Chapter 2327 - 740: It’s Me, Su Yu

She and [Su Yu’s April] were cyber rivals.

There was a faint sense of competition between them.

However, meeting in reality, she wasn’t truly intimidated.

Even though her appearance wasn’t the type that stunned people at first glance, she had a fresh and plain attractiveness that was particularly appealing.

The most important thing was that she had a hip circumference over one hundred.

This was a lethal weapon that even Tang Song, the senior, couldn’t resist.

Moreover, she also had Qiuqiu, who was known as "Little Suyu," by her side.

As long as they met, she was absolutely confident she could firmly suppress that keyboard warrior.

Qiuqiu also smiled, but there was still a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

She and [Su Yu’s April] shared common hobbies and idols, and they actually had a good time chatting online.

Meeting in real life would be something quite exciting as well.

Just then.

"Knock knock knock—"

A series of clear, rhythmic knocking sounds suddenly interrupted the discussion in the living room.

"Who is it?" Lingling instinctively called out.

Outside the door, it was quiet with no answer.

"Knock, knock, knock."

The knocking sounded again, slow and steady, yet conveyed an inexplicable sense of pressure.

The atmosphere in the living room instantly became a bit tense.

The four girls living alone faced such an unknown situation with instinctual caution.

Lingling frowned, signaling everyone to be quiet, as she quietly walked to the door, leaning close to the peephole to look outside.

In her view, all she saw was a black tinted cap pulled low, with its wide brim completely covering the visitor’s face, only revealing a few strands of hair.

It looked... very mysterious, even a bit eerie.

Lingling’s heart raced, her hand tightly gripping the doorknob, not daring to open the door.

Instead, she raised her voice and cautiously asked, "Who is it? Who are you looking for?"

Behind her, Li Shumin and the others sensed something was amiss and put down their snacks, gathering around.

Qiuqiu even casually grabbed a broom as a weapon, holding it tightly in her hand.

A tense little formation took shape inside.

"Who is it exactly?"

A moment of silence outside the door.

A cool, magnetic, and uniquely sensual voice.

Came through the heavy security door:

"It’s me, Su Yu."

The voice wasn’t loud, yet it seemed to carry a certain magic.

Instantly, everyone’s breathing inside became hurried.

Qiuqiu’s ample chest began to heave intensely, the originally tense expression suddenly turning blank.

As a die-hard fan, that voice had played repeatedly in her headphones, accompanying her through countless tough nights.

So familiar... No, it’s Su Yu’s voice!

Exactly the same!

Even the unique laziness in the way her voice trailed off was perfectly intact.

"This—!" Li Shumin’s eyelids fluttered wildly, her fingers trembling, "Is this Lingling’s online friend? Am... am I hearing things?!"

Lingling froze too, instinctively asking, "Su... Su Yu?!"

"Yes." The person outside seemed to chuckle softly, with a hint of teasing in her tone, "Didn’t we agree on eleven-thirty? Lingling, Qiuqiu."

"Buzz—"

It felt like their minds were simultaneously hit with a heavy blow.

Lingling’s hand trembled as she slowly pressed down the door handle, pushing open that door.

The bright light from inside seeped into the dim hallway.

A scene that they’d never forget in their lifetime suddenly appeared before their eyes.

At the front door, there stood the woman with a black cap and oversized sunglasses, tall and with an unmatchable aura.

Even though her face wasn’t visible, the legs sheathed in tight jeans, defying all odds, and the intimidating aura surrounding her, had already made breathing difficult.

And behind and alongside her stood four other women.

One looked like a secretary, carrying a briefcase.

The other three were dressed in matching black suits, wearing earpieces, clearly professional bodyguards.

Faced with this sight, their brains were completely frozen, unable to process any thoughts.

Soon after, the woman raised her hand, slowly removing her sunglasses.

Like a slow-motion movie scene.

The stunning face that had appeared countless times on billboards, screens, and fashion magazine covers, was exposed in front of them without any concealment.

Su Yu!

The superstar who should only appear at Paris Fashion Week or top-tier award ceremonies.

Surprisingly, she was genuinely standing at the door of this modest rental apartment.

"Thud—"

The broom Qiuqiu held for self-defense slipped from her grip and heavily hit the floor.

Her mouth hung open, stupefied, as if her soul had left her body.

Li Shumin felt as if her bones had been removed, her legs went weak and she collapsed onto the doormat at the entrance, her fingers trembling as she pointed at the person opposite, only able to make "ho ho" sounds.

Lingling’s eyes widened like brass bells, almost falling out.

"Su... Su... Su..."

(?Д?≡?Д?)!!

Watching the overly reactive girls in front of her, Su Yu’s beautiful amber eyes flooded with a charming smile.

"Won’t you invite me in to sit?"

Her voice was gentle and playful, instantly breaking the dead silence.

Lingling instinctively backed away, clearing a path, her face as red as a ripe tomato.

"Tap, tap, tap—"

The hard-soled boots clunked against the floor with a crisp sound.

Su Yu effortlessly walked in.

Her personal assistant, Cheng Xiaoxi, also followed inside, while the bodyguards naturally stationed themselves outside facing away, closing the door.

In the living room, it was so quiet that only Su Yu’s footsteps could be heard.