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

The question was rather blunt, and Jin Lulu's expression instantly froze, as if she'd been stepped on: "Ye Cheng! I've noticed why you're talking so rudely lately! We meant well!"

"Kindness?"

Ye Cheng chuckled, "Should I send you a banner? 'Shengyin's Number One Madam'?"

"You!" Jin Lulu raised her eyebrows, about to explode.

"Lulu, don't be angry, let's talk this out... Chengcheng, don't be so stubborn."

Sheng Jin quickly pulled her aside, looking at Ye Cheng with a speechless sigh: "Even if you really want to have a normal relationship and get married, then spend two years with him... Don't we still have a year and a half until graduation? Or you could just date for a year and a half, and then you'd have millions in assets. Whether you want to find a proper job or find an 'honest man' to date and marry, it's all up to you, isn't it?"

Ye Cheng seemed to have heard something amusing, and said sarcastically, "I'm just wondering, what did 'honest people' do to you guys? Why do you have to target them like this?"

After she finished speaking, she didn't bother with any more words. She directly opened WeChat, showed her chat interface with Jiang Ye, swiped a couple of times, found the transfer records of 10 and 12000, and handed them to the two of them:

"Yes, my boyfriend probably can't afford 40 yuan a month. But..."

Before she could finish speaking, a new message notification suddenly popped up at the top of the screen.

Jiang Ye transferred 250.00 yuan to you.

A text message followed immediately below:

Jiang Ye: [Chengcheng, the market hasn't been good lately, I haven't made much money, and I also need to save up some money to see a doctor at a mental health clinic. Sigh, I don't know why, I just feel a bit uneasy... You should be careful with your money.]

Jin Lulu and Sheng Jin craned their necks to see the message, tilted their heads at the same time, and their faces were full of question marks.

Ye Cheng's eyelids twitched violently, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

That bastard! He came to sabotage us at the crucial moment!

She immediately pressed the voice button, strained her voice, and sent a voice message in an overly sweet and artificial tone:

"Huh? My handsome boyfriend, what's wrong? I thought a man as handsome as you, who scores 120 out of 100, wouldn't have any worries at all~ Tell me, who made you unhappy?"

Shortly after the voice message was sent, the other end replied with a text message:

Jiang Ye: [Question: In what ways am I inferior to Eddie Peng and Daniel Wu?]

Ye Cheng glanced at her two roommates, whose expressions were even stranger, a smile playing on her lips, and her fingers flew across the keyboard as she typed:

[The problem is you're too low-key, baby! Otherwise, what would be the point of them in the entertainment industry? You should have already standardized your aesthetic sense!]

Jiang Ye: [Tsk, I am very pleased.]

Immediately afterwards, with a "ding," another transfer notification popped up:

Jiang Ye has transferred 100,000.00 yuan to you.

Ye Cheng was slightly startled when she saw the number, but she remained calm on the surface and received the payment instantly with a tap of her finger.

Then she looked up again at Jin Lulu and Sheng Jin, who were still a little confused, and waved her phone screen:

"See? Although my boyfriend might not give me 400,000, he can still easily give me 200,000 to 300,000 in pocket money every month."

"Lulu, Xiaojin, what do you think I should choose? On one hand, there's a 400,000 yuan offer for a middle-aged man I don't know what kind of person he is, and he might come with some disgusting conditions; on the other hand, there's a 200,000 to 300,000 yuan offer for a boyfriend who's the same age as me, with whom I have genuine feelings and can joke around and play around. What do you think I should do?"

She took a step forward, her gaze sweeping over the two faces, her tone tinged with a hint of mockery:

"So, I'll ask you one more time: is it really true that it doesn't matter who you date?"

Jin Lulu was speechless for a moment before finally managing to say, "Chengcheng, this price... if you're really not satisfied, my husband said he can help you negotiate some better terms. And..."

She scoffed, "The younger and wealthier a man is, the more women he has around! Especially someone like your boyfriend, he seems unreliable and doesn't know how to cherish women! To put it bluntly, in a month or two, he might get you pregnant and dump you! Then you'll lose both your money and your boyfriend, and don't blame me for not warning you!"

Ye Cheng smiled, a smile carrying a certainty that Jin Lulu and Sheng Jin could not comprehend:

"Xiao Jin, Lulu, you don't believe him because you have no feelings for each other. Because the only bond between you is money, you are always worried about being replaced. But he and I are different. We have feelings for each other, so I believe him."

She paused, as if thinking of something, and coughed lightly: "Ahem... Of course, he may have many women in the future, but I believe he will never abandon me. And... even if one day, as you say, he gets tired of me and leaves, what he has given me during this time is not just money, but also something you will never understand or possess. That's enough."

Looking at the light in Ye Cheng's eyes, Sheng Jin opened his mouth, but ultimately let out a helpless, bitter smile:

"Alright, alright, we can't argue with you. You're all set. Anyway, we've delivered the message. Lulu's husband's friend will be at the dorm party on Christmas Eve. You two can talk it out yourselves then. We won't interfere."

Ye Cheng shrugged indifferently: "Whatever. Anyway, I've made myself clear today. Don't even think about getting anything out of me again. Forget 400,000, even if it were 1 million, 2 million..."

Her gaze swept over the two of them, and her tone was resolute: "I wouldn't even consider anything that wasn't given to me by him."

Jin Lulu and Sheng Jin rolled their eyes at the same time, their faces clearly saying "You're just pretending," obviously not believing a word of Ye Cheng's "bold words."

Ye Cheng didn't bother to explain further, picked up her bag, stretched, and said, "I'm going to eat. I'm leaving."

After saying that, he walked straight out of the dormitory.

Walking to the cafeteria, the afternoon sun was warm and pleasant.

Ye Cheng took a deep breath of the fresh air and felt inexplicably relaxed.

She took out her phone and sent Jiang Ye a WeChat message:

Ye Cheng: [Not bad! [Smirk]]

Jiang Ye replied quickly: [What do you mean, "good job"? You think you're so great because you used my photo? Did your phone get wet?]

Ye Cheng: [...]

Her eyelids twitched, and her good mood from winning a small game vanished almost entirely.

Ye Cheng: [Never mind, it's okay... Huh? Why is it another 100,000 this week?]

Jiang Ye: [Didn't I say I'd give you a Christmas and New Year's gift? I was trying to figure out what you'd like. After thinking about it for ages, and after some rigorous logical analysis, I feel... you still like money the most. How about it, this gift hits the nail on the head, right?]

Ye Cheng looked at the screen and couldn't help but laugh: [Not bad! You understand me pretty well!]

Jiang Ye: [Of course. So, where are my offerings?]

Ye Cheng's face flushed slightly: 【What's the rush? There's a party next Wednesday, I'll give it to you then!】

After sending the WeChat message, she subconsciously switched to JD.com and glanced at her shopping history.

The most recent order was placed this morning—an extremely sexy, almost transparent bodysuit made of silk.

Ye Cheng blushed, quickly locked the screen, and shoved the phone back into her pocket as if she'd been burned. She gave a disgruntled snort to the air.

"Pervert...smell, smell, smell...this time I'll let you smell your fill!"