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Chapter 172 Shen Zhaoyi, Always Willing to Grant Your Request (Mu Mu)

Looking at the unanswered WeChat messages and the unresponsive team-up requests, Han Ziyang vaguely guessed what was going on.

The long-awaited sweet duo queue turned out like this.

With a sigh, he resigned himself to his fate and started streaming solo queue.

When Shen Zhaoyi woke up, it was already three hours later.

She rubbed her eyes and reached for her phone, seeing Han Ziyang's unread messages, and suddenly felt a little apologetic.

Um, sorry, I just fell asleep...

Han Ziyang sent a "I knew it" emoji.

But she still said it was nothing, [Sister needs to rest, shall we play again tomorrow?]

Okay, I'll definitely be with you tomorrow.

Upon receiving this reply, Han Ziyang's mood immediately improved.

Shen Zhaoyi had slept curled up, and now her back ached. She got up, stretched, and went to open the curtains.

The sunlight was still very bright.

She sent Qiu Yu a message: "What time will you be back tonight? Want to grab dinner together?"

After waiting for a while without a reply, I went to the bathroom to wash my face.

The cool water splashed on my face, instantly making me feel much more awake.

But the phone remained silent.

Is the company that busy?
That's true, they're real big bosses, unlike me, a hands-off manager.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhaoyi pursed her lips and stopped sending messages.

This person will definitely reply if they have time and see it.

I opened Douyin to kill time and entered the live streams of Jiang Jiang and Ran Jin one after the other. I casually sent some gifts to recoup the money I spent on furniture today.

Lu Jin's new song has been released, and the link is on his homepage.

Shen Zhaoyi noticed that three red exclamation marks had appeared below her personal profile, which was originally just one sentence.

It was followed by five words: We are straight men.

Thinking of the blunder she witnessed in the live stream that day, Shen Zhaoyi sent a private message to Lu Jin on WeChat.

[Do you two brothers experience a lot of harassment from male fans?]

The other party replied after ending the live stream, saying: "[Many.]"

Shen Zhaoyi was surprised.

She suddenly became curious about what kind of messages these streamers sent to their private messages.

However, considering the messages from strangers I've isolated from, I can still guess some of the reasons...

After all, the internet is full of all sorts of strange and wonderful things.

After chatting with Lu Jin for a while, the sky outside the window gradually darkened.

It was almost seven o'clock, and "Yu Shan" still hadn't replied.

Shen Zhaoyi muttered to herself, "Judging from how she looked this morning, she can't still be angry, can she?"
Getting angry proves that you care.

She patiently sent him another message, still asking what time he would arrive home.

At this moment, in the CEO's office.

Qiu Yu was looking at the content on her phone when she frowned and asked her secretary, "Are you really not going to reply? She asked twice already!"

Fang Zheng advised him not to rush, "It's only the second time, not the twentieth time."

"If she's really sincere, since you live right across the hall, go back later and see if she comes to your door looking for you."

Qiu Yu thought there was some truth to what he said.

Heeding advice, he locked his phone and put it back in the drawer, forcing himself to look away and pick up the documents to continue reviewing them.

The pen paused briefly as he signed, and a small blot of ink spread on the paper.

Meanwhile, Shen Zhaoyi on the other side didn't play by the rules at all.

If I can't get anyone to go out with, I can't just starve myself, can I?
I decided to order takeout.

As for "with the mountain"?
Let's think about it when someone has more free time.

Less than ten minutes after I submitted the order, the phone rang suddenly.

Just as Shen Zhaoyi was wondering why it was delivered so quickly, she saw that the contact person's name was—

Mumu?

Shouldn't he be at the company preparing for the evening's grand ceremony live stream at this hour?
When I pressed the answer button, the background noise was very quiet; I could only hear the faint sound of breathing.

"Mumu?" she called out tentatively.

The other person responded with an "Mmm," and it was clear that the speaker was feeling rather down.

This was the first time Shen Zhaoyi had heard him speak like this. In the past, whenever the little fox made contact, he would always go all out, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

"What happened?"

"No," Mumu's voice was a little muffled, "I just wanted to talk to you."

"At the company?" Shen Zhaoyi asked.

After receiving a definite answer, she couldn't understand why it was so quiet.

Mumu was a little embarrassed and said that she was in the bathroom at the moment.

Shen Zhaoyi chuckled immediately: "You certainly know how to pick a place."

"No wonder they didn't turn on the video, otherwise it would have been the first time in my life I'd ever seen what a men's restroom looks like."

Amused by her words, Mumu replied, "Then I was truly prescient."

Seeing that the mood had eased, Shen Zhaoyi's tone became somewhat teasing.

"Actually, it's not that video calls are impossible."

She wasn't interested in the men's restroom; she just felt that Mumu's current state was a bit off.

You can directly see the changes in emotion on that face, and better understand what happened.

But Mumu refused.

"There's nothing interesting to see in the toilet, I'm afraid it will offend your eyes."

"Why would I look at the toilet?" Shen Zhaoyi corrected her. "Of course I'm looking at you."

Mumu paused for a moment, then spoke again with a cautious, tentative tone: "Does my sister like watching me?"

Shen Zhaoyi readily admitted it.

She loved it all – her face, her figure, and her hot dance moves.

Mu Mu didn't expect her to be so direct.

With a determined heart, he revealed that a gala would be held after the grand ceremony.

"Sister, are you coming?"

Shen Zhaoyi never expected that such a thing would happen.

She originally thought the event was just a way for the live-streaming company to make money off its boss, but she didn't expect there to be an offline component as well.

I always felt it was some kind of transaction behind the scenes that made things convenient.

But she didn't say it aloud; instead, she asked, "Do you want me to go?"

This time, Mu Mu didn't hesitate and immediately admitted that he wanted Shen Zhaoyi to go.

"OK,"

"Just send the invitation to that address."

Shen Zhaoyi is always responsive to requests.

It would have been better if she hadn't known; now she really wanted to join in the fun at the party.

Seeing that she agreed so readily, Mu Mu seemed relieved, and her mood was no longer as low as it had been at the beginning.

Just then, the sound of the toilet door opening came from outside.

Someone walked in.

Mu Mu said goodbye to Shen Zhaoyi in a low voice, "Sister, I'm hanging up now. Let's talk again when I get back tonight."

"it is good."

The words had barely left my mouth when I heard a busy signal from the receiver.

Inside the public restroom, Mumu composed herself and walked out of the stall.

Xiaoye was standing outside, and when she saw him, she looked at him with a moment of curiosity.

Were you just on the phone with the "sixty-year-old woman"?

In an empty toilet, even the slightest sound will be amplified.

Clearly, he had overheard the conversation.

Mumu didn't answer, turned on the tap, and slowly washed her hands.

Xiaoye pressed on, "I just saw the person in charge looking for you. Could it be related to her?"

The sound of flowing water stopped abruptly.

Mumu took out a tissue to wipe her hands, her tone revealing neither joy nor anger.

"If you're curious, you can ask the person in charge."

Xiaoye was very unhappy.

What are you pretending for? You're all after money. Who's more noble than whom?
He scoffed, a hint of disdain in his eyes, and slammed the door shut behind him as he entered the cubicle.