Chapter 7 Palace. Dog?
Ning Zhiran was so shocked that he almost burst into tears of gratitude.
He had never told anyone about this family matter, not even Adam.
G was the first person to learn about his family situation. As a stranger they'd met online, not only didn't he feel he was playing a victim, but he actually gave him a lot of money...
There are still many good people in the world.
Ning Zhiran didn't know what to say for a moment.
Gratitude is too light and being touched is too vulgar.
He thought about it for a long time and finally decided to act cute to the selfless number one sister and give her the benefits that a VIP fan deserves.
After all, being polite, sensible and able to call "baby" are the three virtues of a qualified anchor.
Ning Ning: Boss, you are so kind. Thank you. Really. You are the best person I have ever met. QwQ Calling you boss is too strange. From now on, I will just call you baby.
The best person.
And this QwQ expression.
Call you baby...
puff.
Gong Huai put his hand to his mouth and took several screenshots in a row. Hypocritical little rabbit teeth, a sheep in the tiger's mouth without knowing it.
So stupid.
Gong Huai typed slowly, deliberately teasing Ning Zhiran:
G: Yes.
G: You have a sweet mouth.
Ningning: What I said is true (serious face.jpg). I don’t usually tell people these things, and I never thought you would be such a nice person.
G: Then tell me more about yourself.
G: I want to listen.
Ningning: What specifically does the baby want to hear?
Being called "baby" gave Gong Huai goose bumps on his forearms. But thinking about Ning Zhiran's social demise in the future, he felt a lot more satisfied and started to talk:
G: Aren’t you still in school? Tell me about your school life.
Ning Zhiran held his cheek and began to think.
This Sister G, not only was she quick to spend money, but she was also willing to listen to him talk about these trivial matters? It seemed like she really took him seriously.
G's tone also sounded like someone who already had a job. Chatting with him about school wouldn't be a big deal, and it probably wouldn't overlap with his social circle.
So Ning Zhiran began typing quickly.
He told G that in his senior year of high school, his father was afraid that he would not be able to get into a good university, so he sent him to W City.
He had just arrived at that time, his English was so-so, and he didn't know much about the university application process, so he went to an average university in a daze.
That school had a low admission requirement and was easy to graduate from, but Ning Zhiran was not content with that. He spent two years in that ordinary university, studying hard and trying his best to improve his GPA. It took him two years to transform from a poor student to a hard-working top student, and he successfully transferred to one of the local prestigious universities.
Gong Huai looked at the large page of words and quickly grasped the key points.
It turns out that when they first met in their freshman year, Ning Zhiran had already been studying in another school for two years?
In other words...
Ning Zhiran is older than him!
An inexplicable feeling of displeasure rose in his heart. Ning Zhiran looked so fair and clean, how could he tell she was older than him?
Not convinced.
Gong Huai typed in a bad mood, deliberately trying to disgust the little rabbit tooth.
G: You studied in college for the first two years and now you are in university. Can you get used to it?
Ningning: It's okay. I've finished all the rolls I needed to roll in the past two years, and now things are...smoothing a bit. The hardest time is over.
G: Oh.
oh.
Damn, the number one sister seems to be angry.
Ning Zhiran was a little panicked and began to wonder if what he had just said was too boring.
That's right. The boss spent so much money, and he just kept talking nonsense. It's so boring.
We need to change the topic to something that will make the number one girl happy.
What to talk about?
Ning Zhiran thought about it and realized that gossip is human instinct. If she had to choose the most interesting one, it would definitely be the gossipy king in the school.
What’s more, G’s words “Aren’t you still in school?” are obviously not what a student would say. How could a student talk like that?
I guess Sister G is quite old and not from the circle of young people living in W City, so let her talk more about it. Anyway, there is no way that G knows Gong Huai.
Ningning: Baby, what you just said is too boring! Let me tell you something interesting.
G: Yeah. You say.
Ningning: There is a weirdo in our school. Do you want to hear his story?
Gong Huai thought, here it comes, the main event he wanted to hear has finally arrived.
G: I want to listen.
After Gong Huai finished typing, he immediately placed two fingers on the screenshot button.
Ning Ning: Everyone knows that this eccentric has some background. I heard that he was admitted because he donated a building to the school.
Ning Ning: I took classes with him for several years, and I always thought he was a fool.
Grass...bag?
