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

The sound of water in the bathroom started ten minutes ago.

Wang Xiaoying's water heater is constant temperature, unlike the old-fashioned one in the shared apartment that would suddenly turn cold halfway through a shower. Several girls squeezed into the master bedroom's bathroom, taking turns to wash up. The sound of rushing water drifted into the living room through the door, mixed with their chatter and occasional bursts of laughter.

Lin Ye leaned back on the living room sofa, crossed his legs, and held the second latte that Shen Qing had just refilled for him.

The coffee was still steaming, and the swan latte art swayed gently on the milk foam.

He looked down at his phone screen. The bank app's balance page was bathed in the morning light, and yesterday's long list of cashback payments was still neatly arranged in the list—the 1.28 million for the Lolita dress, the hundreds of thousands more for clothes, shoes, and bags from the eight girls, and the cashback for the nine set meals from the ice cream shop had also arrived.

He was too lazy to calculate the total in his mind, but anyway, it was at least seven figures, enough to last him a long time.

Just then, that cold, electronic voice suddenly exploded in my mind.

[Ding—The system has detected that the host has met the hiding conditions and is loading the McDonald's system.]

[McDonald's System: When the host engages in an intimate relationship with a female individual with whom they have established a bond, both parties will receive a stat boost.]

[Effect Description: For the host—Provides corresponding ability bonuses based on the host's aptitude type. For the female host—Provides physical optimization and potential development based on the host's current aptitude level.]

[First-time activation reward: The host can specify any physical indicator to enhance, with the enhancement amount reaching 50% of the base value.]

Lin Ye paused for a moment, holding the coffee cup.

McDonald's system.

The name almost made him spit out his coffee—in the system novels on the rotten persimmon bookshelf, this was called "dual cultivation," "union," or "yin-yang harmony," but in his case, it was simply McDonald's.

Does this system think his relationships with girls are like ordering fast food?

Or do you think he ate too many spicy chicken wings?

[Prompt: An individual meeting the bond requirements—Wang Xiaoying—has been detected in the current environment. Bond Level: Unwavering Devotion (triggered upon initial contact). Type: To be developed. Does the host accept activation of the McDonald's system?]

Lin Ye turned off his phone screen and leaned back on the sofa.

Wang Xiaoying, a retired flight attendant and current manager, was a woman who, after being scolded by him, felt so good that she squatted by his sofa in the middle of the night and talked nonsense.

"accept."

He silently recited it in his mind.

[The McDonald's system has been activated. Initial enhancement target: Kidneys. Enhancement level: 50%. Enhancement will be completed automatically the next time the host falls asleep.]

[Current progress of titanium alloy kidney reinforcement: Basic reinforcement 100% (completed) × McDonald's system reinforcement 50% (pending completion).]

[Note: The McDonald's system enhancement cannot be replaced by other methods. After each intimate relationship is triggered, you can choose a new indicator to enhance.]

Lin Ye flipped his phone screen over and placed it on his lap, then picked up his coffee cup and took a sip.

With another 50% increase in the titanium alloy kidney, this system is designed to allow him to live to 120 years old and still be as energetic as if he's just fully charged every morning.

The bathroom door opened, and a cloud of hot steam rushed out.

The first person to emerge was a man with a full-sleeve tattoo. His newly cut short hair was wet and stuck to his forehead, and the koi fish on the tattoo had turned a light pink from the hot water.

She wiped the water droplets off her neck with a towel, a cigarette dangling from her mouth, and walked barefoot toward the central island counter, her feet pattering on the wooden floor.

"Brother, what are you looking at? You look like you've won the lottery."

"It's nothing."

Lin Ye flipped his phone screen over and placed it face down on his knee, speaking casually.

A blond-haired man emerged from behind the tattooed arm, his honey-brown twin ponytails slightly damp from the steam, with a few stray hairs clinging to his forehead.

She changed into the authentic Lolita dress she had just bought yesterday—a light blue skirt with layers upon layers, a lace neckline that fit snugly against her collarbone, and pearl buttons that gleamed warmly in the morning light.

It's completely different from the pilling knock-off I wore yesterday.

She walked to the sofa and spun around, her skirt billowing up to reveal the faint marks on her knees from the fishnet stockings. Then she stopped, tilted her head, and looked at Lin Ye, her deep brown eyes full of expectation.

"Brother, look, the authentic one is just different—the skirt flies so high when it twirls. It's just a bit expensive, 12,800 yuan. Wearing it feels like I've made a down payment on a house."

