My online dating circle has millions of followers, why would she put a collar on me?

Jiang Miaomiao shrank back into a ball after being yelled at, her eyes reddening again: "Then, what should we do... I don't want to go to jail..."

Jiang Yi looked at her pitiful appearance and finally softened.

He slumped back into his chair, picked up the now-cold coffee, and downed it in one gulp, the bitter taste spreading from the tip of his tongue all the way to his stomach.

After a long silence, he finally spoke, his voice sounding as tired as if he had aged ten years overnight: "Sell the account first, and pay back as much as you can. As for Su Xiaoyue... let me find out the specifics first."

Seeing that he had relented, Jiang Miaomiao quickly nodded like a chick pecking at rice, and then swiftly took out her phone.

Even if he sold his blood or kidneys, he couldn't raise the money.

The only hope is probably to sell those game accounts first, see how much we can get back, and then... well, we'll just have to take it one step at a time.

However, Jiang Yi was unaware that while he was in a daze, Jiang Miaomiao slightly raised her phone, pointing the camera at her side.

Jiang Yi suddenly turned his head and stared at Jiang Miaomiao.

"Did you ask? How much is it worth?"

"what!"

Jiang Miaomiao exclaimed in surprise, then hurriedly said, "About two hundred and fifty or sixty thousand."

"Two hundred and fifty to two hundred and sixty thousand." Jiang Yi repeated the number, shook his head with a wry smile, "We're still one million short."

Jiang Miaomiao glanced at him cautiously and tentatively said, "Brother, how about... you borrow some from your wife?"

"Your sister-in-law is even poorer than you!" Jiang Yi glared at her, annoyed.

"Her family isn't well-off either. You schemed against me, fine, but you're scheming against your sister-in-law too?"

Jiang Miaomiao shrank back and dared not utter another word.

Jiang Yi stood up, picked up his coat from the back of the chair, and said in a deep voice, "Transfer the money from selling the account to me immediately. You are not allowed to keep a single penny. Don't tell anyone about this for now, especially Mom and Dad, understand?"

"I heard you, I heard you!" Jiang Miaomiao nodded repeatedly.

After giving these instructions, Jiang Yi hurriedly ran out; he didn't want to stay with Jiang Miaomiao for even a second longer.

However, just as he stepped outside, his phone rang.

Jiang Yi initially thought it was a message from his girlfriend, but he only realized it after unlocking his screen.

The message came from the account that was stolen from Jiang Miaomiao.

The message was sent by someone with the online name "Little Moon".

Little Moon: Baby, what are you doing?

Little Moon: Baby, you haven't talked to me for ages, I miss you o(*////▽////*)q

Jiang Yi stared at the two messages on his phone screen, feeling his fingers trembling.

Little Moon: Baby, what are you doing?

Little Moon: Baby, you haven't talked to me for ages, I miss you o(*////▽////*)q

Su Xiaoyue's tone when sending messages is so sweet it's sickening.

Jiang Yi felt that if his girlfriend used those cutesy emoticons as a slang term, he would be instantly charmed to death.

But this person happened to be a so-called "online dating partner," which instantly gave Jiang Yi goosebumps all over his body.

He took a deep breath and instinctively tried to put his phone back in his pocket and pretend he hadn't seen it.

But then I thought again—no.

Jiang Miaomiao just said that Su Xiaoyue has become suspicious and is making a fuss about video calls every day.

If "he" suddenly stopped replying to messages for a long time at this point, given Su Xiaoyue's sensitive personality, she would probably explode at any moment.

When they investigate, everything will be over.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yi gritted his teeth, his fingers stiffly hovering above the screen.

He had lived for twenty-one years and had never been this nervous chatting with his girlfriend, Xia Anmian.

Xia Anmian is a straightforward person who never beats around the bush and never uses emoticons.

He had absolutely no idea how to respond to this coquettish behavior.

After hesitating for a full half minute, he finally typed out a line:

"I was busy just now and only just saw the message."

send.

It's too stiff.

Looking at the sentence he had posted, Jiang Yi felt like slapping himself.

Jiang Miaomiao has been talking to people for almost a year, so her tone definitely isn't like that.

