Chapter 52 What is the little girl's name?

11:38:01!

"Our online course sales have exceeded one million!"

"That's fantastic!"

......

Lin Siyue's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement, her face flushed with emotion.

As Gao Wen walked out of the classroom after class, Lin Siyue ran over and hugged her, exclaiming, "Sister Wenwen, one million! We've broken one million! We broke one million in just one day! And you've surpassed two million followers!"

"Gently, gently—" Gao Wen was struggling to breathe from the tightness and quickly said.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't control myself." Lin Siyue quickly let go of Gao Wen, still somewhat excited. "One million! It sold exceptionally well! Sister Mei said she wants to order a cake to celebrate tonight, and asked me to ask for your opinion."

“Sure, let’s celebrate together. Thank you all for your hard work,” Gao Wen said.

The online pre-recorded courses that we had been planning to propose have finally been launched.

Gao Wen was responsible for designing and recording the course, while Zhang Ni and the others completed the subsequent work. She believed that this achievement belonged to everyone and was the result of their joint efforts.

Offline sales have a cap, but online sales are different; they represent a much larger market.

"It's not hard at all! I'm going to tell Sister Mei." Lin Siyue skipped away.

Gao Wen returned to the classroom and received a message from Fang Han.

Today is Friday, her day of indulgence. He asked her what she wanted to eat, and he went to buy it.

Gao Wen's slender fingers moved quickly as she sent him a message: "Not tonight, I'm having a small get-together at the museum after I finish work."

Fang Han: [Okay. I'm working overtime at the company. Message me when you're done.]

Gao Wen: [Mmm. I'll bring you a cake when I go back. /smile/]

Fang Han: [Image]

He replied with an emoji: a憨厚可爱 (honest and adorable) giant panda bowing in thanks, its smile both cute and a little serious.

Gao Wen looked at the meme and suddenly smiled softly, her eyes crinkling.

She felt comfortable and at ease when she was with him, and she didn't mind getting to know him better at all.

evening.

After the members finished their classes, Yuhe Yoga Studio became lively.

Xu Mei not only ordered a cake, but also bought a lot of snacks and fruits. She even had a scene specially set up in the large classroom, with champagne on it, creating a great atmosphere.

"Our first toast is to Teacher Wenwen. Without Teacher Wenwen, our school wouldn't have grown so quickly," Xu Mei raised her glass. "Our first toast must be to Teacher Wenwen."

“That’s right!” Lin Siyue agreed wholeheartedly, saying casually, “I must toast Sister Wenwen, I’ll drink first!”

Seeing the enthusiasm of the crowd, Gao Wen couldn't resist. She took a couple of sips of her drink and then slipped away to the side.

She can't drink alcohol; she has class tomorrow.

Xu Mei gave a brief speech and outlined the arrangements for the rest of the day. Everyone ate and drank casually.

Gao Wen checked the time; she had to leave before eleven o'clock.

She sent Fang Han a message, selected a small cake and a small gift box, said goodbye, and left.

Gao Wen went out the door, and before she even reached the roadside, Fang Han came over from the other side, smiling, and asked, "Is the party over?"

"No, they're all singing karaoke. I have to go back early; I still have things to finish, and I need to get up early tomorrow," Gao Wen said, handing him the packaged cake and small gift box containing snacks. "I brought these for you; the cake is quite delicious."

"Thank you." Fang Han smiled and took it. He looked at the cake in the box. Although it was small, it was very exquisite. It was covered with various red "get rich quick" declarations.

The font was too small, so Fang Han took a closer look.

"Isn't it unique? I don't know how they came up with that," Gao Wen said as she walked forward. "Things like 'getting richer every day,' 'limitless wealth,' 'money coming from all directions,' 'money coming from all corners of the world'..."

"It is quite interesting," Fang Han chuckled.

“This cake is filled with our desire to make money,” Gao Wen said, then looked at Fang Han and smiled. “If you finish this cake, you might have good luck and wealth to come.”

