Chapter 17 Chapter 17 They all ordered but I didn’t, I feel…

If time could go back, Wen Qingyang would like to turn the clock back now.

It's not about going back to the moment when I accidentally sent the wrong message, but about going back to the day when I agreed to be in a relationship with the number one guy on the list.

after all--

A polite refusal may not necessarily lead to serious consequences, but it is a bit embarrassing to suddenly reveal your true nature!

Even Wen, the anchor who always considers himself to have a high emotional intelligence, couldn't help but want to cover his face.

As the saying goes, distance creates beauty; the closer you are, the faster your persona crumbles. Even though she had been mentally prepared for this, she hadn't expected that the false promise she had made the day before would be broken by her own hands within 24 hours.

From last night until now, the chat box has been stuck on my last message, and the empty page seems to have foreshadowed the end.

Alas, it’s over. Now I can’t continue to fly up to the tree and become a phoenix...

Wen Qingyang rubbed his brows. It wasn't that he felt he was wrong. At best, he was not careful in his words when he was drunk, and he just happened to hit the other person's sore spot.

Little boys are just pretentious.

[ww: Sorry, I drank too much yesterday. I really didn't mean to offend you.]

【ww: Howling.gif】

She didn't expect the other party to forgive her quickly, but she also didn't want to make the situation too awkward.

Seeing that the other party ignored him, Wen Qingyang got up and poured himself a glass of warm water to relieve the discomfort of hangover and thirst.

While swallowing, I thought to myself:

If the other person really can't accept it, just scold her, delete her, and block her. Even if a person is well-educated, it is impossible to keep the most annoying type on the list.

She recalled her initial assessment of Risveglio: "one says one thing, and another does another."

Maybe things are not hopeless?

Wen Qingyang picked up the cell phone that was thrown aside.

Influenced by her, Risveglio recently began posting simple photos on social media, without his face or captions, clearly snapped from random angles. But he's incredibly discerning about his food, clothing, and daily necessities, and even the most casual shots look incredibly sophisticated.

Wen Qingyang didn't pay much attention to it at first, just took a glance and thought that he had quite good taste.

Today, she clicked on it again and found that his only post had actually gone viral. The astonishing amount of interaction made her gasp in amazement.

However, the comments section is full of chaos:

[This is what short videos originally looked like. Everyone can use them to record their lives, including Small Three (haha)]

[Sure enough, now all walks of life have to wear formal professional attire. They look like princes, but they are actually KTV-only princes.]

[This standard of demeanor clearly shows that she is a top-notch graduate from a training class.]

[Tsk tsk tsk, old classmate, I haven't seen you for so many years. I didn't expect you to do this (thumbs-up). Where did you make your fortune?]

[How did I get to where I am today? I know it myself, and I’m bragging about it. I want to fire my wife and set up an account?]

[Just tell me what you're selling, don't try to divert traffic]

[The simplest criterion is that the shoulders don't turn inward. Anyone who understands knows what kind of man these shoulders are.]

[I've been in the internet industry for so many years, don't you know? If she doesn't show her face, she's definitely not a white, rich, or beautiful woman.]

[Duckling]

[He's so young and so rich, who wouldn't be able to guess what he does?]

[I guess it’s a stolen picture, or it’s just ugly (covering mouth and laughing)]

[I have it, I’ll post it if you like it]

[Send a rose and I'll send you a full melon-picking post]

[Brother, come one, thank you (rose)]

[111111]

[Why is this place so disgusting? It's fine if women just join in the fun and say a few words, but there are actually a bunch of men who slander and slander others. They are obviously men themselves, but they can still say such ugly things. They have no shame! (Disgusting) (Speechless)]

[I have nothing to say to these people who don’t understand memes]

[It’s boring if you exaggerate.]

[We were just joking because we both thought it was funny. I support the blogger's lawsuit! You don't even know him, so what are you saying?]

[It's so hard to guess who's behind these dirty rumors about boys! Isn't this all just boys dissing boys?]

