The next day, Jiang Zhi got up very early.

She sat on the sofa in the living room, staring at her messy hair and blinking in confusion.

He looked sleepy, as if he would fall asleep while sitting at any moment.

It took a while before I was awakened by the ringing of a cell phone.

She picked it up casually.

Zhou Suihe's voice immediately rang out in the room: "Zhizhizhizhizhi. Did you play games with the Chicken God yesterday?"

Jiang Zhi replied calmly, "Yes, I played two games with his trumpet."

"No wonder." Zhou Suihe paused, then continued, "You don't know, I was shocked when I was browsing Weibo this morning. The top five trending searches were all about you two."

"It's normal. A professional esports player with girlfriends everywhere, and a troll streamer with haters all over the world. Anyone would want to take the opportunity to mock them."

"All those girlfriends of Chicken God on the trending searches are fake, but it's true that your haters are spread all over the world."

“…”

"Hey, why did Chicken God suddenly watch your live broadcast?" Zhou Suihe was curious.

"He wanted me to join ITG."

"ITG!!!?" Zhou Suihe's voice on the other side was obviously a degree higher.

"Yeah." Jiang Zhi replied calmly.

"He doesn't know ITG is your family's company. Do you think you're going to die joining ITG? If your mother knew you were still playing games, she'd definitely rip you off. Others might not know how much she disapproves of you playing games, but how could I?"

Jiang Zhi lowered her head, her upper eyelids slightly drooping, and for a moment it was impossible to tell her emotions.

As if he had noticed Jiang Zhi's condition, Zhou Suihe's voice became noticeably softer.

She consoled him, saying, "Your mother doesn't let you play games, just like... just like... just like your mother doesn't let Jiang Sui embroider, so you don't have to be sad. If he likes embroidery, he can do it secretly in bed, and you can also play games secretly at home."

As soon as Zhou Suihe finished speaking, Jiang Zhi's mind suddenly flashed with images.

Jiang Sui, a tall man of 185cm, sat cross-legged, turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone, and hid in the quilt, silently threading the needle. From time to time, he lost his patience and was pricked by the needle a few times.

Jiang Zhi laughed.

It seems to have a dull taste.

Seeing that her mood had improved, Zhou Suihe continued to ask, "Did you agree to him?"

"Of course not."

Zhou Suihe: "How did you answer? You can't just use your mother as an excuse. It's not your style to casually expose your scars."

Jiang Zhi thought about it for a moment before slowly saying, "I didn't say much to him. I just asked him three questions."

She counted on her fingers,

"Can professional players curse during a game?"

"Can professional players criticize others during post-match interviews?"

"Will professional players have their wages deducted for swearing?"

Zhou Suihe: "How did he answer you?"

"He said you can't curse, you can't insult people during interviews, and if you swear, your salary will be deducted."

"So I said that even though I was not allowed to curse and swear at others, and my salary was docked, to me, it was no different from asking me to be reborn. So I refused on the spot."

Zhou Suihe took a few seconds to digest the information in Jiang Zhi's words, and it took him a long time to recover.

Zhou Suihe, who was just going through a little drama in his head, suddenly cleared his mind and immediately said, "Is it possible that this was his first time being rejected, so he was angry and took advantage of your live broadcast to embarrass you?"

Just as Jiang Zhi was about to speak, Zhou Suihe continued to mutter, as if he was talking to Jiang Zhi, or as if he was sorting out his own thoughts.

"Then why does he still shower you with gifts? Does he have money to spare?"

"No. Could it be... zhizhizhizhizhi, could it be that the Chicken God was captivated by you the first time he saw you? No wonder he asked, 'Have we met before?'" Zhou Suihe's thoughts gradually opened up as he spoke with increasing enthusiasm. "I just remembered, isn't that what Jia Baoyu said when he first met Lin Daiyu?"

Seeing that there was no response from Jiang Zhi for a long time, Zhou Suihe stopped his guess and asked, "Zhizhi, what are you doing? Why are you not talking?"

Jiang Zhi drank quietly and said, "I'm listening carefully to your novel. I want to see if you can make up a child for me and Shen Weiqi later."

"Honestly, I think my guess is correct. Otherwise, there would be no point in him giving you gifts."

Jiang Zhi thought about it for a moment: "Maybe... he hates the rich?"

"When he gets ruthless, he even takes revenge on his own money."

"It's not impossible."

Zhou Suihe: “…”

Jiang Zhi and Zhou Suihe were still discussing why Shen Weiqi hated the rich.

The doorbell rang a few times.

Jiang Zhi was too lazy to argue with Zhou Suihe about the guy who disturbed her life. She said goodbye to Zhou Suihe, hung up the phone, got up and went to open the door.

As soon as she unlocked the door with her fingerprint, she turned her back to the door and walked into the room, yawning lazily as she said, "Brother, why are you here? Do you have morning classes today?"

Seeing that the person behind her didn't speak, she casually rubbed the hair on the back of her head and slowly turned around.

As his gaze focused, his eyelids, which had been lazily drooping, immediately lifted up in a very spirited manner.