Gao Wen walked slowly forward with her hands behind her back. As she spoke, she leaned towards Fang Han, her almond-shaped eyes forming crescent moons, and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Because we achieved over a million in sales for our online courses in just one day, isn't that amazing?!"

This is a major breakthrough for Gao Wen.

This shows that online courses are effective and have huge potential for further development.

"That's amazing!" Fang Han gave her a thumbs up. He looked at the cake and smiled, "I have to share in this good luck. Thank you for sharing."

Gao Wen's smile deepened as she continued walking forward, her tone tinged with relief and joy: "This series should sell well in the future, and I estimate I can get a considerable share of the profits."

"Yes, it will be very considerable," Fang Han told her confidently.

Gao Wen lowered her eyes and continued walking forward: "I've taken another step closer to my wish."

"Your wish?" Fang Han asked.

“Yes,” Gao Wen looked up at him and pointed to the brightly lit neighborhood. “Didn’t I say that I want to settle down here, buy my own house, and have a home in City A?” she said, her eyes shining and her tone full of confidence. “The last time I told you, I couldn’t even afford a decent place to rent. It seemed like an unattainable dream. Now I feel that I can achieve it, and it won’t be slow.”

“I see—” Fang Han smiled. “You said you wanted to settle down here, live in a big house, preferably with a gym and a study, and also have big floor-to-ceiling windows.”

Gao Wen was stunned for a moment, not expecting him to remember so clearly.

Fang Han's smile remained unchanged: "A house that meets your criteria is not easy to find."

“That was just my initial thought, but I’ve changed it now,” Gao Wen said, lowering her eyes and continuing to walk forward. “Actually, there’s no need to put too much pressure on yourself. The house can be smaller; that’s not the most important thing.”

"I can earn quite a bit of money now, so buying a small house shouldn't be a problem."

A house is still a must.

She wants to settle down here. Although she is quite happy with her shared apartment, she still wants to have her own place in the future. However, she will not rely on anyone; she has the ability to do so on her own.

Fang Han followed and said with a smile, "Your idea is fine, no need to change it. However, if you want to see the night view from the floor-to-ceiling windows, you'll have to be on a high floor. The houses in the core area of ​​City A are not high."

“The newly developed properties in recent years are all quite far away, making travel inconvenient.”

Gao Wen didn't think that much about it. When she heard Fang Han say that, she just felt that he had done his homework.

Did her casual remark last time make him think so much?

“I haven’t thought that far ahead. Right now, all I can think about is graduating smoothly,” Gao Wen said in an extremely relaxed tone. “Besides, I don’t plan to move out before graduation. I’m going to ask the landlord to renew my lease in a few days.”

"How long do you want to renew your visa?" Fang Han asked, sounding a little nervous.

Gao Wen's apartment was sublet by her colleague, and the lease expires at the end of this month.

She never mentioned it, and Fang Han didn't dare to ask, fearing she would move out, since she didn't lack the money now.

"About six months, I'll be graduating by then. I'm too busy to keep moving around, so living here is fine, it's convenient and close to the yoga studio." Gao Wen remembered the hardship she went through when looking for a place last time and really didn't want to go through it again.

There's nothing wrong with this place.

Fang Han treated her very well, which was a reason she didn't explicitly state.

"Six months is fine, the landlord just happens to have a minimum six-month lease." Fang Han breathed a sigh of relief, the corners of his lips slightly upturned. "I'll talk to the landlord for you in a few days. I've already spoken to him before, and I was worried he wouldn't listen to you."

“Okay,” Gao Wen said with a smile, “Let’s renew the contract for another six months first.”

"Mm." Fang Han nodded with a smile.

He was naturally overjoyed that she could stay here.

......

After returning home, Fang Han opened the cake, ready to enjoy it.