The woman with the floral tattoo followed behind, already changed into her new floral dress from yesterday. She was using a small mirror to check if the rose tattoo on her leg was covered by the side slit. Without looking up, she remarked, "Down payments on houses are that cheap?"

"That's why I said it's like a down payment but not a real down payment—flower legs, can you please stop contradicting me!"

Green Hair and Pink Hair came out of the guest bedroom bathroom, wearing the same style of sweatshirts but different colors that they had bought yesterday, one mint green and one peach pink, with the highlights hanging from their ears shining brightly in the morning light.

Qi Liuhai followed at the back, carrying Wangcai. The cat peeked out from under her elbow and yawned.

The sisters, Shen Qing and Shen Na, had already finished washing up. One was wiping the coffee machine and the other was washing the latte art container. The sisters' coordinated movements around the central island counter resembled a rehearsed dance.

Lin Ye stood up, just about to suggest leaving early to avoid the May Day travel rush, when the master bedroom door opened.

When Wang Xiaoying came out, the atmosphere of the entire living room changed.

It wasn't because she had a strong presence, but because no one recognized her.

She changed out of her wrinkled silk nightgown and put on a well-tailored navy blue suit jacket over a white shirt, buttoned up to the top, paired with a pencil skirt and black stiletto heels.

The makeup on her face was a shade lighter than the heavy foundation that was so thick it looked like it was about to crack—perfectly positioned at the golden ratio between "sophisticated career woman" and "naturally healthy complexion".

Her hair was blown back and styled into a loose low bun at the back of her head, revealing her slender neck and a pair of exquisite pearl earrings.

The cigarette he was holding with his tattooed arm fell to the ground.

The small mirror with floral patterns slipped from my hand and landed on the sofa.

Both the green-haired and pink-haired people gasped in shock.

Qi Liuhai lifted Wangcai up to block her face, while the cat stood between the space capsule cat carrier and her face, one ear perked up in confusion.

"Who are you, sister?!"

The blond guy was the first to shout, his honey-brown twin tails almost hitting his tattooed face.

Wang Xiaoying stood at the door of the master bedroom, feeling unusually uncomfortable as eight pairs of eyes stared at her.

She reached up and straightened the collar of her suit jacket, cleared her throat, and spoke in a voice that was trying to regain some authority but still had a lingering hoarseness:

"What are you looking at? This is what I usually wear to work. Do you think I'm also wearing a nightgown and yelling at people at the office?"

Lin Ye stood up from the sofa and put his phone back in his pocket.

He watched as Wang Xiaoying transformed from the woman who had been crouching by the sofa last night with red eyes, sweat beading on her nose, pitifully begging for a lollipop, back into the decisive, impeccably made-up Manager Wang who could silence the entire department with her scolding in a tight-fitting skirt. Only one thought crossed his mind.

……

He placed his coffee cup on the island counter, reached for his shopping bag—containing a change of clothes he had bought at the mall the day before—and then turned and walked toward the guest bedroom.

"Pack your things, have breakfast, and let's go."

"Where are we going today?" The blond-haired guy jumped off the sofa armrest.

Lin Ye paused at the door of the guest room, without turning around. His voice wasn't loud, but everyone could hear him clearly: "Amusement park. On the last day of May Day, I'll take you guys on a big adventure."

The guest bedroom door closed, and the living room was quiet for about a second before erupting into chaos.

The blond guy was the first to jump up, his honey-brown pigtails swinging like two propellers.

The tattooed man picked up a cigarette from the ground, put it back in his mouth, pointed at his tattooed legs with the remote control, and said that he had to ride the roller coaster today.

I'll sit down whenever I want, who's afraid of who? I wasn't even scared when my shoes flew off on the roller coaster last time.

Green Hair and Pink Hair jumped around together, both wanting to ride the carousel;

With bangs, holding Wangcai, he stood in the corner and, unusually, asked, "Can we bring cats to the amusement park?"

Shen Qing and Shen Na exchanged a glance behind the central island counter, and the two sisters laughed at the same time.

Wang Xiaoying stood at the door of the master bedroom, watching the eight girls scatter in a chaotic mess.

The tattooed man turned around and shouted something to her.

"Manager Wang, you should come too. I've been using your coffee machine all night, so it's only right that I treat you to a trip."

In the guest room, Lin Ye stood by the window, his back to the door.

He emptied the clothes he had just bought yesterday from the shopping bag—a dark gray T-shirt, a pair of khaki casual shorts, and a pair of white canvas shoes, simple and clean.