[Dian, the man-loving, crazy brother is here to be the internet judge again, hahahahahaha]

…

Hmm? What do you mean?

She narrowed her eyes and flipped through the photos one by one, only to find that the glass of the box she had taken accidentally was clean enough to reflect her own figure. She could see the man in a suit and tie and his tall figure, and could probably guess that he was a young man.

"Young", "rich", "manly".

Several words intertwined together seemed to puncture the fragile and sensitive self-esteem of some people, making them sour and going in a direction that they could accept, constantly hinting that their origin was not proper.

Tsk, that's quite ridiculous.

Even though the layers of obscene words were not directed at her, Wen Qingyang couldn't help but frown.

It's like facing the sewage flowing out of a sewer explosion. Even after cleaning it up and stepping on the ground again, you will still feel uncontrollable nausea.

Her expression changed slightly, she supported her jaw and thought for a while, then found the computer and started typing.

[Qing'er posted a video: Hey, hey, hey, like and comment to get a stainless steel basin]

As soon as the special attention reminder popped up, fans rushed in, intending to severely judge Teacher Qing'er's vlog work that had been delayed again and again.

They all thought at the same time that the blogger's live broadcast time was getting shorter and shorter, and they couldn't continue to indulge her this time, so they really had to start criticizing her fiercely!

"Hey, have you started filming yet?"

“Snap it!”

Two female voices intertwine, introducing an empty shot of the landscape. The camera turns and Qing'er's face slowly approaches.

"Good afternoon, everyone! Today's shoot is at the gym." She smiled and waved, as gentle as ever. "I haven't worked out in a while, so my friends asked me to come here to push myself."

Wen Qingyang changed into a black breathable sportswear. The muscles in his arms and legs rose and fell with his movements, the lines were clearly visible, and he looked quite powerful.

She ran, carried weights, used equipment, and then did some stretching with a slightly sweaty face.

For a girl who has worked in the fields and farmed, these are indeed not particularly strenuous exercises and are more like performances.

Before the little youths had time to admire this handsome face, they were immediately shocked by her ease and skill.

[Teacher, I’m a boy and I just started working out. There are a lot of things I don’t understand. Can I add you on WeChat for some advice? I really want to practice (Hold your fist) (Hold your fist) (Hold your fist)]

[Boys train their thin, aesthetically pleasing muscles, which is different from what girls train.]

[There is an honest man here, brother, wake up]

[If I could date Teacher Qing, I would be willing to do it even if it meant winning the lottery. [Put your hands together]]

My sister has really broad shoulders and is really strong. It’s perfect for me to bury my head in her arms. I feel super, super safe.

[The one in front, to match your broad shoulders, you need to be even broader. Look at yourself before you dream, ok?]

[Simply mommy]

[Is that other voice a friend? I fell in love with that magnetic voice all over again.]

Where can I get a stainless steel basin?

[Answer it for my brother... Never mind that he doesn't deserve it, answer it for me! ! ! !]

[Okay, this big woman is really resourceful. Now I can even forgive Qing-sensei for taking vacations every now and then as soon as she becomes popular.]

In the video, she simply wiped the sweat off her face, read the private message with a calm and picturesque look, responded with encouragement or joking, and then happily read the closing remarks.

The soft song gradually grew louder and louder, and the screen gradually turned dark, obviously ending here.

Just as everyone was about to open the comments section to read, the progress bar was still struggling to hold on, and a slightly hoarse voice sounded again:

"Since this is my first time recording a business video, I still want to say something on this memorable day for me."

"Someone asked me before, why are there always some young boys on the street driving luxury cars, living in luxury houses, and going to high-end places? Where do they get the money from at such a young age?"

"I said, because rich families also give birth to sons."

"In fact, well-off families can afford to pamper their boys like princes and are more willing to cultivate caring and loving little ones. Furthermore, just because women are suited to entrepreneurship doesn't mean men are incapable. There are also talented men who can rival women."

"When you ask this question, do you realize that there are far more people around you taking the bus or riding shared bikes than those who enjoy these luxuries? You don't notice because you can't see it."

