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Chapter 270 - 131 What at home is surnamed Wang?_2

Chapter 270: Chapter 131 What at home is surnamed Wang?_2

"Gou really deserves Senior Sister Yan!"

Xia Yu spread his hands, his expression actually carrying a hint of pride, "If those two really slept together, who knows who took advantage of whom..."

Nice one!

You really know your stuff...

Sao Ji’s eyes widened as he looked at Su Huai, who was also dumbfounded looking back at Sao Ji, both feeling deeply shocked.

"Uh... forget it, don’t try to persuade him anymore."

Su Huai impartially broke up the fight, "Xia Yu is an adult now, with his own thoughts and principles, let him be happy."

Sao Ji was still a bit unconvinced, then Xia Yu glanced at him and boasted loudly, "Do you know how awesome Gou is? With a net worth of tens of billions, not yet forty, commanding and powerful, open-minded... On Gou Star platform, he’s the richest, the most mannered, and the most cultivated, truly treating Senior Sister Yan like a daughter he dotes on, with a lift of his finger he could send her soaring high, a real big shot!"

"Yeah, right!" Sao Ji didn’t believe a word, "All those rich tycoons are freaking shills, just to deceive lunatics like you!"

Xia Yu wasn’t in a hurry at all, confident.

"Shill or not, don’t you know if Senior Sister earned money? The shills on the platform spend fake money, right?"

Sao Ji half believed, half doubted, "So, did your Senior Sister really get that much money?"

Xia Yu took out his phone and revealed decisive evidence.

"See for yourself, Senior Sister just ordered two sports cars, one Ferrari and one Bentley Continental GT, the order documents and invoices are posted in the group. You love supercars, right? Check out how much they cost!"

"Holy shit!"

Sao Ji’s eyes bugged out as he zoomed in on the documents and looked them over, his whole being in a state of questioning life.

"Your Senior Sister has only been streaming for a couple of months, right? She made that much money?!"

"It’s just the tip of the iceberg..."

Xia Yu bragged as if the things were his own, beaming with joy.

"The bulk of Senior Sister’s income is aiming to buy a house in Imperial Capital. Yuyan is collecting information on properties all over the city. Those two cars cost less than ten million, just a trifle! If it weren’t for getting a car ready as a gift for Gou, Senior Sister definitely wouldn’t have rushed to buy cars..."

Huh?!

Su Huai lifted his head, surprised, and glanced at Xia Yu.

That Bentley Continental GT was bought for him? His sweet daughter never mentioned this...

He thought about it, held back his questions, but Sao Ji asked on his behalf, "The Continental GT your Senior Sister bought is for Big Brother? So weird, why would she let you guys know?"

"To avoid any misunderstandings from other players!"

Xia Yu replied carelessly, "She announced it directly in the fan group, and she also prepared gifts for the other big brothers, nominally to celebrate her becoming a new partner in the guild and to thank everyone for their support. I even got a Mid-Autumn Festival gift box!"

"Damn, your Senior Sister is so nice..."

Sao Ji was green with envy, his eyes rolled, and he chuckled, asking, "Brother Yu, does your Senior Sister still need any moderators? I can work too..."

Su Huai hurriedly stopped him, "Don’t even think about Nuanyu’s Senior Sister. Come work for me. Manage the forum, I’ll pay you 2000 yuan a month. Is that enough for you?"

Sao Ji immediately jumped for joy, utterly delighted.

"For real, Huai? How do we do it? Just let me know!"

Su Huai was puzzled: I never spoke the Northeastern dialect in the dorm, did I? Where did he learn this accent from?

"For real, you sit in front of the computer for more than ten hours a day, so you can easily monitor the forum. I’ll give you an admin account..."

Su Huai explained the responsibilities one by one, and Sao Ji was over the moon with joy.

"This job is like it was made for me. You can count on me, Huai. I’ll definitely do a great job!"

"Yeah, I trust you."

Putting an internet-addicted teen on this task was too reliable, Su Huai himself couldn’t monitor as timely as Sao Ji, but it meant bad luck for those mischievous monkeys in the forum; they now had a mountain weighing down on them.

After discussing the matter, Su Huai’s mood returned to normal. He hummed a tune and climbed into bed.

But then he checked his phone and scrolled through his social media, and his mood took another dive.

Chen Nuanhan and Gu Jiuyue had both posted new updates.

Chen Nuanhan’s update was an electronic plane ticket from Imperial Capital to Harbin, with a caption—

[The 1250-kilometer journey home took three people initially, but only me on the return. Don’t ask what happened to the other two, one is an idiot, the other is a complete idiot.]

Ah, right on the nose!

The Northeast indeed has its fair share of sweet girls, I’m not lying, but they’re not easy to come by...

Regardless, Chen Nuanhan isn’t one of those sweet girls; don’t be fooled by her Grade B Mandarin, her small face, sweet voice, and her ability to act coy and clingy — she’s tough and fierce when she’s displeased.

Wu Tianyou couldn’t understand, but Su Huai knew all too well.

He thought and thought and still didn’t dare to like her social media post.

The issue wasn’t how to explain but rather the lack of mood—Gu Jiuyue had also posted.

Her photo was of the full moon in the sky, her fingers stretched open to let the moonlight stream through her fingers, with a simple quote from Hemingway’s "The Old Man and the Sea".

[Can’t a person have both youth and the awareness of it at the same time?]

The end of the post was a question mark.

From the looks of it, she was doubting that statement.

Su Huai couldn’t help but wonder: Was it because of something she herself experienced, or was it because of me?

It might sound a bit too self-assured, but Su Huai felt it could really be about him, or maybe it was a question for him.

After pondering, he still couldn’t resist responding, "Expecting to carry wine to buy flowers together, ultimately it doesn’t resemble a young man’s journey. Though the poem is nice, reciting it too early. Revise it, revise it!"

In the main bedroom of the family house, Professor Cheng, already lying in bed, discovered Su Huai’s comment before his granddaughter did.