Her bare feet were now carefully folded together, rubbing left and right. Her body was stiff and tense, revealing discomfort all over.

After a few seconds, he timidly and tremblingly called out, "Mom."

The person standing at the door replied in a very cold voice: "Go back to the house and put on your shoes, then meet me in the living room."

"good."

Jiang Zhi quickly agreed, ran to the bedroom, smoothed her frizzy hair, put on her slippers and walked out.

When she walked into the bedroom, Ms. Meng Qian was reading a newspaper.

She sat upright on the sofa, staring intently at the newspaper in her hand, her facial expression showing the same faint smile that hadn't changed for a century, the corners of her lips slightly raised, looking very peaceful, but one couldn't tell any change in her emotions.

She was plump, not fat, but slightly fleshy, and even now, sitting on the leather sofa, the sag was clearly visible. This scene might be a very common scene for others, but the person sitting there was Meng Qian.

The aura of a socialite that she has cultivated since childhood makes her seem as if she is not reading a newspaper but taking a photo, and there is no flaw in every frame.

Jiang Zhi slowly approached, sat next to Meng Qian, and asked, "Mom, why are you free to come here today?"

Meng Qian withdrew her gaze from the newspaper and looked at her carefully: "Why do you live here?"

But you can’t say that you are doing it for live streaming.

Jiang Zhi thought of a thousand excuses before finally finding the most appropriate one: "I had a conflict with someone in the dormitory."

"Is it a big deal?"

Meng Qian's voice was gentle, and her tone was even softer, as if without any emotion.

But Jiang Zhi, who was raised by Meng Qian since childhood, doesn't think so. The more gentle her mother is, the more terrifying she is.

Jiang Zhi smiled and replied casually, "Not much, just a little fight between classmates."

"Oh." Meng Qian retracted her gaze and continued, "Since it's not big, I'll tell your principal tomorrow and ask her to change her major and go to another school."

Jiang Zhi immediately stopped him: "No, no, no, I'll pack up and go back to the dormitory."

Jiang Zhi had no idea how many times she had seen Meng Qian's efficiency.

When she was in high school, the son of a nouveau riche in her class confessed his love to her. Meng Qian found out about it and left a message saying, "It's summer now, the stock market should cool down." The next day, the nouveau riche went bankrupt.

Thinking about it now, Jiang Zhi feels a little scared.

If she had agreed at that time, Meng Qian would probably have thrown that family, including their ancestors, abroad.

Meng Qian put away the newspaper and said, "Then I'll ask Jiang Sui to come and help you."

Jiang Zhi compromised: "Okay."

Seeing that Jiang Zhi agreed, Meng Qian was not idle either. While Jiang Zhi went back to the room to pack up, she quickly called Jiang Sui.

Jiang Zhi didn't quite hear what the two were talking about, but she vaguely heard Meng Qian ask Jiang Sui to bring a few more people over.

Jiang Suiying didn't agree. Jiang Zhi didn't know, and she didn't want to know.

The only thing she wanted to know now was what to do with her games after she moved out of here.

You can't go to see Zhou Suihe every day.

After Jiang Zhi had packed everything, Jiang Sui came over slowly.

Glancing at the luggage piled up around the door, he sighed, "With so much stuff, Jiang Zhi, you need several clones to use it all."

Jiang Zhi, who had just dragged a heavy bag to the door, stood up, pinched her waist, and said, "Jiang Sui, was it you who told Mom about it?"

Jiang Sui: "You also know Mom's temper. Do you think I can calm her down without telling her?"

"So, you betrayed your sister?"

"Raise your sister for a thousand days and use her for a moment."

Jiang Zhi: "..."

She really regretted not being born before Jiang Sui.

Then kill him when he is still an egg cell.

Jiang Sui asked: "Why don't I see Ms. Meng Qian? She's not in the living room, is she?"

"No, she left a few minutes before you came."

Jiang Sui breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay, you came at the right time."

Jiang Zhi rolled her eyes at him and said disdainfully, "Are you here alone? You..." If you came alone, you might not be able to move everything.

Before Jiang Zhi could finish the second half of his sentence, he saw a large group of people walking out from behind Jiang Sui.

Shen Weiqi, squid, Han Bing, He Xiaoxi, Xing Changan, mia.

Jiang Zhi: "!"

She was just moving, why did that bastard Jiang Sui bring the entire ITG team over?

Jiang Sui smiled and said, "Luckily she left. Otherwise, if they hadn't seen me, the entire ITG team would have come over and killed me. It's great that she left. We have to move our things before she gets back."

Seeing her surprised look, Jiang Sui added, "You should know them all. They are the backbone of the ITG team."

Jiang Zhi smiled awkwardly twice and stared at Jiang Sui with hatred.

She not only knew them, but except for Xing Changan and Shen Weiqi, almost everyone else had been subjected to her "sweet talk" in various ways.

And she greeted almost all of their ancestors.

It would seem a bit fake if she said she didn't know this acquaintance who was so familiar that she couldn't be more familiar.