"Is it jealousy that's blinding you, or is it some underhanded conspiracy that's controlling your brain and forcing you to humiliate your own sex?"

"Oh, and I need to stack my armor in advance."

"If you want to accuse me of using the word 'dirty three ways' as a form of gender shaming, let me remind you that I also used the derogatory word 'jealousy' with a female character next to it. I hope no one forgets this and starts a left-brain fight."

"It's really coming to an end now! See you next time!"

[Sister Qing’s gentle personality remains unchanged. She is quite kind and responsible 55555]

[Funny, what does the "女" radical prove? There was never a "男" radical in the first place. Since the creation of Chinese characters, men have been deprived of a voice in history.]

[The original poster is right. The question now isn't whether the word has a positive or negative connotation, but rather the lack of a second gender in the word "男". The blogger is simply confusing the concepts!]

[You are the most sober person. Everyone else is drunk, but you are sober. You see everything in the world clearly. There is no human heart in the world that you cannot understand (haha)]

[I'm speaking up for men, and you're finding fault again. Some farmers really don't deserve sympathy. It's like the farmer and the snake.]

[My sister is pretending to be a prophet this time, and the comments section is full of stupid people fighting with their left and right brains.]

Qing'er's videos are like chocolate. It's fine for humans, but for dogs...

[The dog will die if it eats it!]

[I can't stand these people anymore. The character for "女" (female) is a radical for historical and cultural reasons, okay? Read some books before you start fighting men. If you have the guts, go back in time and erase the existence of matriarchal society.]

[Teacher Qing is quite right. Every time there's all sorts of slut-shaming, it's always the men who rush in first. We women sometimes find it hard to stand it (spreading our hands)]

[I'm a little touched. I wish the sisters upstairs a happy life.]

[Come on, you women are more demanding]

[Okay, okay, okay, next time no one talks to us boys and you guys just treat us like reproductive aids, you guys will be happy.]

Thanks to Qing'er's growing number of fans, the ordinary vlog attracted extraordinary views, and soon people discovered the reason for the temporary editing.

[Brothers, I think I know why the anchor added this paragraph]

[Riddler hands it over]

[Huh? Was this part added later? I was wondering why it felt so weird.]

[Is there something fishy?! Dig it out for everyone to hear!]

[There’s no need to dig it up, Teacher Qing is very open and honest, and her big account has commented on Brother R.]

[Is that the number one Risveglio?]

So everyone followed the search and found that Qing Er had indeed left a comment for Risveglio:

[Qing Er: Please tell me the address of the restaurant, it looks so delicious (starry eyes)]

Soon this comment was liked to the front row, and some people followed the curiosity and asked for various links. Fans also began to help scold netizens who spoke dirty words. Similar remarks such as "Please know that rich people also have sons" appeared repeatedly, overwhelming the unreasonable slander.

So, when Sui Yi opened the software, he was faced with the surging warmth before he was hurt by the sharp malice.

He still felt a little uncomfortable after reading it, but after all, he was a mature man who had entered society for several years, so he didn't care much about those irrational netizens.

What's more, there is something that he is particularly concerned about...

"Boom boom boom."

Sui Yi raised his eyes.

"President, the project team has proposed new raw material requirements. Please approve them."

Mr. Sui flipped through the list of documents that Assistant Wei had brought over and glanced at it. "Was it rejected by the purchasing department?"

"Yes." Assistant Wei nodded, a little helpless. "The procurement department is also handling it according to the process. The total price quoted for this list of materials is too high, so we must be extremely careful. However, the project team members have complained about this and think they are wasting too much time."

She glanced at the empty coffee cup on the desk, and while her boss was looking down, she went to the private tea room to make another cup of black coffee and brought it back.

"Let them start preparing the basic proposal. After the revisions are finalized, I will submit it to the board of directors and open a green channel for the project team." Sui Yi signed.

Assistant Wei understood and nodded. "You're right. The efficiency of the new seedling project cannot be slowed down by cumbersome procedures. I will revise the basic proposal after receiving it and report it to you."

