My roommate's online boyfriend won't spend any coins, but he'll give me tons of gold

Tom: [Transfer 500000.]

Shen Suian sat up abruptly. What an angel! She had just given him 50 yuan, and her online boyfriend immediately gave her another 50 yuan.

Waaah~

No, she felt she was about to fall in love with this person.

Tom: [Take this to calm your nerves.]

What a domineering CEO! I love him.

May you have peace and safety every year: [Baby, waaaaaah.]

May you live peacefully every year: [I think I've accidentally fallen into your trap.]

Tom: [You're too lazy to even act properly?]

Shen Sui'an poked at the screen, resolutely denying it: 【No way, these are all my honest thoughts!】

Tom didn't reply, but sent a "heh" emoji.

My online boyfriend doesn't believe me.

But it's okay.

Watching her relentlessly pursue the matter: "I can break free from anyone else's net, but with yours, I willingly allow myself to be trapped."

She waited a while, but Tom didn't reply, and there was no "typing" message at the top.

Is it because you're not satisfied?

That's easy.

Peace and safety every year: [Every day I'm so grateful to have met you.]

May you live a peaceful and prosperous life year after year: [My wealth and fortune are all thanks to my husband's generosity!]

May you live a long and peaceful life: [Love you, gjf.]

A meme featuring a cat's head being kissed wildly.

The animation at the top of the screen finally moved. Shen Sui'an was smug; he must have been moved by her sweet words.

Those videos weren't watched for nothing.

She even followed a blogger who teaches people how to get their boyfriends to spend money on them, and is just waiting for the blogger to update...

Tom: [Transfer 50000.]

It seems like I don't need to study anymore.

Yesterday it was 10, today it's 50 plus another 5.

You couldn't earn this much even if you sold yourself.

All she has to do is say a few nice words.

Waaah~

This isn't a boyfriend, this is a god of wealth!

Tom: [I'm busy, go have some fun by yourself.]

Shen Sui'an didn't type a single word, but sent a voice message directly: "Honey, I've realized I love you more and more~"

Then click "Receive Payment".

Looking at the transfer notification, she continued in a "pretentious" manner, saying, "Actually, I'd rather you be with me, but my husband has things to do, so I can't bother you. Aren't I being a good girl?"

"Honey, you're busy~"

Despite the sickeningly sweet voice, Chen Zhiye listened to it leisurely from beginning to end. After finishing, he tossed his phone onto the sofa, a sharp pain shooting through his scalp. He hissed, "Where did you pick up that cheap hair dye from the trash can? Are you jealous of my thick hair?"

Zhou Weiguo glared at him, "What do you mean 'found'? I bought it at the supermarket for 30 yuan."

Chen Zhi scoffed, turning his head to avoid the old man's outstretched hand. "30 yuan? You dare to buy it, but I wouldn't dare to use it."

The old man hadn't returned yet, so he was waiting at the door with his tools.

"You brat!"

Zhou Weiguo slapped him on the head. "I'm an old man who came all this way to personally dye your hair, and instead of being grateful, you dare to mock me."

As he got older, Zhou Weiguo had lost all his hair.

Chen Zhi also sat lazily. The sofa was too low, and since his legs were long, it was uncomfortable no matter how he sat. So he simply spread his legs wide apart, sitting in a very unseemly manner. "Fine, don't bother with the dyeing. I don't want to go anyway."

"That won't do."

Zhou Weiguo muttered, "I've already allowed you to go in without shaving your head, but you have to dye it back."

The silver hair was still too eye-catching.

Not shaving my head was already a favor, so I have to dye it back to its original color.

Chen Zhi leaned back on the sofa, ignoring everything, and said, "Then you can continue by yourself."

Zhou Weiguo continued working, a cunning glint in his eyes as he thought about the two voice messages he had just heard. "You have a girlfriend?"

Chen Zhi didn't say anything either.

Zhou Weiguo then asked, "Is she a girl from China?"

It sounds like...

Such a sweet and well-behaved girl, if she were really from China, she could be kept here forever.

Zhou Weiguo's thoughts grew increasingly optimistic: "What does she do for a living? How old is she? If she doesn't have a job, I'll find her one; if she does, I can still find her one. Does her family need any support?"

As long as we can keep her in the military, we can arrange everything for her, not just her family, but also all her relatives!

Chen Zhiye laughed, "Do I need you?"

There's nothing he can't give you.

