Seven years after transmigrating, he was cornered at the head of the bed by a cold and aloof empress

Chapter 164 Lin Zhou: The system is... I mean, the general term for tying red strings!

The air in the room seemed to have been sucked out by a high-powered compressor, so thin that it was suffocating.

Lin Zhou clung tightly to Su Qingge's leg, his posture as humble as could be. He raised his head, a fawning smile on his face, and even managed to squeeze out two crocodile tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Wife, let me explain... no, let me clarify!"

"The word 'system' isn't the name of some vixen; it's an abbreviation for 'the collective term for those who tie red strings'!"

Su Qingge looked down at him, her peach blossom eyes filled with mockery, as if to say, "Do you think I'm an idiot?"

"A general term for tying red strings?"

She sneered, reached out, and lightly ran her fingertips across the blade of the eyebrow razor.

"Lin Zhou, it's a waste of your talent not to write science fiction. How could you even bring up such an outrageous reason?"

"It's real! More real than real gold!"

Lin Zhou swallowed hard, his brain racing, and began to spout nonsense with a straight face.

"Honey, think about it, we got that red string from the Yonghe Temple, right? Didn't the master say it's called 'A thread that binds a couple from a thousand miles apart'?"

"In my hometown, there's an old custom. If a couple has a deep love for each other, they must tie a red string tightly together, so they can never be separated!"

"What's this called? This is called a 'system'!"

"I blacked out last night, and all I could think about was you, and whether we could grow old together. That's why I kept saying we need to stay together, that we need to be completely together!"

These words were spoken with tears streaming down his face, revealing his genuine emotions.

As Lin Zhou spoke, he affectionately took Su Qingge's hand and rubbed the slightly worn red string against his face.

"Honey, you have no idea how afraid I am of losing you."

"In my dream, I saw that the red string was loose, and I was so anxious! I desperately shouted at it not to play dead and to tie it tighter! Even if it costs me 5 billion, even if I go bankrupt, I will make sure our destiny continues in this life!"

"Five billion for a red string?"

Su Qingge raised an eyebrow. Although the murderous intent in her eyes had dissipated somewhat, the seeds of doubt were still taking root and sprouting.

"Then what did you mean by shouting 'Give me the big one'?"

"Well……"

Lin Zhou hesitated for a moment, but in this life-or-death situation, his will to survive was off the charts.

"That's because...because I wanted to give you a big surprise!"

"I want to upgrade this red rope! I want to get a super thick, super strong one, preferably one that can tie you directly to my body, so I can take you everywhere I go!"

Su Qingge's lips twitched involuntarily as she looked at his shameless behavior.

This reason, though utterly absurd, somehow created a bizarre logical loop when paired with Lin Zhou's handsome face.

Moreover, the panic and deep affection in this guy's eyes didn't seem like he was acting.

She sighed and tossed the eyebrow razor onto the bedside table.

"Alright, stop acting."

"Lin Zhou, if you ever stop eating, you could get rich just by lying."

"Wife, I swear to God, my love for you is absolutely sincere!"

Seeing this, Lin Zhou quickly seized the opportunity, scrambling up from the ground to hug her.

"Get out of the way, you reek of alcohol."

Su Qingge gave him a disdainful shove and turned to walk towards the bathroom.

"I'll trust you this time. But what if I find out you're lying to me..."

She stopped and turned back to give Lin Zhou a sharp look.

"If I catch that little vixen named 'Xitong,' I don't care if she's human or ghost, or what kind of red or green rope she is."

"I'll cripple you."

Lin Zhou felt a chill in his crotch and instinctively squeezed his legs together.

"No, no, absolutely not!"

Watching the bathroom door close and hearing the rushing water coming from inside, Lin Zhou felt as if his spine had been pulled out, and he collapsed onto the bed.

"call……"

He let out a long breath and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

This job as a kept woman almost fell apart.

System, you almost killed me!

