Chapter 170: A handsome, wealthy, and handsome boss? A smart and capable lawyer?
I found that although they were not the same account, the content they posted was somewhat similar.
After listening to the descriptions of the six people, it was confirmed that they had met the same person.
This was a serious matter, like stirring up a hornet's nest. All six girls felt that their feelings had been betrayed.
And the most important thing is that I gave this person a lot of money during the online relationship.
Because they were in a mixed dormitory at the time, their majors were not the same, and the school only let them stay there temporarily for one year, and the dormitories would be re-assigned next year.
So there is basically no chatting between them, and their relationship is not that good after all.
So this led to the six of them dating the same boyfriend, but no one knew about it.
To be honest, I feel a little embarrassed. I thought about how I called him "baby" all the time, but I didn't expect that he was our common boyfriend.
"What a coincidence! We're talking to six of you and we're all in the same dorm. Do you have radar or magnets for them?"
Jiang Zhiyuan really didn't expect that this person was so awesome. He talked to six people at once, and they were all different accounts.
Is this person the Thousand-Armed Guanyin? Could it be that he has also created different personalities and personas for himself?
Why doesn't he commit fraud if he has this ability?
What's the point of being a doctor? If you get caught committing fraud, you'll get food and shelter, plus a set of silver bracelets.
"How the hell did I expect that all six of them lived in the same dormitory?
When I was talking to them, they all said they were from famous foreign universities.
Some even said they were female bosses who had already graduated, but could I imagine they were my students?
This man also had a kind of broken-jar temperament. He no longer looked like the gentleman he was just now, but now had a greasy and vulgar look.
"How dare you talk about us! What identity did you install for yourself?
A handsome, wealthy boss? A smart and capable lawyer? A fitness trainer with a perfect figure?
Look at which identity you are most compatible with. We at least have the looks, but you are just garbage."
The girls were not to be outdone, their main goal was to fuck him.
Things have developed to this point. It is impossible for everyone to live in peace.
It would be better to just break the jar and see who has better words and who is more right.
[It turns out that all the information on the Internet is false. It is so pitiful that it is false.
I never thought that the overbearing and wealthy CEO in my mind would actually be my teacher.
What's this? My last online romance was with someone who said he was in his 20s, but when I met him, he turned out to be a man in his 20s, 40s, or 50s.
[You are all younger brothers. Last time I had an online romance, the person I was dating was a very beautiful girl, but when we met, it turned out that she was dressed as a woman.
But lovers will eventually marry, and we two are together in the end.
[Awesome! The person above has really taken online dating to the extreme. He's willing to be with me no matter who the person is.]
The people around were eating with gusto, and even passers-by stopped and cast curious glances over here.
There was even a guy who stepped into a puddle while eating a melon, and the mud and water splashed onto the skirt of his wife next to him, and then he was gloriously slapped in the face.
Even the young couples passing by nearby no longer insisted on taking sweet strolls.
Instead, they all stopped, let go of each other's hands, took out their phones and started taking pictures and checking in.
When you see such a grand spectacle, you must take photos and check in, after all, it’s 6v1!
"Hey, what happened? Why is it so lively?"
Some people who only ate the second half of the melon began to ask people in the store, hoping to get first-hand information about eating the melon.
When asked, the man looked very excited. He spoke and gestured as he told people what had just happened.
Xie Qichen didn't seem surprised at all, probably because he had already calculated it.
Jiang Zhiyuan glanced at him sideways, as if asking why he hadn't told her earlier. How could he keep such a fun thing to himself?
Xie Qichen raised his finger and pointed at the drone hovering in the air, meaning:
Didn’t you just mean that you shouldn’t let me spread feudal superstition and metaphysics in front of so many people?
Jiang Zhiyuan was speechless. It seemed that what she meant just now was indeed true.
She just gave a look like a knife flying over, conveying her meaning to someone again.
Didn't you tell me secretly? Didn't you send a message? I think you did it on purpose.
Then she stretched out her fingers and made the number eight, then nine.
What's up? 80,000 words isn't enough for you? If you want 90,000, just tell me. You're welcome.
Xie Qichen's expression changed immediately. He knew that this person was a man of action.
If she said so, she would definitely increase the number to 90,000 words.
He would have written a lot of nonsense in 80,000 words. It is estimated that he has not written 80,000 words from birth to now.
If he wanted to increase the number to 90,000 words, he would even consider writing Buddhist scriptures.
He made a begging gesture, meaning:
Please let me go, I won’t do it again next time.
He felt wronged. His phone number had been blocked by this person a long time ago. How could he send a message to her? To a ghost? Could a ghost receive it?
Jiang Zhiyuan ignored him, but the matter was over.
She was concentrating on eating the watermelon, so how could she be distracted by others?
My eyes flickered from side to side, feeling like there was some secret hidden between these two.
[Can anyone interpret this? I can lip-read, but I can't do telepathic reading.]
[I saw Sister Yuan secretly made the number eight with her hands. Could it correspond to the 80,000-word self-review just now?
Then he made a nine-sign gesture. Was he threatening the little brother?]
[Blind student, you've found the key point! It's true. Sister Yuan is threatening the little brother to write either an 80,000-word or a 90,000-word review. Choose for yourself.]
[What should I do? I suddenly feel like there's a potential conflict between these two. Should I betray my boss and choose his rival?]
"You're a scumbag who's been dating six women at once! Your mom is going to expose you on social media today."
The short-haired woman looked indignant. She felt physically nauseous when she thought that she had been deceived by such a greasy uncle.
"Then you have to think carefully. You also use a fake identity on the Internet."
Men try to bother girls with the mistakes they make online.
"Brother, I used a fake identity, but it's not illegal. After all, I didn't commit fraud. I didn't accept money from others online.
But it's different for you. I'm going to transfer 5,000 yuan to you. According to Chinese law, 3,000 yuan constitutes the standard for filing a fraud case.
And I think there's another fact you need to consider. The combined total for us is probably over ten thousand yuan."
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