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

Chapter 99 I'm so angry!

Su Ning turned around and walked back into the Lianjia store.

Xiao Huang was somewhat surprised to see her return: "Miss Su, is there anything else?"

"I'd like to find Manager Wang..."

Su Ning walked over to Wang Cheng, who was organizing documents, and forced a smile.

"Excuse me for bothering you. Could you please give me Mr. Jiang's WeChat ID? We know each other, but we've never added each other on WeChat. I happen to have something I'd like to ask him."

She paused, then added, "Don't worry, it's just a small matter, it definitely won't bother him."

Wang Cheng paused for a moment, looked at Su Ning, then at Xiao Huang beside him, and seemed somewhat hesitant.

According to regulations, contact information cannot be disclosed without the customer's consent.

However, they did know each other, and the girl's attitude seemed quite sincere...

Seeing this, Xiao Huang nodded slightly to Wang Cheng, meaning that there was no major problem.

Wang Cheng thought for a moment and said, "Miss Su, according to protocol, I need to ask Mr. Jiang himself first. What do you think..."

"No! Please don't!"

Su Ning quickly waved her hand, a hint of embarrassment on her face: "Actually... it's a private matter. I wanted to surprise him, but your question has given me away. Don't worry, I really just want to add him on WeChat and exchange a few words. I promise it won't affect him!"

Wang Cheng hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded: "Well... okay. I'll give Mr. Jiang's WeChat contact to Xiao Huang and have him forward it to you."

Su Ning secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly thanked him, "That's great, thank you Manager Wang, thank you Manager Huang!"

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As I stepped out of the store, my phone vibrated.

Su Ning turned on her screen and saw a message from Xiao Huang—a WeChat contact card.

A familiar, simple, even somewhat rudimentary image of a bowl of rice suddenly appeared on the screen!

Her eyelids twitched violently, and her fingers trembled as she tapped the business card.

Instead of "Add to Contacts," the screen popped up with "Send Message" and "Audio/Video Call"...

An extremely complex emotion surged into my heart like a volcanic eruption!

Shock, speechlessness, grievance, feeling deceived, social death, and a hint of... eerie "I see" relief.

A mix of emotions overwhelmed her, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

Sure enough it was him!

It's no coincidence at all!

That's Ye Ge! That's Ye Ge!

No wonder he was able to add me on WeChat out of nowhere!

No wonder he insisted on using Alipay when he paid me for running that errand!

No wonder he smiled so lewdly when I asked him to help me check "Wild Bro's" taste at K11!

No wonder I spent half a day waiting at the Marriott Hotel and ended up finding him!

No wonder his voice always sounded so familiar!

No wonder...

Countless "no wonder" thoughts swirled in her mind, each one making her furious and feeling hopelessly stupid.

Especially when she thought about how all her shameless and obsequious words and actions had been exposed in front of this "acquaintance," Su Ning felt a surge of heat rush to her head, her cheeks burning hot, and she was filled with shame and indignation!

That bastard! That son of a bitch! That absolute pervert!

"Jiang!!! Ye!!!"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, her chest heaving violently. She couldn't hold back any longer and made a voice call!

The phone rang a few times before being answered. Before Su Ning could even speak, Jiang Ye's familiar yet annoying voice, tinged with obvious impatience, came from the other end:

"What's up? Get to the point, we're playing cards!"

Su Ning: "..."

All her anger and questions were instantly choked back by his self-righteous impatience.

Her breath hitched, and the angry roar she had prepared—"Jiang Ye, you bastard, how dare you trick me!"—inexplicably turned into—

"You...your baby misses you~! Brother~~~"

As soon as the words left her mouth, Su Ning was stunned and wished she could slap herself twice on the spot!

Su Ning, Su Ning! Don't you have any self-respect?!

They've been completely fooled, how can they still reflexively act like simps?!

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, followed by Jiang Ye's speechless voice: "Crazy..."

Immediately afterwards, with a "beep," the phone was hung up.

Su Ning held up her phone, listening to the busy tone, staring at the WeChat chat interface, completely petrified on the cold street.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and she shivered violently, snapping her back to reality.

Ah ah ah ah ah--!

It's over! It's completely over!

Not only did they not dare to question it, but they also subconsciously continued their online sycophantic behavior!

This is practically a conditioned reflex resulting from deep-seated PUA! It's a people-pleasing personality ingrained in their DNA!

But......

Waaaaah... He gave me way too much!!!

So much so that even if she knew the truth, she dared not, or even... was reluctant to, expose it.

Thinking about the commissions I've earned these past few days, the million-dollar music stream on Christmas Eve, and the credit card bills, rent pressure, and the return to my previous frugal lifestyle after losing this "wild guy"...

Su Ning immediately chickened out.

Expose him? And then what? Part ways?

What can one gain besides venting one's anger?

You'll get nothing!

Instead, they will lose a stable and extremely generous "sugar daddy".

Not exposing it... Although it's frustrating and infuriating,... money really does smell good!

Faced with the harsh reality (money), that pitiful anger seems to become less important.

Su Ning stood still, took a few deep breaths, and tried to calm her turbulent emotions.

Finally, she stomped her foot and put her phone away.

never mind......

For the sake of such a small amount of money, let's just pretend we don't know...

Do not!