She leaned over to take the document, turned to leave, and heard her boss say, "Lock the door for me."

"Okay, President."

Sui Yi took off his glasses, closed his eyes, and suddenly sighed.

Saying good night to Qing'er seemed to have become his habit, but at this moment he hated himself for becoming addicted so easily.

If he had only seen the news today, along with the apology and comments, perhaps he would not have felt vaguely deceived and unable to sleep all night, and perhaps he would not have come to the company to work overtime on his day off to avoid work.

He knew that he should show the decisiveness he had shown at the shareholders' meeting and cut the Gordian knot by kicking this woman who didn't keep her word out of the social circle.

Make the right, reasonable and wise choice.

But he couldn't deny that his first thought at that time was clearly:

Fortunately, she didn't say "look at the tongue" or "look at the Adam's apple".

Actually, she's not such a frivolous or lascivious person at all, she just likes to joke around, and there might be a reason for that...

Then, with a little disappointment and hope that was hard to control in my heart, I stayed up late to post questions on the forum, and saved every reply that seemed to be defending her.

Sui Yi hesitated for a while, but finally clicked on the video she sent.

Qing'er was still gentle, still spoke with kindness and respect, and still fit the image of a top-notch woman that he had imagined. She didn't look like someone who would send that kind of message late at night.

He inexplicably felt that even if he was not the one being cyberbullied, she would not ignore it if she saw it.

Probably, he was just drunk.

【ww: [Invite you to a video call]】

It seemed as if a connection had been left between their hearts. The ringing sound always rang at the perfect time, as if the other party truly had the ability to foresee everything.

After the beep lasted for thirty seconds, the slender finger slowly pressed the green dot.

"Baby, my head hurts..."

The hoarse voice was softened and whispered closer without any sense of boundaries.

"Take medicine."

"Will you buy me some medicine?"

"Go see a doctor."

"Then there's no cure for me."

“…”

Wen Qingyang didn't rush to apologize for what happened last night. He flirted with her for a few moments and squinted his eyes as he looked up and down at the person on the screen.

Being willing to answer the call is sometimes a signal.

The other party must have held the phone very close, at the same angle as before. I don't know how they managed to maintain it so accurately.

The upper-class three-piece suit wrapped around half of his body, revealing a hint of stiffness in his silence. The dark textured fabric made his knuckles look white with a hint of pink, inexplicably catching the eye.

"Are you working overtime on weekends too?" She broke the awkward silence, her eyes scanning the details. "Boss, you work so hard."

"Um."

Sui Yi responded, but didn't know what to say.

"Hey, how much does the boss make a month?"

Sui Yi thought briefly and said, "Not very fixed."

That should mean you have shares and get dividends every month. That's what rich people in novels do.

Wen Qingyang blinked, knowing that he could see it: "Probably a lot. Unlike me, I don't want to live broadcast recently, so I don't make any money."

"Why, don't you want to broadcast live?"

"I'm in a bad mood! I can't even figure out my own relationship problems, so of course I don't want to help others analyze them." She sighed deliberately, "I'd better ask the landlord for some extra time."

Sui Yi frowned subconsciously, and the coffee cup he had just raised was not held firmly, and some liquid splashed onto his collar.

Wen Qingyang was surprised: "What's wrong? Are you burned?"

"Iced coffee, no problem."

Forgetting that the other party couldn't see, Sui Yi shook his head.

[Risveglio: [Transfer] Please receive the payment]

"Why did you suddenly transfer money to me?" Wen Qingyang pretended to be confused. "It can't be a breakup fee, my boss is so generous."

"rent."

She took one look and immediately laughed out loud: "How can I afford to rent such an expensive house? Even if I sell myself, I still can't pay the bill."

He stared at the string of 9s at the end and asked in a low voice, "So the boss isn't giving us a breakup fee, meaning he's not breaking up?"

“…”

"Oh, if there is, what a huge sum of money it would be... I'm envious just thinking about it."

