The young lady hired me to help her and the young master have an online romance.

Shang Shixu stared at the phrase "tractor going uphill" on the screen and remained silent for a few seconds.

He steered the conversation back on track with a blank expression.

Lie: [What do you love about me?]

Nice Rabbit Squid: [You come from a good family, are talented, and handsome. There's no reason not to love you.]

Lie: [Have you seen me before?]

Jiang Wan was taken aback.

I've never seen it before.

Not only had she never seen it, but neither had Miss Gu Manning.

Gu Manning's father only managed to get Shang Shixu's Facebook account.

The account was completely clean, with not a single photo.

The profile picture is a blurry profile of someone wearing a baseball cap.

The style belongs to the abstract art school, and the facial features are entirely based on imagination.

Jiang Wan typed —

Nice Rabbit Squid: [Never seen you before, but your profile picture makes you look like a handsome guy.]

Regardless of whether someone is beautiful or ugly, just keep flattering them.

After taking the photo, she glanced at the time in the upper left corner of her phone.

Nice Rabbit Squid: [Baby, I'm going to class now~]

After sending the message, I put away my phone and went to the mirror to check my outfit.

A cherry blossom pink knit sweater, layered over a cream-colored camisole, paired with high-waisted light-colored flared pants and low-heeled white leather shoes.

The plate is smooth and shiny, with excellent proportions.

A strand of slightly wavy long hair was pulled out from both sides of the ears and braided at the back of the head.

Her small face, no bigger than a palm, had bright, almond-shaped eyes, and when she smiled, two shallow dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth.

The light and refreshing spring makeup added a touch of allure to her fair skin.

I'm very satisfied with the makeup and outfit.

After the inspection, Jiang Wan left with her bag on her back.

*

On the other hand, Shang Shixu read the message but did not reply.

He placed his phone face down on the sofa, tilted his head back, and closed his eyes.

The music in my ears was deafening.

A line of words inexplicably floated into my mind—

"Tractors are going up the mountain, making a great commotion."

......poisonous.

When Pei Heyun returned from her dance, she plopped down on the sofa and snapped her fingers at him.

"It's 10 o'clock, let's go, we have class tomorrow."

Shang Shixu opened his eyes and suddenly said, "Wait, take a picture of me."

"What?"

Pei Heyun thought he had misheard. "Didn't you hate having your picture taken the most?"

Taking a picture of him used to be harder than climbing to heaven.

This is truly unprecedented; it's the first time in history that he's voluntarily uttered the words "take a picture."

Pei Heyun extended his right hand and placed the back of his hand on his forehead.

"He doesn't have a fever?"

"Brother Xu, you—"

"Enough with the nonsense." Shang Shixu raised his leg and kicked.

After kicking, hand over the phone.

Pei Heyun took it with a grin, and with the air of a professional photographer, he went around to the outside of the island platform and snapped a bunch of pictures of him.

"Alright, alright, there are at least twenty, that should be enough for you."

He handed the phone back, risking being silenced, and craned his neck to peek at Shang Shixu's operations.

His curiosity was about to burst.

Shang Shixu simply picked out the best-angled and most atmospheric photo from his album and promptly posted it on his Facebook feed.

There was no caption, just a dry, blindingly handsome headshot.

Pei Heyun narrowed his eyes, sensing the juicy gossip.

"Dude, you're in trouble~"

"As far as I know, besides contacting professors and company executives, your Facebook account only has one other contact—a young girl named Gu Manning."

"You sent the photos...you don't mean to let her see them, do you?"

He got more and more excited as he talked, and leaned closer to say, "Hey, you're interested in her?"

"I remember someone calling the other person a toad trying to eat swan meat just a month ago~"

Shang Shixu glared at him coldly, then got up and left.

Pei Heyun quickly followed, but his mouth never stopped.

"I was right, wasn't I?"

"Gu Manning is really something else; she can make you bloom like an iron tree."

No sooner had he finished speaking than an arm reached out from the side and locked around his neck.

Pei Heyun: "Uh... Brother, I was wrong..."

Shang Shixu held his head between his legs, his voice neither loud nor soft.

"How could I possibly be interested in her?"

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll cut your tongue out."

He released his arm, and Pei Heyun covered his neck and became completely obedient.

Honest as he was, he was internally ranting and raving—

If I didn't like it, why did you suddenly post this photo?

Why not send it directly to the recipient, but instead post it on your feed?

Nobody would believe I didn't have ulterior motives!

Pei Heyun's mind conjured up an emoji—a peacock spreading its tail feathers.

*

S University.

After morning classes ended, Jiang Wan and her roommate Zhou Feiyan strolled into the cafeteria together.

I had just sat down after ordering a braised chicken when a handsome young man walked over from the side.

He gripped the strap of his crossbody bag tightly in his palm, and he looked very nervous.

"Hello there."

"I'm Mu Zikun from the law school. Can I add you on WeChat?"

Jiang Wan looked up and gave a polite smile. "I'm sorry, I don't date."

The boy's expression froze: "...It's okay, I just want to be friends with you."

That was a completely insincere statement.

This was clearly not the first time Jiang Wan had dealt with this situation.

She maintained her polite smile, her tone both gentle and firm: "I'm sorry."

The boy's eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice, "Sorry to bother you."

He left quickly.

Zhou Feiyan watched the departing figure and started teasing.

"Hey Wanwan, do you, the school beauty, really not know who Mu Zikun is?"

"He's not only a top law student, but his parents are also entrepreneurs—a bona fide rich kid. You're not even giving him a chance? What kind of person do you even like?"

Jiang Wan picked up a piece of stewed potato that had been cooked until soft and tender. "I don't have an ideal type."

After saying that, he stuffed the potato into his mouth.

Zhou Feiyan also shoveled a mouthful of rice, and continued, unwilling to give up: "It's okay if you don't have an ideal type, just pick a high-quality guy and see how it goes."

"Feelings can be cultivated."

Jiang Wan swallowed the food in her mouth and said firmly, "No, I have no interest in romance."

"So what are you interested in?"

"make money."

Jiang Wan looked up at her, her clear, bright eyes sparkling. "Right now, I'm only interested in making money."

Zhou Feiyan rolled her eyes at her, "You, you're really stubborn."

"With a face and figure like yours, finding a rich second-generation heir who's head over heels for you would be a piece of cake, wouldn't it?"

"Is it really worth working so hard to earn money?"

In Zhou Feiyan's view, Jiang Wan was simply ignoring the good resources available to her and insisting on enduring hardship instead.

Jiang Wan put down the fish tofu she had just picked up, her tone unusually serious.

"Xiao Yan, I'm not stubborn, nor am I arrogant. I know what I want."

"I don't date because I haven't met someone I like, so I'd rather be single than settle for less."

Zhou Feiyan looked embarrassed and nodded while biting her chopsticks.

"I understand, I won't say it again."

*

It was past noon when we finished lunch.

On my way back to the dormitory, I passed a large area of ​​blooming peach blossoms, their pink and white petals swaying gently in the spring breeze.

Jiang Wan casually took a photo, intending to send it to Shang Shixu.

Over the past month, regardless of whether he replied or not, she developed the habit of sharing her life with him whenever she felt like it.

I opened Facebook and suddenly realized it was past midnight in Boston.

The other person is probably already asleep.

Just as she was about to exit, Jiang Wan noticed an additional notification on the page.

There are new developments on the other party's part.

dynamic?

She clicked on it out of curiosity.

The next second, a clear frontal photo suddenly came into view.

Jiang Wan was stunned.

(Photos will be shown in the next chapter...)