His words clearly admitted that he had a girlfriend. Zhou Weiguo wasn't angry at all. It was good to have a girlfriend. Once he found out who she was, it would be easy to make a move on her.

It's impossible to get anything out of this brat.

Zhou Weiguo put the matter to himself for the time being and started talking about other things: "How did you handle that incident that happened before?"

"Dismiss him, fire him," Chen Zhiye said calmly.

Zhou Weiguo's voice rose: "That's all?"

Chen Zhiye glanced upwards and said, "So what do you want? I didn't grant you the immunity."

Zhou Weiguo was angry, so he hit harder, pulling Chen Zhi's hair and combing it vigorously. Chen Zhi frowned in pain and said irritably, "Old man, no matter how much you dislike it, you can't take it out on me."

"Why not?"

Zhou Weiguo said irritably, "It's because you didn't keep them in check."

Chen Zhi also laughed in exasperation: "Am I their father? Why do I have to meddle in everything?"

Zhou Weiguo's grip tightened even more, instead of lessening. "You brat, they're your employees, of course you have to keep them in line."

"With 2 to 3 employees worldwide, you might as well just work me to death." Chen Zhi also had a headache and wanted to scratch it, but his hands were covered in hair dye. The moment the dye touched his hands, his skin burned painfully.

The old man bought some cheap, low-quality stuff.

He was extremely annoyed and kicked the stool. "If you want to dye it, hurry up and do it. I'm going to wash it right away."

Zhou Weiguo had never seen anything like this before.

He can't hit him, he can't scold him. At his current status, he can't do anything about a junior. He has to coax and serve him. It makes him angry just thinking about it.

He was still unconvinced and muttered, "You guys are just a bunch of legal terrorists."

The last four words were spoken so softly that Chen Zhi heard them but pretended not to.

After struggling for half an hour, he couldn't take it anymore and went to the bathroom to wash. This thing was indeed of poor quality; his hair was still silver-white, even shinier.

Zhou Weiguo was dumbfounded. "Why didn't it turn black?"

Chen Zhiye, his hair dripping wet, bent down to pick up a package from the trash can, raised an eyebrow, slapped the box onto Zhou Weiguo's chest, and teased, "Remember to wear your reading glasses next time you go out."

"That's not right."

Zhou Weiguo held the packaging box up to the light and finally managed to make out the words "care product hair treatment cream".

So he spent the whole night getting him an oil treatment?

Look at that head of silver hair, it's so shiny it's practically glowing!

Zhou Weiguo objected, "No, your hair has to be dyed black."

Chen Zhiye yawned, too lazy to bother anymore. "It's the middle of the night. You can handle this, but I can't."

"You brat, I'm not afraid of anything at my age, and you young man's health isn't even as good as this old man's?" Zhou Weiguo looked for his phone to make a call and ask someone to bring over hair dye.

Chen Zhi didn't indulge him. He pressed down on the back of Zhou Weiguo's neck, easily lifted the 1.8-meter-tall man up, and threw him out the door. He was wild and arrogant: "Alright, old man, it's late. Go back and warm the bed for your young wife."

A few years ago, Zhou Weiguo married a woman who was forty years younger than him.

"boom--"

The door slammed shut without a second thought, leaving Zhou Weiguo standing there, furious.

Chen Zhi ignored him, picked up his incessantly ringing phone from the sofa, replied to each message, and then sent Shen Sui'an a message on WeChat: [Want to meet up sometime?]

Shen Sui'an is chatting with Grandma Yu Fen.

When Yufen got home, she sent her a message asking what they had done after they left.

The stars have closed: [Nothing much, just took me back to school.]

Grandma Yufen was greatly disappointed. She disliked typing and preferred to use voice-to-text conversion before sending messages, so she wrote a long message: "That's it? You two young people, handsome and beautiful, practically inseparable, didn't you take the opportunity to go see a movie, have a meal, and then develop the relationship further?"

Shen Sui'an didn't dare to ask Yu Fen what was happening in the pacifier.

The old lady was even more open-minded than the young people.

To stop Grandma Huang from overthinking, she said seriously, "I have a boyfriend, Grandma Yufen, please stop gossiping."

Yu Fen also sent a voice message: "No way, even a bad ending is good."

Shen Sui'an pouted, not wanting to talk to her anymore.

Grandma Yufen sat on the living room sofa, sending several messages in a row. She even ignored her old friends who were asking her to go out and dance in the square, waiting for her reply.

When Meng Shuyi got home, she asked, "Grandma, didn't you go out to exercise today?"