Wen Qingyang realized the answer he wanted, and didn't mind that he didn't say anything. He just silently sighed that Brother Fu was so tolerant. If he met a scammer, wouldn't he be cheated out of everything?

Oh, I'm a liar too.

Emotional scammers will take advantage of you completely, it's so scary.

She thought without any guilt.

Unexpectedly, the hand on the screen wiped it with a tissue and asked, "Why change the name?"

"What?" Anchor Wen was stunned for a moment and rarely responded.

"Now I call you boss."

She rubbed her fingers, caught a familiar feeling, and quickly reacted: "The one who pays me is, of course, the boss."

Sui Yi choked and just lowered his head to fold the tissue and throw it into the trash can.

"I've been calling you baby because I'm afraid you'll get tired of it." She didn't find it strange, but stopped joking and explained seriously, "Boyfriend, boss, baby, these are all names that belong to you."

Mr. Sui looked at the face that walked out of the landscape painting on the screen, and suddenly felt that it was not surprising that he had such tangled thoughts about her.

In order to look better, he never leaned his upper body back. After holding it for a while, he was actually quite tired and struggled secretly a few times.

"It's almost five o'clock. Can't you get off work earlier?" Wen Qingyang saw that he was tired and uncomfortable. "Is your waist hurting from sitting for too long?"

"no."

Sui Yi immediately denied it. No matter how much he lacked entertainment, he knew that men shouldn't casually complain about back pain, especially in front of a special person of the opposite sex.

"Do you still have a headache?" He was still worried.

Wen Qingyang lazily lay down on the bed: "Of course, can't you hear that my voice has become even hoarser? Anyway, I feel uncomfortable all over and dizzy now."

Sui Yi felt a little distressed: "Go to sleep first."

"I really want to talk to you." She stopped smiling, but the corners of her upturned eyes drooped softly, looking so pitiful. "I dreamed that I was in love with you, and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to continue the conversation when I woke up, so I was anxious."

She touched the tip of her nose, feeling the timing was perfect: "I missed you when I was drunk, too. I couldn't help it. Actually, I didn't want to miss you this much. Maybe this is the disadvantage of online dating."

The handsome and beautiful woman said "I miss you" to the camera, revealing a bit of vulnerability. Sui Yi felt that even if a god came, he would not be able to blame her too much.

I really suspect there are filters floating in the air.

He fell silent, but the person on the other side of the screen was used to it and continued calmly:

"I shouldn't have agreed to go to my friend's party. It was so boring, but I was forced to drink a lot of wine. My friend was busy flirting with other boys, and she completely forgot about her friends because of the girl. But I'm different from her. I think it's dirty, so even if a man insisted on getting close to me, I pushed him away. Although I'm worried that you'd be angry if you knew, I still don't want to hide it from you. If you don't believe me, I may not be able to do anything—"

"Do you really want to see it?"

A cold voice suddenly interrupted her.

Wen Qingyang paused quite a few times today: "Huh?"

"Those you sent." Mr. Sui still found it difficult to speak.

"Ah? I think so."

She said with a hint of uncertainty.

In fact, she is not a sex maniac, and she doesn't really want to see men all the time, but when people asked her this, how could Wen host dare to say no.

He would probably be beaten into a pulp by the angry and humiliated sponsor.

Wen Qingyang turned over and sat up, feeling that something wonderful was about to happen.

"Hang up first."

Before the last word was uttered, the video was disconnected.

She thought to herself that at this moment, she really had the aura of a top executive who had the final say.

Leaning against the headboard, Wen Qingyang's hunger slowly grew as time passed. However, unlike usual, she began to seriously compare prices of various takeouts. Instead, she spent some effort thinking about whether the other party was really going to follow her guess.

In any case, it is impossible, or not possible, for a man to accept the opposite sex behavior that he most dislikes so quickly.

Is it really true that “if a man says no, he means yes”?

"bite".

"bite".

"bite".

She tilted her head, her gaze lightly fell on the chat box, and her pupils suddenly shrank!