A super-rich tycoon? No, just call me the gentlemanly gigolo.

Jiang Ye stroked his chin, his mischievous side kicking in, and threw out an even more tricky question:

"So, if... if you had to choose between me and that delivery guy at the same time, who would you choose?"

Su Ning's breath hitched, and she felt completely awful.

Damn!

Isn't this the classic question we girls use to test our boyfriends? How come it's turned upside down?!

and!

Are you even human? How are we supposed to choose between these two sides?

Choosing "Wild Brother" makes you seem greedy and vain, choosing "Errand Guy" offends your sugar daddy, not choosing either is just being perfunctory, choosing both... is courting death!

Su Ning grabbed her hair, lost in a frantic brainstorming session; her CPU was practically overheating.

Jiang Ye waited a few seconds, but didn't hear a reply. He urged, "What? Is it that hard to choose? Looks like that guy is quite charming?"

On the other end of the phone, Su Ning sighed softly, as if she had made a great decision, and her voice became exceptionally "sincere":

"Brother, your Yao Yao has no secrets from you. I... I'll tell you the truth, okay? You might not be happy to hear it, but I don't want to lie to you..."

Jiang Ye's interest was piqued by this setup: "Hmm, go ahead. I'm not angry, I just love hearing the truth."

Su Ning said carefully, word by word, "Brother, if... if I really have to choose one, I... I'll choose the errand boy."

Jiang Ye was slightly taken aback.

He thought Yao Yao would try to brush it off with jokes, coquettishness, or say without hesitation that she would choose "Ye Ge" (Brother Ye). He didn't expect that she would actually make a choice, and not him, the top fan, but the errand boy she had only met a few times.

This answer was completely unexpected.

"Why?" Jiang Ye's curiosity was completely piqued.

Su Ning continued to explain in that tone of "afraid of offending you but having to tell the truth":

"Brother, you've been so good to me, and now... I've actually fallen deeply in love with you. I really don't feel anything for anyone else. But... brother, I'm telling the truth, please don't be angry... what if we met each other without knowing anyone else..."

She paused, as if choosing her words carefully: "That guy... he's good-looking, has a great physique, seems to have a nice personality, and is quite humorous. Although I haven't had much contact with him, he really seems quite outstanding... I think he's not much worse than you, brother..."

"The most crucial thing is!"

Su Ning quickly emphasized the key point: "He is a real person I can actually meet in real life! But you, brother... no matter how good or perfect you are, we are only on the internet... to me, you are more like... a very good, but somewhat distant dream."

Her voice trailed off, tinged with grievance and helplessness: "Besides... I'm not the kind of girl who's particularly materialistic... I guess I just feel more secure about things that I can see and touch..."

As Jiang Ye listened to the girl's words—"cautiously" and "worried that he would be angry" yet "unwilling to deceive"—he couldn't suppress a smile.

To be honest, although the identity of "Brother Ye" looks glamorous, it is ultimately just a facade built on money, and everything will eventually come back to the real identity of "Jiang Ye".

She can shed the aura of being the "top influencer," and without relying on spending money, simply by her own looks, charisma, and the impression she gives off, she can rival "Wild Brother" in Yao Yao's eyes, and even win in this hypothetical scenario...

For a fleeting moment, he even wondered if this woman already knew about his dual identity and was playing tricks on him by manipulating both of them.

But then I thought, if she really knew, given her previous sycophantic behavior and her personality in real life, she wouldn't be reacting like this. She should have pounced on me or been filled with shame and indignation long ago.

Then there's only one truth...

Depend on!

Was I really that outstanding in the eyes of girls?

I've never noticed anything particularly striking about myself when I look in the mirror!

Could it be... a difference in aesthetic preferences between men and women?

In the eyes of girls, my face and physique are the kind of understated yet attractive, more appealing the more you look at me, the kind of "walking hormones"?