Her sudden change to such coldness is obvious to anyone.

Sure enough, Su Xiaoyue replied almost instantly:

Little Moon: Baby, why are you so cold today? ╥﹏╥

Little Moon: Did I do something to upset you?

Little Moon: Tell me, and I'll change! (´;ω;`)

Jiang Yi was completely baffled.

He stood on the sidewalk, the March wind chilling his back, yet a fine layer of sweat beaded on his forehead.

The pedestrians around him hurried by, and no one noticed that the young man was holding a cell phone as if he were holding some kind of time bomb.

He forced himself to recall Jiang Miaomiao's usual speaking style.

That girl was very talkative when she spoke to him, but when she pretended to be a boy online to deceive people, she definitely had to switch to a different tone.

He scrolled through the account's previous chat history—Jiang Miaomiao should have deleted the earlier messages, but the ones from the last few days were still there.

After sliding up a few times, Jiang Yi's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

In the chat interface, "he" addressed Su Xiaoyue as: baby, little moon, wife.

Su Xiaoyue's replies were always: Husband, My Dear Husband, Darling.

Jiang Yi felt like his worldview had collapsed.

His sister, his own sister, used his photo to call a strange girl "wife".

And that strange girl had been calling her "husband" on her sister's account for almost a year.

And now, the account is in his hands.

"Jiang Miaomiao, you've really committed a terrible sin," Jiang Yi muttered to himself, gritting his teeth.

Moreover, the fact that she transferred so much money wasn't something the girl did willingly; it was clearly Jiang Miaomiao subtly hinting at something under the guise of giving an excuse.

For example, post a photo of a broken phone screen.

The accompanying message reads, "My dear wife, my phone is broken, so I might not be able to reply to your messages promptly for a while."

Immediately afterwards, a transfer of 20,000 yuan was sent, along with the following message:

Baby, the Fruit 20 is coming out! Let's go buy the new Fruit 20! (づ￣ 3￣)づ

Looking at these messages, Jiang Yi felt an urge to strangle Jiang Miaomiao.

However, before I could think any further, another message popped up on my phone:

Little Moon: Honey, why aren't you saying anything?

Little Moon: Are you not going to talk to me anymore? (╥﹏╥)

The word "husband" struck Jiang Yi's temples like two heavy hammer blows.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then, with all his acting skills, typed a few words on the screen:

"No, I was busy just now, why would I not want to talk to you?"

send.

Then he added:

"Don't overthink it."

After sending that message, Jiang Yi almost threw his phone away.

Having lived for twenty-one years, he had never even coaxed his own girlfriend like this more than a few times, yet now he was actually saying the word "good girl" to a complete stranger.

Sure enough, the effect of this statement was immediate.

Little Moon: Mmm! I knew my husband was the best!

Little Moon: Honey, are you done with your work? Are you tired today?

Little Moon: I ordered you milk tea, it should be delivered to your office in a bit~

Jiang Yi's heart skipped a beat.

company?

He quickly scrolled up through the chat history and discovered that "he" had previously told Su Xiaoyue that he worked as a programmer at an internet company in Beijing and had even given her a specific address.

This girl is quite good at making up lies.

Jiang Yi gasped, his fingers flying across the keyboard: "No need to give me anything. Don't waste money in the future."

Little Moon: How can this be called wasting money! It's only natural for me to spend money on my husband!

Jiang Yi thought for a moment, then carefully began to steer the conversation in the direction he wanted:

"You really don't need to spend money on me anymore. Keep your own money for yourself. After all, you just had surgery and may need money later."

After the message was sent, there was a long silence on the other end.

Jiang Yi's heart jumped. Had he said it too deliberately?

Did they figure it out?

About two minutes later, Su Xiaoyue's message finally arrived:

Little Moon: Honey, are you worried about me?

Little Moon: It's okay, the surgery is all done and I'm recovering very well. I can't even spend all the pocket money my parents give me.

Little Moon: You know, from childhood to adulthood, besides them, you're the only one who's ever been this good to me.

Little Moon: Spending money on you makes me happiest (*^▽^*)