Gao Wen didn't go back to her room; she sat down at the dining table instead. She wanted to chat with Fang Han for a while, otherwise he would be all alone, which would be very lonely.

"I'll go wash some fruit." Fang Han got up and went to the kitchen.

Gao Wen sat at the dining table, her gaze shifting from the small cake to the watch beside her.

That was the watch she gave to Fang Han, and it seems he's been wearing it ever since that day.

Fang Han would pick them when washing fruit and cooking.

Gao Wen had reminded him that the watch was waterproof, but he would still take it off next time.

She looked at Fang Han, who was busy in the kitchen, and her eyes flickered slightly.

"Shall I heat up a glass of milk for you? It'll help you sleep better," Fang Han asked gently as he poked his head out of the kitchen.

"Mm." Gao Wen nodded.

She rested her chin on her hand and once again felt that it didn't matter if the house was a little smaller. She was capable now and didn't need to rely on others by selling her marriage.

This kind of simple, ordinary life is just fine.

A moment later, Fang Han brought a glass of warm milk and placed it in front of Gao Wen with a smile.

Gao Wen smiled and said, "Thank you~~"

She likes this kind of life.

......

Back in the room.

After washing up, Gao Wen used her skincare routine to start a live stream.

Her fans are very loyal. Even when she's just chatting casually, she quickly gained tens of thousands of followers shortly after she started broadcasting, followed by more than ten thousand or twenty thousand. There are also many wealthy women who give her tips.

"Thank you for your support, beautiful ladies," Gao Wen said, feeling flattered by the thousands of yuan she had received. The vast majority of her fans were women, spanning all age groups.

Lin Siyue told Gao Wen that her account was very valuable, comparable to that of a major internet celebrity, and if she continued to cultivate it like this, it would soon rival the top influencers.

Gao Wen thought it was an exaggeration. Lin Siyue's analysis was that these fans were all women, not pornographic, willing to spend money, and highly engaged. This kind of account has great commercial value.

Gao Wen's live stream was short; she had to end it on time. After thanking the wealthy sister again and saying goodnight to her fans, she went offline.

She took her phone, lay down on the bed, looked at the 99+ private messages, and casually clicked on one.

Gao Wen usually doesn't reply; she just checks the status.

Most of them were expressions of admiration for her and declarations of love from women.

Gao Wen scrolled down and came across a message asking for help.

She clicked on it, and it was clearly a copy-paste message, a generic, widely distributed one, but she still clicked on that person's profile.

The other person's ID was: "Yaoyao's Mom is Trying Hard".

All the videos are the same, all of them are requests for help, and several are posted every day.

The profile picture shows a skinny little girl with sallow skin; she's supposed to be seven, but she looks like she's four or five.

In the video, a little girl sits on the back of an electric scooter, being driven by a petite woman who is delivering food.

Because of the high cost of medical care, they persevere regardless of wind or rain.

Such incidents are all too common.

Gao Wen came across more than one such case.

There are too many poor people in this society, too many to count.

Just as Gao Wen was about to give up, she saw a reply from "Yaoyao's Mom is Trying Her Best" under a comment from a netizen who advised her to give up: "I am her mother. I brought her into this world, so I am responsible for her. Even if the final result is not what I want, at least I won't regret it."

When Gao Wen saw this message, she paused for a moment, but she replied to the private message without hesitation.

*

early morning.

When Zhang Ni arrived at work, she saw Hu Hong sitting in the break room and greeted her, "Good morning, Aunt Hu."

"Good morning," Hu Hong responded warmly, waving and saying, "Come have some tea! Have you had breakfast? There are pastries to eat."

Zhang Ni walked over with a smile: "Have you finished your class?"

This auntie comes every day, sometimes staying for the whole morning, she's more diligent than they are at work.

"You're done? I've rested for a while now." Hu Hong poured her tea and whispered, "I'm so tired today, I'm in so much pain, but I managed to get through it all!"