Gong Huai's fingertips trembled a little, but he still calmly took a screenshot. He needed to collect more evidence to see how this rabbit tooth would act in school.
G: How do you say it?
Ning Ning: This guy is usually very quiet in class. When the teacher calls on him to ask questions, he always says as little as possible. It's obvious that he has no knowledge. We usually call him Gong Gou in private.
Gong Huai: ...?
Gong Huai typed with a sullen expression:
G: Palace.
G: Dog?
Ningning: A dog-like person, isn't he a dog? Hahahaha
This time, Gong Huai was completely furious. Humanoid or dog-like? How did he look like a dog?
But Gong Huai really wanted to trick him, so he took two more screenshots, restrained his expression, and said:
G: You are quite humorous.
Ning Zhiran was satisfied when G praised her humor. The number one sister really liked to listen to gossip.
So Ning Zhiran continued to work hard:
Ningning: Baby, that Gong Gou is so pretentious, he even drinks Evian mineral water from a glass bottle! Who doesn't know that water has a weird taste?
Veins popped up on Gong Huai's hands.
G: Yeah. It’s quite pretentious.
G: Tell me more about it, I’m quite curious.
Ning Zhiran was overjoyed, finally finding a soulmate. Gong Huai was the person he hated the most in school, and he couldn't get enough of scolding him even if he could do it for three days and three nights.
He sniffed, sat with his legs crossed, and began to talk incessantly.
From Gong Huai wearing black clothes all year round, as if he was going to attend someone's funeral at any time, to Gong Huai being suspected of having severe mysophobia, to Gong Huai even carrying a canvas Hermès bag and placing his computer on it when he went to school to show off.
Gong Huai listened carefully, his jaw tensed, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his face remained expressionless.
People really want to laugh when they are speechless.
Little Rabbit Teeth, you really care about me so much.
If I hadn't paid close attention, how would I have known that he had mysophobia?
G: You seem to pay a lot of attention to him.
Ning Zhiran replied immediately:
Ning Ning: Of course I pay attention to him. People like him have their own spotlight. When he walks into the classroom, everyone will look at him a few times.
Gong Huai widened his eyes.
“It comes with its own spotlight.”
“As soon as you walk into the classroom, you can’t help but take a few more glances.”
Gong Huai was a little surprised.
Sure enough, Chen Yan was right!
This vicious rabbit tooth could actually say such words of admiration, which proved that—
Does he care about me?
...What a vicious method.
Gong Huai's mouth twitched. He really couldn't continue this conversation today.
The excessive attention paid to him by his same sex had a huge impact on the worldview he had built up over the past 20 years, and he needed some time to digest it.
etc.
There is one thing that has not been clarified.
Ning Zhiran definitely has plenty of money right now. If he bought an Upass later, it would mean this was all a misunderstanding. Her feelings for him were all just wishful thinking.
But what if Ning Zhiran didn’t buy it.
That’s another story.
And he also has to reconsider how to treat this little rabbit tooth.
...You have to think about it carefully.
Ningning: Baby, why aren't you talking? Are you asleep?
The vibration of the phone pulled Gong Huai back to his senses. He slowly picked up the phone and replied:
G: I’m sleepy.
Ningning: Baby, go to sleep quickly. It’s already past three o’clock. Good night~ (turning over to sleep on belly.jpg) See you tomorrow
Childish little rabbit teeth, childish emoticons.
How could someone older than him post something so childish?
Who wants to see you tomorrow?
G: Good night. See you tomorrow.
Gong Huai locked his phone and prepared to go to sleep.
Besides being a clean freak, he also has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. His car keys, watch, and data cables all have a set order. Every night before bed, he places his glass of water on the right bedside table. His phone is on the left.
Gong Huai put his cell phone on the bedside table, turned off the headlights, turned on the desk lamp, covered himself with a thin blanket, folded his hands on his abdomen, and closed his eyes.
…
Can't sleep.
Thoughts cannot maintain a consistent order.
Gong Huai suddenly opened his eyes, without any trace of sleepiness in them, and decided to find out the details of his little enemy.
He sat up, picked up his phone, opened Instagram, and typed Ning Zhiran's English name in the search bar.
Finn.
A series of usernames with Finn in their names emerged, with all kinds of strange avatars.
Gong Huai found Ning Zhiran at a glance.
