Does she not like him anymore?
Si Yiheng wanted to ask again.
But in the end, he didn’t dare to voice the question.
Or maybe Shen Qinghan wasn’t Photoshopping pictures to stir up trouble—perhaps everything Shu Yu had said to him before was just to appease him, and dating him was only ever about waiting for a breakup.
Si Yiheng’s thoughts were in a tangle for the first time, scattered so wildly that he couldn’t grasp any single thread.
Shu Yu was studying when her phone buzzed. She immediately picked it up and glanced at it, breaking out in a cold sweat.
After finishing her mission, she hadn’t planned on squeezing any more money out of Si Yiheng.
She never expected that going two weeks without asking him for cash would prompt him to question her like this.
Shu Yu called out to Iron Egg, “Iron Egg, did Si Yiheng figure something out?”
Iron Egg: [Impossible. How could he notice anything from you not taking money? Is he that sharp?]
Who in their right mind would jump from “she stopped asking for money” to “she wants to break up”?
Shu Yu explained to Iron Egg, “I told Si Yiheng before that I like his money because I like him.”
Iron Egg: […]
Iron Egg: [That’s obviously just sweet talk. If Si Yiheng actually believed that, he’d have to be pretty simple-minded.]
Shu Yu: “…”
Was Si Yiheng simple-minded? She felt he had more tricks up his sleeve than a lotus root has holes.
Iron Egg gritted its teeth: [It’s fine. Just keep taking his money for now, and return it all to him later.]
Shu Yu tentatively sent Si Yiheng a message.
LittleFishSwimming: I’ve been studying lately, and I was painting before that. I’ve been so busy I forgot to ask you for money.
LittleFishSwimming: Gege, if I don’t ask, won’t you offer it yourself? You’re utterly unqualified!
LittleFishSwimming: Cat reaching out paw.jpg
ATM: Transfer of 100,000.
Shu Yu: “?”
Shu Yu stared blankly at the 100,000 transfer from Si Yiheng. He hadn’t sent such a small amount in a long time.
Before she could reply, a new message from Si Yiheng came through.
ATM: Transfer of 10,000,000.
This 10 million was more in line with Si Yiheng’s usual style.
Shu Yu didn’t hesitate any longer and accepted both the 100,000 and the 10 million from Si Yiheng.
LittleFishSwimming: Thanks, Gege.
ATM: No need to thank me.
Si Yiheng stared blankly at Shu Yu’s message. The first 100,000 transfer was because he felt that Shu Yu used to be highly motivated to ask for money until it reached a certain threshold.
If he had to guess, it was somewhere above 90 million.
Back then, she had refused the 150 million from Grandpa, yet wanted the 10 million he gave her.
The 150 million seemed less important to Shu Yu than that 10 million.
Maybe it was less important than his 10 million.
Why?
Did money from different people mean something different?
Si Yiheng couldn’t figure it out.
After transferring the 10 million, he seemed to be seeking another possibility—he wanted to tell Shu Yu that he still had money, that she shouldn’t really break up with him like in Shen Qinghan’s Photoshopped picture.
LittleFishSwimming: Gege, are you done with work yet?
Shu Yu’s message pulled Si Yiheng back from his messy thoughts.
ATM: Just finished today.
LittleFishSwimming: Then get some good rest today. You must not have rested properly in a long time.
Shu Yu glanced several times at the delivery tracking, which showed her package would arrive by 9 a.m. the next day. If Si Yiheng rested in City B for a day and then flew back, he shouldn’t see it.
This shipping was way too slow.
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ATM: Mm.
At that moment, Si Yiheng felt that Shu Yu was still the same as before.
She still liked him.
Si Yiheng raised his hand to stop the car and looked at Assistant Xiao Wang. “Do you think what Shen Qinghan sent earlier was real or fake?”
Assistant Xiao Wang caught on instantly. “Young President Si, you should go back first. I still have some arrangements to handle at the overseas department. I’ll arrange a driver to pick you up remotely and ensure you get back on time to see Miss Shu Yu.”
Si Yiheng’s long eyes half-lowered. “Alright. If you need technical staff, you can mobilize them. If you need money, take it from my account.”
Si Yiheng added, “And your position should be moving up soon.”
Assistant Xiao Wang’s face lit up with joy. “Thank you, Young President Si.”
Assistant Xiao Wang immediately went after Shen Qinghan. He found a few shoplifters and told them he wanted Shen Qinghan’s phone.
The shoplifters glanced at Assistant Xiao Wang with some disdain, as if looking down on him for not knowing his stuff.
A new phone, and he wanted an old one.
Assistant Xiao Wang: “…”
A crowd surged past, and Shen Qinghan was knocked to the ground. When he got up, his phone was gone.
Shen Qinghan: “…”
Was he some kind of magnet for these thieves?
Last time, they stole his photos. This time, they took his phone.
Would these shoplifters ever let up!
Assistant Xiao Wang took the phone to the company’s tech department.
After unlocking the phone, Assistant Xiao Wang didn’t dare look at much.
He was a genius. Why bother investigating whether Shen Qinghan Photoshopped the pictures? Just steal the phone—the “source files” would all be in there!
Ye Ning suddenly had to go home, and Shu Yu was a bit reluctant to see her leave.
Ye Ning was breezy about it. “Our big brother was particularly sensible this time. He promised me I can come hang out with you again next time.”
Shu Yu nodded. “Very sensible.”
Si Yiheng, who was watching the surveillance feed, remained silent.
As Ye Ning was about to leave, the two girls huddled together, chattering endlessly. Si Yiheng wondered how Ye Ning always found so many topics to discuss with Shu Yu.
Ye Ning was like a chatterbox.
Ye Ning said, “Baby, I’m leaving. Next time your boyfriend isn’t around, I’ll come sleep over again.”
Shu Yu: “…?”
She blinked slowly and reminded her, “Ning Ning, you’re my friend, not someone I keep on the side.”
Ye Ning: “…”
Si Yiheng, watching the surveillance: “…”
Ye Ning smacked her forehead. “Oh, right. Occupational habit.”
Shu Yu’s eyes widened in curiosity. “What new job have you taken up without telling me?”
Ye Ning replied, “I’ve been writing competitive male-love-triangle fiction lately, and I’m getting into character.”
Shu Yu’s round eyes sparkled with novelty. “You’re playing the part of the mistress?”
Ye Ning pursed her lips. “Ahem, of course it’s most fun to play the mistress—getting all that forbidden thrill behind the wife’s back while cuddling with the female lead.”
Shu Yu found herself convinced by Ye Ning’s logic. Ye Ning was just immersing herself in the role—she wasn’t actually doing anything harmful.
She hadn’t even suggested playing the husband beating up the mistress.
Ye Ning was already being very kind.
After Ye Ning left, Shu Yu reviewed her lessons in the living room while waiting for her package.
When she heard the doorbell ring and received a call from the courier saying her package had arrived, Shu Yu sighed in relief.
The timing worked out perfectly—the package arrived before Si Yiheng came home.
After waiting five minutes to make sure the courier was gone, Shu Yu walked over and opened the door.
The moment the door swung open, Shu Yu locked eyes with Si Yiheng, who was picking up her package.
Shu Yu: w(ﾟДﾟ)w
Oh no, the package and Si Yiheng had arrived home at the exact same time.
Shu Yu hurried over to get the package. "Gege, why are you back so early? I can get it myself."
Si Yiheng didn’t miss the slightly flustered look on Shu Yu’s face. He stared into her eyes.
"Baby, what’s inside? Are you afraid I’ll see it?"