"I really admire you. You can teach us a small class tomorrow, focusing on the shoulders and neck, which won't be too tiring," Zhang Ni said.

Hu Hong: "Okay, okay."

As the two were chatting, a member came out of another classroom and walked over with a smile. Zhang Ni asked, "May I ask if Teacher Wenwen has a boyfriend?"

Upon hearing this, the two people who were chatting immediately stopped talking.

Zhang Ni hadn't paid much attention to it before, but now she was going to keep an eye on things for Fang Han.

Hu Hong wanted to introduce Hu Yiyu and Gao Wen to each other, but since the two had never met before, she couldn't let her get involved.

“Teacher Wenwen is still young, and she said she doesn’t plan to date,” Zhang Ni said.

“We can get to know each other first and become friends,” this member wasn’t as easily refused as some others. She continued, “I run a small company, and my nephew graduated from the University of Science and Technology in City A and started helping me at the company. He majored in communications engineering and works as a programmer. He’ll be working here from now on, and he plans to buy a house after he gets married. He said he likes tall, fair-skinned women with good figures, so I wanted to ask him about it.”

Zhang Ni laughed: "So many people have come to ask about Teacher Wenwen, but she said she doesn't plan to date."

"I'll wait for her and ask her. I also brought photos to show her." The female member was quite difficult; after saying that, she went to the side to change her clothes.

As soon as the person left, Hu Hong remembered the other party's shallow demands and lowered her voice to Zhang Ni, saying, "What's so great about programmers? They often work overtime, and they'll have big bellies and bald heads. How are they worthy of Wenwen?!"

They also require someone to be tall, fair-skinned, and have a good figure.

Choosing a concubine?

This person is bad because of this.

You cannot select this!

Zhang Ni was quite troubled when she heard this, considering that Fang Han was also a programmer.

She didn't know how to refute it.

Hu Hong added disdainfully, "People from outside the province don't have household registration. It's very troublesome not having household registration; you still need to buy a house and pay a mortgage! Not to mention a car."

Her nephew, Hu Yiyu, is a resident of City A. His family owns a villa, a house, and a car, all paid for in full!

“That’s right, you can’t do without a local household registration,” Zhang Ni strongly agreed. “It’s not easy to get a local household registration, so you have to find a local person with a car and a house and a good income, so Wenwen can suffer less.”

Fang Han fits the bill perfectly.

They are locals, own houses and cars, and have high incomes.

“Yes, either don’t look for someone, or look for someone who is good to her, has good conditions, a good family, a high level of education, and a good job—” Hu Hong listed a bunch of conditions.

"Good character is very important," Zhang Ni emphasized.

Fang Han is a good person.

"Yes, yes, that's the most important thing." Hu Hong thought of her nephew, what a good young man, warm-hearted, kind, and well-mannered with no bad habits.

As Zhang Ni and Hu Hong were talking, the female member stood at the door waiting for Gao Wen to finish class.

Both of them could crane their necks to that side, stretching their necks out.

I'm very nervous.

They only breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the disappointed look on the female member's face.

A toad shouldn't even dream of eating swan meat!

snort!

When Gao Wen came out of the classroom, she saw Hu Hong and Zhang Ni chatting happily, so she walked over with a smile and asked, "What are you talking about? You seem to be having a lot of fun."

"Let's just chat," Hu Hong said, then looked at Gao Wen and remembered something. "By the way, Wenwen, I said last time I'd take you to see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor and get some herbal medicine. Do you want to come?"

Gao Wen frowned and shook her head, while Xu Mei, who had just arrived, pressed on, "Where is this TCM doctor from? Is it very effective?"

“It works! I took two doses of the medicine and it was effective,” Hu Hong said. “He’s not some quack doctor, he’s the vice president of a hospital that combines traditional Chinese and Western medicine. I always have my nephew book the appointments, otherwise I can’t get one.”

