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

Every night, Meng Shuyi's grandmother would dance in the square with her old friends, then drink a cup of bubble tea before going home.

Grandma Yu Fen put down her phone and looked at her granddaughter. "Why are you back so early? Didn't you say you were going to have dinner and watch a movie before coming back? Did you watch the movie or not?"

Meng Shuyi handed the bag to the maid and shook her head: "Ayan still has work to do, I don't want to take up his time."

Yu Fen snorted, "I think it's because he doesn't care about you."

The whole family is satisfied with Gu Qingyan as their son-in-law.

Grandma Yu Fen disagreed. She just couldn't like this grandson-in-law. Every time he looked at her granddaughter, there was no affection between them, only a calculation of interests.

"Don't say that about Ah Yan."

Meng Shuyi poured her grandmother a cup of tea, sat down beside her, and explained, "Ayan is just not bound by petty romances; he's still very good to me."

The granddaughter's heart and eyes were filled with Gu Qingyan.

What could Yu Fen say? She took the teacup and took two sips: "I only said one thing to him, and you're already protecting him like this."

Meng Shuyi called out helplessly, "Grandma."

"Alright, alright, I won't say anything more. You're not a kid anymore, you should know what's going on in your head."

Meng Shuyi lowered her head: "Mm."

Fearing that Yu Fen would keep asking questions, Shen Sui'an decided to avoid seeing or hearing them and switched to a different account to say goodnight to her online boyfriend.

Who knew that as soon as I switched, I would see Tom's message asking me to meet him in real life.

She was so scared that she dropped her phone.

Why would a perfectly good online dating partner suddenly propose meeting in person? It just goes to show that this 65 yuan isn't something you can easily get your hands on.

If she hadn't been charged the money, she could have refused.

Now that she's taken the money, she's turned around and says she doesn't agree to meet in person. How is she any different from a scammer?

Fortunately, WeChat does not have a read receipt function.

Shen Suian racked her brains but couldn't think of a tactful way to refuse, so she simply opened a video app to ask for help.

After half an hour of practice, I finally got her to learn it.

To show her "sincerity," she sent a long voice message: "Baby, I've wanted to say this for a long time. I've even thought about what to wear the day I see you, but I haven't decided when to wear it..."

"So baby, can you give me a little more time, until I've mustered enough courage to see you?"

Chen Zhiye pressed his fingertips against the receiver, laughing before even finishing the conversation, as if he couldn't tell that this was a deliberate excuse.

What clothes, what courage—they're all just excuses for not wanting to meet.

He saw right through Shen Suian's little scheme.

Row.

I was thinking of confronting her, but she wasn't willing, so I decided to just let it drag on.

Chen Zhiye typed slowly and deliberately: 【Understood.】

The three simple words made Shen Sui'an feel uneasy. What did they mean?

She seems to be upset.

That's true. If she spent hundreds of thousands of yuan on her online boyfriend and her request to meet him was rejected, she wouldn't be happy either.

No.

You can't really make someone angry; you have to appease them.

Shen Sui'an opened the voice message, her voice soft and coquettish, "I'm hurt by my husband's indifference, boohoo~"

Chen Zhiye raised an eyebrow. He was rejected after meeting her, so he had to turn around and coax her, right?

He didn't really care whether he met her or not, and he wasn't angry about being rejected, since he had already met her anyway.

He pressed the voice input button, "You're acting all wronged? Shouldn't I be the one feeling wronged?"

Shen Sui'an replied quickly, "Then I'll coax you."

She might not be able to appease her boyfriend, but appeasing the God of Wealth is a piece of cake.

Shen Sui'an cleared her throat, her voice incredibly sweet, "Baby, don't be angry~ It's all my fault, I'm the one who's wrong. It hurts me to see you sad."

Chen Zhi clicked his tongue, knowing full well that the little white rabbit's words were not true at all, and that her sweet talk was just empty platitudes.

But even those few light, insincere words made him listen to them from beginning to end.

There's really no other way.

Chen Zhi also rubbed his forehead, smiled helplessly, and said, "Go to sleep."

It's getting late.

She usually goes to bed around 10 p.m., but it's already 10:30 p.m.

"So, baby, you're not angry anymore?"

A phone call came in, and Chen Zhi answered it, typing back: 【Mm.】

I wasn't angry to begin with.

To prove he wasn't really angry, he casually transferred another 10 yuan.

Shen Sui'an was shocked and exclaimed several times.

And a 60-second audio recording, which cannot be listened to, is generated into text.

It was all sweet talk praising him, ending with "Goodnight, husband."

Chen Zhi also smiled and replied in text.

Tom: Goodnight.

Shen Sui'an now truly believed that he wasn't angry anymore. Before, he wouldn't even reply to her goodnight and good morning messages. And who would transfer money to their angry partner?

75 in one night, almost a million.

She wants to have this online romance until the end of time!

Song Shiyi hadn't returned yet, and the dormitory was quiet. Fortunately, there were still people in the next dormitory, and you could faintly hear their voices and the sound of flushing the toilet.

This kind of everyday sound makes people feel at ease.

When she woke up the next day, Song Shiyi was asleep on the opposite bed. She didn't know what time she had returned, and she hadn't heard any noise during the night.

Afraid of waking her, Shen Sui'an was very careful when she got out of bed.

Song Shiyi must have returned very late. She ran the water to wash up and went out, but Song Shiyi was still sleeping soundly.

Shen Sui'an practiced dancing at the dance studio for half a day, and on her way back, she stopped by the cafeteria to buy some things.

Back in the dormitory, I saw Song Shiyi just getting up.

He placed the food on her desk. "Shiyi, I brought you food."

Song Shiyi was a little surprised. She had only returned late last night and was starving. She didn't refuse, "Thank you. How much is it? I'll transfer it to you."

Shen Sui'an waved her hand, "No need, you can bring me some next time too."

Song Shiyi nodded.

Shen Sui'an grabbed her clothes and went to take a shower. After showering, she casually tied her hair up and went out.

To dissuade Chen Zhi from liking her, she didn't wear any makeup, only a thin layer of lip gloss.

Before leaving, I said goodbye to Song Shiyi.

The short holiday was only halfway over, and there weren't many people on campus. The sun was quite strong, so Shen Sui'an used a parasol to shield herself from the sun and walked at a moderate pace.

From afar, Chen Zhi could only see a pink and white lace umbrella walking towards the school gate. The umbrella was held too low, so he couldn't see the person clearly. He could only see that the hand holding the umbrella handle was very bony and had no excess flesh.

My mind wandered, and it seemed that dancing had strict requirements for body shape.

The little white rabbit is skinny; I wonder if it's been eating properly.

There weren't many people inside the school, but a lot of tourists were gathered at the school gate, some of whom were taking photos of the school gate plaque with their phones.

Some parents took advantage of the holiday to stand with their children and watch from the sidelines, chatting quietly with them about the school environment and admission standards. The children, carrying their bags, stood obediently to the side, looking into the school with curiosity and longing, and feeling a bit envious as they watched the students coming and going.

Shen Suian suddenly felt a little regretful, regretting that she hadn't dressed up properly to leave a good impression on these art students who were preparing for the exam.

It's too late to go back and exchange it now.

She walked out of the school gate, tilting her umbrella, subconsciously looking for Chen Zhiye's tall figure and his signature silver short hair.