Chapter 39 Nightingale Married Well
The video call stayed on after she fell asleep.

The phone was casually placed next to the pillow, and all that could be seen in the camera lens was a snow-white ceiling.

Su Ye muted her microphone and quietly went to wash up and tidy up her room, occasionally glancing back at her phone.

It was 12:50 in the blink of an eye.

He brought the phone closer and called out, "Zhaoyi, wake up."

On the other end of the phone, the sleeping person just mumbled something and turned over, showing no sign of waking up.

Su Ye was somewhat embarrassed—

Should we call it or not?
Fortunately, Shen Zhaoyi subconsciously remembered this matter. She opened her eyes groggily, grabbed her phone, and was caught off guard by the handsome face that suddenly appeared.

The drowsiness vanished instantly.

"Huh? What time is it? Why isn't the phone still hanging up?"

She hurriedly wiped her face, thankfully without drooling.

But her sleeping posture wasn't very good, leaving her hair a mess.

Oh no, my image is completely ruined!

Su Ye was charmed by her series of reactions and said gently, "If you're sleepy, just keep sleeping, it's okay."

Shen Zhaoyi shook her head and sat up.

"No, I have to go!"

No difficulty can stop her from making money!
But the video couldn't continue. Reluctantly, she hung up the phone and opened So.com.

In the voice chat room, it was Xiao Che's turn to be the host again. As soon as she entered with her glittering ID, the host immediately started clapping his plastic hand.

"Welcome home, Sister ZY!"

The others had just finished their handover and were still using their microphones when they greeted Shen Zhaoyi.

A-Yue: "Welcome, Sister ZY!!!"

Ziqi: "Sis, you're pretty punctual today!"

SaSa: "Welcome, Miss ZY! *kissing sounds*"

Moon: "Hehe, big sister's here, hehe."

Nightingale: "Welcome, ZY~"

Changfeng: "Waaaaah, Sister ZY, do you know what? Last night I dreamt about castles raining down!"

The child was clearly affected by the gifts worth over three million last night, and his reminder brought it all back to everyone's memory.

Well, now there are five more people feeling a pang of sadness.

But Shen Zhaoyi's attention was completely focused on their calls of "sister," and being called "sister" by so many pleasant voices made her a little confused.

She felt like Tang Sanzang, trapped in the Spider Cave, surrounded by a group of male demons.

To put it bluntly, no one can resist such temptation. (Except for Tang Sanzang)

Although everyone's ultimate goal may be her pocket.

However, it's more important to enjoy the present moment.

Feeling completely satisfied, Shen Zhaoyi waved her hand and immediately started with a full-wheat diamond.

1400 has been credited to my account, and the double cashback has already taken effect.

Now I feel even better.

Before they could even mute their microphones, the group erupted in another round of wailing and howling.

Xiao Che's plastic hand is almost worn out from clapping.

Shen Zhaoyi picked at her ears and turned the volume down a bit. After everyone had finished celebrating, she sat down in seat number eight.

With the whole microphone on, it's time to play games.

I glanced at the game list and finally chose "Number Bomb".

Xiao Che quickly explained the rules once—

From 1 to 100, everyone takes turns calling out numbers. Whoever lands on a "bomb number" set by the host loses.

Shen Zhaoyi also participated in it.

The people on the microphone started to look forward to it. What if Boss ZY lost later? Wouldn't they be able to make a fortune?
Changfeng spoke first: "I'll go! 50!"

Passed safely.

Next up is the moon.

"25!"

Next came A Yueziqi and others.

Finally, it was Nightingale's turn. He pondered for a moment, then slowly uttered a number, "26."

Xiao Che clapped his hands. "Congratulations, Brother Ye, you stepped on a bomb!"

When he set this number, he had a feeling it would be Nightingale, and he was right!
The power to punish was handed over to Shen Zhaoyi.

However, she simply couldn't bear to do it.

Seeing her hesitation, Xiao Che spoke up at the opportune moment: "Sister, if you don't want Brother Ye to be punished, you can protect him too~"

How to protect it?

"Just need to pay double the fee!" Xiao Che suppressed his excitement; he had finally waited for this moment!

Eat, eat like crazy!
Normally, a small gift would have been enough, but Shen Zhaoyi is someone who never hesitates to spend money, so she immediately sent out a castle.

Even after finishing, he couldn't resist teasing, "Xiao Che, you little rascal, your abacus beads are practically jumping into my face!"

Xiao Che chuckled, "Sister is so magnanimous, she wouldn't hold a grudge against people like this, right? Brother Ye, say something!"

Su Ye felt helpless at their interaction.

But he also knew in his heart that even if he didn't fall for it, Shen Zhaoyi would find ways to send him gifts.

As for the others, perhaps it's just a case of loving the house because of its owner?
A warm feeling flowed through my chest, and when I spoke, my voice was filled with endless tenderness.

"That's great, no need for punishment, thank you ZY... Sister."

The same address, but unlike Han Ziyang's, Su Ye's sounded like a special term of endearment, particularly tender and affectionate.

Shen Zhaoyi inwardly cried out that it was unfair, her fingers already uncontrollably tapping the gift menu—

"Dream Castle" 10-pull.

As for the others, she didn't neglect them either, making sure everyone who saw it got a share.

[A-Yue: A castle! Another castle! Thank you, ZY! Sis! Sis!]

[Ziqi: Boss ZY is so generous, someone's going to have trouble sleeping again tonight~]

[Changfeng: You just tagged me, ZY-jie, from now on, you're my only sister!]

[SaSa: I've taken a screenshot. I'll send it to your boss tomorrow.]

[Moon: Hehe, castle, hehe.]

Fans are already used to ZY's extravagant spending, and they're tired of saying "I envy" to them.

After another round of comments, Shen Zhaoyi abruptly turned off the microphone, giving the time to others.

For the next hour or so, as soon as Su Ye answered the microphone, she would start the castle-refreshing mode, starting with ten. As for how many times, it depended on how fast or slow the next person answered the microphone.

They spent another three million in installments.

He could be heard gasping through Xiao Che's microphone.

So arrogant!
Who exactly is this woman?!

While taking screenshots with tears in my eyes, I sent them to the group chat, hoping everyone would feel the same way.

The rich woman is starving and waiting for her meal (Victoria's private chat group)

[Ah Lan: No, not again?]

[Ah Jie: How many are there? Did you guys count them?]

[Changfeng: Not yet, but I can confirm it's over 100.]

[A-Yue: Whenever Sister ZY makes a move, it makes me feel like her castle is worthless.]

[Alan: So it'll be at least a million tonight? Are you crazy, spending like this in the voice chat room?]

[Ziqi: Don't worry about it, my sister's house is connected to a money-printing machine, she has her own rhythm.]

……

Vic was woken up by a barrage of messages. After seeing the history, he almost rolled off the bed and quickly opened the backend to check tonight's transaction history.

It's almost as big as the annual guild competition.

He had only ever seen that long string of numbers on banners at lottery stations.

"Nightingale married well, married so well!"

"I've made it! I'm going to make it!"

He then sent screenshots of his earnings to his family group chat and tagged two elders who had initially been skeptical of his decision.

"Who made millions in one night? Who was it?"

"Say his name! Say it!"

"Oh, it's me~"

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(At this point, I've actually lost count of how much cashback I've accumulated, so please bear with me and don't nitpick!)
(End of this chapter)

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