Xu Mei walked over and said, "Auntie, could you help me hang one up? I've been having insomnia lately, I haven't slept well for almost half a month, my heart is racing, but the tests can't find anything wrong."

"I have to ask for you." Hu Hong didn't agree rashly and made a phone call to Hu Yiyu.

A short while later, Hu Hong returned: "My nephew said that there are only appointments available on Friday afternoon, but you have to go through the special needs clinic, and the registration fee is expensive."

"Okay," Xu Mei readily agreed. "Thank you. Should I go directly there then?"

"I'll go with you. I haven't seen him in a long time either." Hu Hong needed to find out Hu Yiyu's thoughts first.

Friday.

Hu Hong had her afternoon classes, and Xu Mei arrived early to wait for her. Hu Hong was surprised to find that Gao Wen had come along as well.

Xu Mei explained, "We rented the second floor and need to renovate a few classrooms. The design company happens to be near the hospital. Teacher Wenwen will go to the design institute first to communicate, while I go to the hospital for a check-up. I'll go over there later."

"I see," Hu Hong said, then asked Gao Wen again, "Wenwen, aren't you going to see a doctor? Get some treatment and have your pulse checked."

If Gao Wen wants to see it, Hu Hong will have to swallow her pride and ask Hu Yiyu for help.

Xu Mei's case was simply following the proper procedures; it didn't count as using connections.

"Auntie, please spare me." Gao Wen really didn't want to take Chinese medicine, and she frowned as she spoke.

Hu Hong stopped pressuring her.

Xu Mei drove, while Hu Hong and Gao Wen sat in the back.

Upon arriving at the design institute, Gao Wen got out of the car first, while Hu Hong and Xu Mei went to the hospital.

Gao Wen's side was resolved relatively quickly. Communication with the design institute went smoothly, and a large classroom and three small classrooms were added on the second floor, one for a core bed, one for a supermodel bed, and one for floor yoga.

When she still hadn't heard from Xu Mei, she called her.

Xu Mei encountered a minor issue; the doctor was attending to an emergency patient, so they have to wait.

After leaving the design institute, Gao Wen found a seat in a coffee shop across from the hospital, planning to wait for Xu Mei to finish her appointment so they could go to the design institute together to discuss and finalize the plan.

She had just sat down when Hu Hong called her.

A short while later, Hu Hong came out of the hospital and went to the coffee shop to find Gao Wen.

Hu Hong sat down and said, "My nephew is busy and I haven't seen him. Never mind."

"Doctors are just very busy, there's nothing we can do about it." Gao Wen smiled and handed her a menu. "Take a look and see what you'd like to drink."

“I don’t drink coffee; it’s not good for older people,” Hu Hong said.

"How about I order you a glass of orange juice? Is that alright?" Gao Wen asked.

Before Hu Hong could reply, she received a message on her phone. She opened it and saw that it was from Hu Yiyu.

He said he was almost done with his work and asked Hu Hong if she had gone home yet.

Hu Hong said she was at a coffee shop outside the hospital.

Hu Yiyu said he would come over in a bit; her medical examination results from a few days ago were ready, and he would give them to her.

When Hu Hong saw Hu Yiyu coming over, her eyes widened. She looked at Gao Wen, then at her phone.

"Auntie, would you like some orange juice?" Gao Wen asked again.

Hu Hong's face immediately lit up with a smile like a flower: "I'll drink whatever you order, I'm not picky."

She didn't specifically act as a go-between.

It did not cause any trouble for young people.

Everything was just such a coincidence!

It's such a coincidence!

Hu Hong even wondered if this was the legendary fate?

Is Wenwen destined to be part of their family?!

"I'd like to order you a glass of orange juice," Gao Wen placed the order.

"Okay, okay." Hu Hong looked at Gao Wen and couldn't help but say, "My nephew is coming over in a bit. I had a full physical exam at their hospital a few days ago, and he said the report is out and he'll bring it to me."

"Yes, yes," Gao Wen nodded, but she was a little worried, "Are all the medical reports normal?"