The profile picture is of me, holding a cup of coffee. It's a pretty good shot.
ID: Finn_RR
What does RR mean? Isn't his name Ningning? What does R stand for?
...Ranran? Is this his nickname?
Fortunately, Ning Zhiran’s account is not a private one, so Gong Huai can flip through it one by one openly.
Ning Zhiran's Instagram feed is mostly filled with casual snapshots of her daily life. There are pictures of the scenery outside the school library window, and photos of her skiing in the snow, bundled up tightly.
The composition is acceptable and has some taste.
Gong Huai scrolled down and finally found two photos.
One is a selfie of Ning Zhiran lying on the bed.
Her eyelashes were dense and thick, and her lips were healthy and rosy, slightly open, and she looked even a little... fragile.
The whites of her large eyes were clear, and her pupils were a rare amber color, shimmering like candied plums in a glass jar.
Gong Huai enlarged the photo, focused on his eyes, and looked at it for a while.
These droopy eyes...
Gong Huai suddenly felt that these were indeed a pair of eyes suitable for shedding tears.
He then clicked on the second picture. This one looked like someone had taken Ning Zhiran. It was a half-length shot of him standing on a beach, his sweatshirt puffed up by the wind.
Her neck was quite pretty, and her fluffy chestnut short hair was blown up by the wind, revealing a bit of her pale profile.
...Not that he really wanted to see it. He just wanted to study the background.
For example, is that sea in downtown? It looks familiar.
Of course, it has nothing to do with people.
It has nothing to do with the clean smile in the photo under the sun.
There's nothing to see.
Um.
Take another look.
…
Ning Zhiran was so excited that she couldn't sleep.
He jumped happily on the bed for a long time before lying back down.
Thirty thousand! More than thirty thousand yuan!
Although his tuition for one semester was around 300,000 yuan, which was a drop in the bucket compared to the tuition, it was definitely a dream start for a small streamer like him.
Ning Zhiran was still not satisfied and couldn't help but open the chat history with G and read it one by one.
I gave him so much money, chatted with him for so long, and listened to his nonsense...
Suddenly, a thought exploded in Ning Zhiran's mind like fireworks, making him dizzy.
Since the number one girl on the list doesn't want to ask him to chat with her, could it be that she wants to pick him up?
Although the number one sister said that she had no feelings for him, she was obviously a proud person and her words were not what she meant.
Right, right, right, this logic is so smooth, otherwise it doesn't make sense. More than 60,000 yuan was poured into the live broadcast room, and he didn't even say thank you. It's clear that he is aiming for long-term development.
The more Ning Zhiran thought about it, the more it seemed reasonable. He spent money without blinking an eye, knew what Upass was, and seemed to be in the same time zone as him, so he was probably also in North America.
He is so rich and still working. If you really want to date him, it doesn't seem like a bad idea.
After all, Ning Zhiran has never been in a relationship since she was a child.
He considers himself quite manly, but since childhood, the female friends around him have only treated him as a sister. On the contrary, those who are interested in him are all men.
Adam always laughed like crazy every time he heard him talk about this, saying that he was born gay.
Ning Zhiran was so angry that he jumped up and down, saying that he was offended.
The appearance of Sister G broke the curse that he only attracted gay men. What if she was a tall, long-legged, rich girl?
What if she looks really good?
What if I'm in the same city with him?
Think about it carefully, why would the other side call G?
Is it because the number one girl’s English name is Giselle? Grace? Gloria?
Could she be a rich lady who wears Chanel earrings, carries a Hermès Birkin, and drives a Ferrari to go shopping on weekends?
Ning Zhiran was secretly happy for a while.
But he soon realized a key problem.
For a boss of G's level, not to mention chatting with him, if you develop a long-term relationship with him and really fall in love with him, you may not be able to continue giving him gifts.
Being in love means equality, emotional value, and a sense of responsibility. If you're truly in a relationship with your boss, then the legitimacy of giving him gifts disappears. Once two families become one, there's no need for gifts. It's like throwing your job away.
No, for the sake of his 300,000 yuan tuition fee for one semester, I'd better continue to be a widower. The more money Sister G can give me, the better.
G cannot be a girlfriend.
It can only be number one.
Ning Zhiran turned over, hugged the pillow, buried her head in the pillow, and closed her eyes.
Good night list number one.
See you tomorrow, carnivals!
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