From Simp to National Heartthrob - Chapter 6:

Chapter 6: Making a Scene?

Zhou Meng stood frozen for a long while. She called Chen Yi three times in a row, but his phone was still turned off.

She shook her head. There was no way Chen Yi would turn off his phone because of work—there was only one possibility: he had blocked her.

How could that be?

Zhou Meng suddenly jumped up from the sofa, still unwilling to believe that the same Chen Yi who had always been her loyal simp would really break up with her.

She had thought the breakup was just a moment of anger, a tactic to retreat in order to advance. But it had already been five days since work resumed on the eighth, and Chen Yi hadn’t called or even replied to a single message.

The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. After spacing out for a moment, she decided she had to go to Chen Yi’s home tomorrow to find him.

…

Chen Yi had been practicing on the court for four full hours. When he finally came to his senses, he realized the court was empty—besides the staff cleaning up and Coach Chen, no one else was there.

Just as he was wondering how far he’d progressed, the familiar mechanical voice sounded in his ear.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for completing Side Mission 1: Mastering a sport skill, reaching Level 1 proficiency.]
[Badminton Proficiency: (200/200)]
[Bonus: Agile Brain (Level: 2)]

Chen Yi felt his entire body had been renewed. Even his thinking and ideas had changed.

A pale blue interface floated before his eyes again.

Name: Chen Yi
Height: 185 cm
Weight: 105 kg
Charm Value: 15 (Still tragically low!)
Physique: 31
Endurance: 43
Agility: 37
Intelligence: 86
[Intelligence is also a kind of charm. This bonus increases your thinking speed and comprehension. Learning and analysis ability are also enhanced. Keep up the good work!]
Asset Status: Balance: ¥100,053
Property: None
Vehicle: None
Assets: None
(Single, overweight, no house, no car—work harder!)

Chen Yi stared at his balance for quite some time in disbelief, even pinched his thigh.

It hurt—so he wasn’t dreaming. In just over ten days, he had earned nearly three months’ salary.

More importantly, his body had clearly improved in all aspects due to the recent training.

The system reminded him rationally:
[Don’t get too excited. The road to becoming a male god is still very long.]

Chen Yi nodded heavily. Indeed, his charm value was rising slower than a turtle crawling.

What really thrilled him was the ever-growing number in his bank card. After all, in all these years, his bank card had never gone past six figures.

[Host, you’re still a triple-zero youth—your looks and figure don’t even pass the minimum line.]

Chen Yi frowned slightly.

Most of his excitement instantly faded.

[So you still have to keep working hard. Don’t get satisfied over a bit of pocket change. Remember—male gods are always cool and aloof! You must continue to strive forward.]
[Would Host like to activate new side missions?]

Without hesitation, Chen Yi tapped and selected swimming and tennis.

[Don’t forget Side Mission 2.] The system reminded helpfully.

…

After returning to his rented apartment, Chen Yi took a shower, then immediately went online to search for swimming, tennis, and French language classes.

Once everything was settled, Chen Yi looked at his packed evening schedule and felt a sense of fulfillment he had never experienced before.

The next morning, Chen Yi got up at 7:00 sharp and went downstairs for a run.

After all, a 10,000 yuan daily reward was too tempting—no one would say no to more money.

Moreover, he was still a triple-zero youth. He needed to work hard, earn money, and one day buy a home of his own.

After finishing his run and taking a shower, Chen Yi walked out—only to see Zhou Meng standing inside his home.

Only then did he remember that Zhou Meng knew the code to his place.

He had been so focused on training lately that he forgot to change it.

When Zhou Meng saw Chen Yi appear before her, she was momentarily stunned.

“You… went for a run?” Zhou Meng looked at him in disbelief.

She hadn’t expected that in just ten or so days, Chen Yi would not only lose weight but his whole demeanor had changed. Was this a surprise for her?

Had he decided to change himself because of what she said?

Chen Yi looked at the breakfast he had just bought, already eaten by Zhou Meng, and suppressed the irritation in his heart. He took a deep breath and nodded.

Since they’d broken up, it was better to part on good terms. There was no need to be petty.

Zhou Meng noticed that Chen Yi didn’t seem upset by her appearance and secretly felt pleased with herself.

Good thing she woke up early and dressed up today.

“You bought those soup dumplings from downstairs? They taste awful.” Zhou Meng frowned and glanced at Chen Yi. Seeing he didn’t respond, she added, “Alright, Chen Yi, as long as you buy me a new handbag, I’ll forgive you.”

Chen Yi froze, then let out a self-deprecating laugh.

In the three years he had dated Zhou Meng, every time they argued, it was always him who gave in.

To earn her forgiveness, he had always agreed to her requests without question.

Even if it exceeded his financial limits, he still nodded and said yes.

He still remembered one time when he arrived ten minutes late for a movie. Zhou Meng didn’t listen to a word of explanation—she turned and left.

She never knew that he had queued for five hours just to buy that ticket.

To cheer her up and gain forgiveness, he promised to take her to a buffet that cost 1,888 yuan per person.

But after getting the coupon, Zhou Meng took her best friend and went without him.

She also never knew that in the past three years, he had never bought himself clothes that cost over 500 yuan.

Even when his phone screen was shattered, he never bothered to get a new one.

Yet every year, he made sure Zhou Meng got the latest iPhone.

Chen Yi raised his hand to massage his forehead and let out a long sigh, then held out his hand to Zhou Meng.

Zhou Meng paused, glanced at him, and snapped, “I haven’t even forgiven you yet! And you’re trying to hold my hand?”

For the first time, Chen Yi realized how much of a fool he’d been for the past three years.

No—his intelligence was too high to call himself a fool. He could only say his brain had been completely muddled.

“Hand over the house key.”

Zhou Meng looked confused, “Why do you want the key?”

“Zhou Meng, if I wasn’t clear on the phone last time, then let me say it again today. We’re breaking up.”

“Chen Yi, stop making a scene. I’ve already come to your house—what more do you want?” Zhou Meng glared at Chen Yi with obvious irritation. “You’re lucky to have me as your girlfriend. Who else would’ve put up with you?”