“There’s nothing seriously wrong. You corrected it and it’s perfectly fine!” Hu Hong said.

Gao Wen: "That's good."

Hu Hong looked at Gao Wen, becoming more and more satisfied, and couldn't stop smiling.

Such a pretty little girl, how wonderful.

*

Fang Han returned home and reached out to push open the door.

Fang Hongming was lying in the yard sunbathing. When he saw him return, he didn't get up: "Why are you back now?"

"I've received the cordyceps and donkey-hide gelatin that I asked someone to buy for you. I'm bringing them back to you." Fang Han placed the two boxes aside.

“What do you mean by buying for me? It’s your mom who made you buy it. She’s been making me cook this and stew that lately. She’s bought so many sea cucumbers and fish maws, and they have to be top quality,” Fang Hongming sat up slightly. “Those things are hard to buy. The market is full of all sorts of things.”

Fang Han: "She wants to eat?"

As far as I can remember, Hu Hong didn't like to eat these things.

“No, isn’t this for that little girl at the yoga studio? To help her get some nutrition,” Fang Hongming lay back down. “Your mother likes her, she practically treats her like her own daughter. She said that the little girl is too thin and she wants to help her get some nutrition.”

Fang Han understood.

This is indeed Hu Hong's personality; if she likes someone, she will do everything she can to be good to them.

"Let her be. Her health should have improved a lot since she started exercising," Fang Han said.

“Now I can climb mountains without even panting,” Fang Hongming said with a laugh. “It’s definitely much better now, and I can do more strenuous activities.”

"Where's my mom?" Fang Han asked. "Didn't she go to class this morning?"

"It's afternoon now. He said he was going to the hospital to see your cousin after class. I don't know if he was taking that girl to see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. Anyway, he hasn't come back," Fang Hongming said.

Fang Han wasn't interested, so he didn't respond.

Fang Hongming stood up and said, "I just made a yam, barley and lotus seed soup, you should have some too."

"Is it a lot?" Fang Han asked.

"How much do you want to eat?" Fang Hongming asked, walking towards the kitchen. "Your mother didn't take you to the yoga studio today, so there's quite a bit left."

"I'd like to take some back with me."

The yam, barley, and lotus seed soup looks good. Fang Han wants to bring some back for Gao Wen to help her recover.

"Let me see." Fang Hongming opened the pot and saw that there was quite a lot inside. "Let's take some back with us later."

As he spoke, he looked for something to put the contents in, pointing to the thermos next to him. "These two can't be used. They belong to that little girl at the yoga studio. Your mom will get angry if she touches them."

Fang Han looked at the two thermos flasks and felt they were extremely familiar.

He seems to have seen him before; Gao Wen sent him a message.

"What's that little girl's name?" Fang Han paused in his hand as he picked up the bowl, then suddenly asked.

“Call, call—” Fang Hongming thought for a long time, “I forgot too, anyway, she recently said she wanted to introduce you to your cousin Yiyu. He’s thirty years old and hasn’t dated yet. His parents are worried about not having a daughter-in-law.”

Fang Han put down his bowl, took out his phone, and was about to check his chat history with Gao Wen.

Before he could even turn on his phone, the parrot outside suddenly cried out, "Daughter-in-law! Daughter-in-law! Wenwen is my wife!"

Fang Han was utterly astonished.

The parrot's calls continued:

"Wenwen won't be my daughter-in-law, boohoo—boohoo—"

"I like Wenwen, I like Wenwen!"

"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, Wenwen is my daughter-in-law!"

"Fang Han is an idiot for wanting Wenwen as his daughter-in-law! Hu Yiyu is getting a good deal, what an idiot Fang Han."

......

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Author's Note: Updates have been a bit unstable lately. I was too tired during my period and couldn't seem to muster the energy. I'm adjusting my schedule.

Try to update more frequently and on time.

Goodnight everyone.