like she removed not only foundation and lipstick, but also a shell she had carried for many years.

Lin Ye opened the car door and got out.

The midday sun shone through the gaps in the sycamore leaves, falling on his bare shoulders and making his skin feel slightly hot.

He unfolded the crumpled dark gray T-shirt, put it back on, straightened his collar, and then leaned against the car door to wait for Wang Xiaoying.

She stepped out of the car from the other side, her high ponytail swinging in a clean, crisp arc in the sunlight.

Her white quick-drying T-shirt shone brightly in the sunlight, and her dark gray yoga pants accentuated the leg lines she had maintained through years of fitness training. The light pink sneakers on her feet made her seem like a completely different person as she walked lightly on the cement ground.

Her lipstick marks and the traces of her hands were still visible on the car window.

"I'll take the car to get washed later."

Wang Xiaoying looked at the marks and said seriously.

Lin Ye glanced at the car window, then at her, and said nothing.

Wang Xiaoying's gaze fell on the parking space next door—a pink BMW MINI was parked there quietly. Its cherry blossom pink body stood out among the row of black, white and gray cars. The glossy black wrap on the roof reflected the midday sun, and the electroplated silver multi-spoke wheels gleamed.

She knew this car so well that she could even recite its license plate number.

"This is Zhang Xue's car."

She subconsciously took half a step closer to Lin Ye, lowering her voice as if she were talking about some secret.

"Zhang Xue is my college classmate. We've known each other for almost ten years. We've always been best friends, the kind who talk about anything."

Lin Ye leaned against the trunk of a sycamore tree, took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, but didn't light it.

Recalling how Zhang Xue had hesitated for so long standing next to his car in the parking lot—she roughly recognized it as Wang Xiaoying's car, but couldn't believe that the person in the back seat was Wang Xiaoying.

"Your best friend saw us in the parking lot just now."

Wang Xiaoying's expression changed from relaxed to tense, and then from tense to a complex feeling that was hard to describe.

Lin Ye patted her on the shoulder, and the two walked side by side toward the amusement park entrance.

Wang Xiaoying walked to the right of the forest, her high ponytail swaying gently with her steps.

She didn't link arms with him like Huang Mao did, nor did she lean on his shoulder like Shen Qing did. She simply walked quietly beside him, her steps light and her breathing steady.

As Lin Ye walked, he mentally reviewed the current system.

After these days of exploration, he has completely figured out the operating logic of this system—it is a nested structure, like two parallel business lines in a company, which do not interfere with each other but can operate at the same time.

The first business line was the "consumption rebate system," which was the first one to be activated.

As long as he spends money on Huang Mao and the others—on food, clothes, rent, haircuts, medical checkups, karaoke, and cold drinks—the system will trigger different rebates based on the nature of the spending and the girls' emotional responses.

From 10 times to 100 times later, the balance in his card grew from a few hundred yuan to several million yuan in this way.

This line covers the blonde hair, the tattooed arms, the tattooed legs, the green hair, the pink hair, and the bangs, plus unofficial members Shen Qing and Shen Na, collectively referred to as "the six spiritual little sisters and unofficial members".

The second business line is the "McDonald's System," which was just activated this morning.

The logic behind this line is completely different from the first one—it's not a rebate, it's a binding agreement.

The bonded partner is a female individual with whom he has established a special bond; currently, there is only one such individual, Wang Xiaoying.

Each time this relationship crosses a threshold, he can copy a qualification or ability from the other person, and the other person will also receive physical optimization.

The two lines run parallel without conflict: the first manages money, and the second manages people.

The trigger condition for cashback is "spending money on a 'psychological girl'", while the trigger condition for McDonald's is "developing an intimate relationship with the target individual".

They do not interfere with each other, but they are all progressing in sync.

He suddenly found it a little funny.

I've read so many system novels on Rotten Persimmons, including those with super-rich systems, combat systems, and strategy systems, but they all follow a linear progression.

In his case, it became a dual-system operation—farming money on one side and farming people on the other, working in two shifts.

From the parking lot to the amusement park entrance, you have to walk along a tree-lined path.