He cursed the system that was pretending to be dead a hundred times in his mind.

"Ding!"

Just then, a crisp notification sound suddenly came from deep within my mind.

Lin Zhou was so shocked that he almost jumped out of bed.

[Congratulations, host! The movie "A Chinese Odyssey" has surpassed 50 billion yuan at the box office, breaking not only the record for Chinese-language films but also successfully garnering hundreds of millions of emotional points!]

[The system has been awakened from hibernation mode and is calculating rewards...]

[Settlement complete!]

[Congratulations, host, on receiving a god-level reward!]

Lin Zhou held his breath. He had been scared half to death by his wife just now, and this belated reward finally gave him some comfort.

He closed his eyes, and his consciousness sank into the system space.

A large, glittering golden gift bag was floating in mid-air, radiating an alluring glow.

"Is this what they mean by 'big'?"

Lin Zhou rubbed his hands together, and the frustration in his heart instantly vanished.

"Come on, let me see what kind of treasure this reward, which almost cost me my life, really is!"

On a whim, he opened the gift package.

A burst of golden light erupted.

Lines of text appeared on my retina.

[Gain a god-level skill: All-around singing king's voice (with maximum emotional resonance)]

[Obtain special item: Thousand-Faced Human Skin Mask (Can freely change appearance and temperament, lasts for 24 hours, cooldown time 7 days)]

[Hidden quest clue obtained: One ticket to the Masked Singer Grand Final.]

Lin Zhou was stunned.

An all-around singing king? A thousand-faced mask?

Doesn't this system understand him a little too well?

Although he is currently a director, he is still essentially a "kept man." To truly establish himself, one film is not enough.

He needs to achieve complete godhood in another field.

And "The Masked Singer" is undoubtedly the best stage.

"Since my wife doesn't like 'hope Tong', I'll change her idol."

Lin Zhou stroked his chin, a playful smile playing on his lips.

"Lanling Wang... that name sounds pretty good?"

The sound of water in the bathroom gradually stopped.

Su Qingge walked out wrapped in a bathrobe, her hair wet and draped over her shoulders, her face flushed from just having taken a bath.

As she dried her hair, she glanced at the man sitting on the bed, grinning foolishly.

"What are you laughing at? Are you thinking about some vixen again?"

"No way!"

Lin Zhou immediately stopped smiling, stood up with a righteous expression, and took the towel from her hand.

"I'm thinking, to celebrate that our red thread of fate hasn't broken, should I cook a nice meal for my wife tonight?"

"At least you have a conscience."

Su Qingge rolled her eyes at him and walked to the dressing table to sit down.

"But I'll skip cooking; I have a gig tonight. The finale of 'The Masked Singer' is coming up soon, and I'm a special guest judge, so I have to go to the venue to record a promotional video."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhou paused slightly as he was drying his hair.

What a coincidence?

It seems this system not only gives out rewards, but also includes a spoiler feature.

"That's perfect."

Lin Zhou leaned closer, looking intently at the breathtakingly beautiful woman in the mirror.

"Honey, who do you think will be the champion this year?"

Su Qingge applied lipstick in front of the mirror and said casually:

"Who else could it be? That mysterious singer called 'Lanling King'. Although he hasn't shown his face yet, his voice is absolutely amazing."

"but……"

She paused, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.

"I don't know why, but every time I hear him sing, it feels kind of familiar. It's like... I've heard it somewhere before."

Lin Zhou's heart skipped a beat, but his smile became even brighter.

"Really? Then maybe it's fate."

"Maybe... he's your long-lost husband?"

"screw you!"

Su Qingge gave him a push in an annoyance.

"If you had half of that singing ability, I wouldn't have to be accused of keeping a gigolo every day."

Lin Zhou smiled and did not refute.

I just silently said to myself:

Honey, don't worry.

The day the mask is removed, I'll let you know what kind of gigolo you've been keeping...

Just how valuable is it?