Tsk, when the time is right, I'll combine my two identities into one. When this girl discovers that the "errand boy" she admires and the "wild guy" she's been licking are actually the same person, won't she be so happy she can't close her legs?

Jiang Ye was happily imagining things and didn't say anything for a while.

This brief silence, however, made Su Ning on the other end of the phone panic terribly.

This answer is actually very risky. If the jerk on the other end thinks that all the money he spent was wasted on feeding the dog and gets angry, then everything will be over.

but......

Based on her pitiful understanding of men, they should all be very susceptible to the idea of ​​"not caring about money, just about the person," right?

This should greatly satisfy his vanity... right?

But there's a catch: if her older brother thinks she's "emotionally unfaithful," "lacking in willpower," or "fickle," she'll be in serious trouble.

"Brother... are you angry?"

She quickly and carefully patched up her words: "Yaoyao just... just didn't want to lie to her brother, so she told him her truest thoughts. But don't worry, brother, there are no 'what ifs.' Right now, Yaoyao only has eyes for you, in her heart, and in her body. She's your baby, and you're the only one for her in this life! I wouldn't even glance at Eddie Peng if he came here, I..."

"Alright, alright."

Jiang Ye coughed, interrupting her attempt to make amends and "please" her loyalty, his tone full of leniency that pleased him greatly:

"Stop overthinking it, I'm not angry. It's not your fault either. That guy... I've seen him a few times, he is indeed quite handsome and has a lot of charisma... cough, you have good taste."

Su Ning: "..."

She silently clenched her fist at the air, her face full of speechlessness.

This bastard really doesn't blush at all when he brags about himself!

Fortunately, this critical problem was narrowly avoided.

Damn it, if I had known it would lead to this problem, I wouldn't have flattered him like that!

Jiang Ye was in a great mood and continued to ask, "By the way, what specific date are you moving?"

"You're meeting that lady on Sunday, what's up, bro?"

"Hehe, you girls have a lot of stuff, it's troublesome to pack and move things around. How about this, I'll go to the living room later and deliver two more carnivals to you, so you can finish moving and packing in peace before you take over properly."

Su Ning was taken aback, then snorted softly to herself and raised her eyebrows smugly.

Haha! You didn't take the wrong picture! You didn't take the wrong picture!

This little man is no match for me!

Two carnivals, another 6000 yuan in revenue! So satisfying!

She was about to thank him sweetly when the person on the other end of the phone suddenly added quietly:

"However... I'm glad you're honest, but I'm still a little annoyed that you didn't choose me. Go, write a 10000-word letter of repentance on the topic 'Why I Was Blind and Missed Out on the Most Perfect Wild Guy in the World.' It must be emotionally rich, philosophical, and deeply insightful, analyzing your soul. Once you've finished, take a picture and send it to me for inspection."

Su Ning: "???"

She almost spat out a mouthful of blood!

One...ten thousand words?!

Handwritten?!

Sincere emotions?! Philosophical insights?! Soul-searching analysis?!

What kind of devil could come up with such a punishment?!

"Brother... 10,000 words... isn't that too much...?" she tried to struggle.

"Hmm? Too much?"

Jiang Ye's voice was light and airy: "Then it seems you still haven't realized your mistake..."

"No, no, no! Not many, not many!"

Su Ning quickly changed her mind, on the verge of tears: "I'll write it! I'll write it, okay? Don't worry, brother, I'll definitely reflect deeply and promise to write something that's moving and touching!"

"That's more like it." Jiang Ye hung up the phone with satisfaction.

Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Su Ning threw her phone onto the bed, collapsed onto it, stared at the ceiling, and let out a silent wail.

You surnamed Jiang! You pervert! You devil! You skinflint!

Despite her wailing, a few minutes later she resigned herself to getting up and rummaging through drawers and cabinets to find her long-forgotten notebooks and ballpoint pens.

For the million-dollar music wave on Christmas Eve, for next month's credit card bill, for the possibility of "turning the tables" in the future...

She wrote this letter of repentance!