Chapter 17 That was the money you transferred willingly to appease me.



Chapter 17 That was the money you transferred willingly to appease me.

Fang Ke really wanted to ask the main system what kind of old-fashioned middle-aged man he was, and sincerely discussed with Xiao B, "Could you ask your boss not to interfere with my... performance, no, my strategy at any time?"

Little B: "Me?"

If Little B had an expression, it would definitely be that famous meme—Go and get rid of Tang Sanzang and his disciples.jpg.

Fang Ke: ...

Fang Ke felt restricted and uncomfortable.

"I'm not bragging, but I've seen at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, rich second-generation playboys like this. They all use pretty much the same tricks."

She rested her chin on her hand and said, "If you go along with them too much, they'll just think you're boring. Occasionally, you can create some small surprises or unexpected twists and turns, and then you'll have them completely under your thumb."

"Look, hasn't he obediently come back to me?"

I even made an extra 55,000, and the foreign debt progress was 1/20th in just one day.

Little B worriedly said, "...Host, isn't this kind of behavior a scam? What if the male lead doesn't like it...?"

Fang Ke held up a finger and shook it, "NO, since it's a transaction, a healthy transaction is one where both parties agree on a satisfactory price."

"Wasn't it him who forced me to be his date first? What's wrong with getting a small appearance fee? What's wrong with 50,000? Am I not worthy?"

She is the perfect match, the ultimate match, a match made in heaven! The feeling of being a perfect match is firmly welded to her heart.

Fang Keke didn't think she was cheating people out of money. Even in their original world, it would be impossible to get a famous internet celebrity like her to accompany them without a six-figure appearance fee.

And who knows, she might need to help Yan Nuo with something at the class reunion.

Ultimately, it's a matter of each party getting what they need.

She gave enough emotional value that Fang Ke felt 50,000 was too little.

Let's go.

Before she knew it, the man had arrived in front of her, slightly out of breath.

Fang Ke looked up and met Yan Nuo's lowered eyes.

Yan Nuo was slightly taken aback. Fang Ke was sitting on a bench in the mall, her pretty face showing the grievance of being abandoned, and her lips were slightly pursed.

This is like a noble Ragdoll cat that has been forgotten by its owner and is eagerly waiting for its owner to come and pick it up.

In that instant, Yan Nuo felt as if someone had grabbed his heart tightly.

Little B suddenly exclaimed excitedly in Fang Ke's ear, "Host, Yan Nuo's favorability is fluctuating wildly! He's stopped! He's stopped! ...Speechless, he's stuck in place? ...Useless."

Fang Ke, “…”

"I almost thought it had gone up by 1,000; I nearly had a heart attack."

Fang Ke raised an eyebrow: "It's alright, we have plenty of time."

She looked up and said in a calm tone, "Junior, you've come to pick me up."

Yan Nuo didn't speak.

Fang Ke, having successfully assumed the role of a professional companion, adjusted herself and took Yan Nuo's hand, saying, "Let's go then."

Fang could feel Yan Nuo's arm jerk again, but this time she didn't shake her off.

Little B dared not make too much noise this time, but it seemed like she had stopped breathing; it was too exciting.

"Yan Nuo's favorability rating has increased by 100 points, currently at -889!"

Host, you're awesome!

Fang Ke's eyes curved into a smile, the light in them truly dazzling.

They remained silent for the rest of the journey.

Yan Nuo's delicate jawline remained taut, and even his sharp tongue seemed to have turned into a silent gourd.

Only the hand that Fang Ke had held, in the blind spot where Fang Ke couldn't see, was trembling slightly.

Today's class reunion was held in a vacant villa belonging to a wealthy second-generation heir. It's around 7 or 8 pm now, and almost everyone who was supposed to be there has arrived.

Yan Nuo unconsciously became distracted by the people around her, while Fang Ke, as expected of someone raised in a wealthy family, behaved with grace and poise.

Even after going bankrupt and being expelled from the Fang family, she showed no stage fright whatsoever; her cool smile only made her seem unapproachable.

Wearing the clothes he bought for her today, she was radiant and dazzling, a true heiress, attracting the attention of every man present.

Yan Nuo was a little smug, and the half of her body that Fang Ke was holding stood up even more upright.

Fang Ke looked around and saw that everyone there was a celebrity or elite. Their gazes toward him were mostly curious, polite, and a little inquisitive.

Fang Ke seemed to be deep in thought. It seemed that even though they were from different eras, news would still be kept separate.

The original novel also mentions that after Fang Ke was kicked out of the Fang family, he was invited to attend his class reunion, at which time Fang Ke had almost no money left.

But to save face, I still bought a high-quality replica of a designer brand outfit and wore it to the class reunion.

It's easy to imagine how much ridicule and mockery he received.

A fallen phoenix is ​​no better than a chicken. There are plenty of people in this world who fawn over the powerful and bully the weak, and no social class is an exception.

The original owner slunk away from the class reunion and suffered from PTSD for a while.

Later, some people even followed her to her rented apartment. Some claimed they wanted to keep her as a mistress, some offered to lend her money but then humiliated her in every way, and many more made things difficult for her and trampled on her.

The original owner's face was almost trampled to pieces by this group of people. He moved overnight and blocked all his classmates' contact information before he finally gave up.

This is one of the reasons why the original owner was unable to seek help from his former social circle after going bankrupt.

Fang Ke could occasionally sense this contradictory soul.

She was undoubtedly proud; the halo she had enjoyed for so many years prevented her from bowing down to any part of reality until her death.

However, her feelings for the male lead are inexplicably humble. It's as if, in front of Yi Mohan, she isn't even a complete person, but more like a dog, to be trampled on.

Before coming here, Fang Ke had prepared a set of combined punches. If anyone dared to cause trouble tonight, she would make them cry and go home to their mothers.

But to my surprise, apart from a few unfriendly stares, most people were normal and friendly.

Fang Ke was in a fairly good mood. While Yan Nuo went to greet and socialize, she went to eat some sweets and watch the performance.

Yan Nuo returned shortly after leaving. The boy naturally reached out and put his arm around her waist. Fang Ke had just taken a bite of her cake when she looked coldly at his hand.

Tell me, do you want it steamed or braised?

Fang Ke: "Take your hand away."

Yan Nuo: "..."

Yan Nuo met her gaze. The woman's phoenix eyes narrowed into slits as she looked at him with a half-smile. Yan Nuo coughed awkwardly, but managed not to look away despite the stares of the onlookers.

Yan Nuo leaned closer and whispered, "Come and help me with something."

Fang Ke remained unmoved: "Can't you understand human language?"

"..."

Yan Nuo's face darkened, and he glared coldly at Fang Ke, as if to say that she didn't know what was good for her. That was the champion's hand! Just now, someone had taken the initiative to hold his arm!

"But you took my money," he reminded him in a low voice.

Fang Ke raised her chin and said, "Make it clear, that was money you voluntarily transferred to appease me."

Yan Nuo snapped, like a cat whose foot had been stepped on, and snapped back angrily, "Bullshit! Can't you speak properly? That's not called 'coaxing,' okay?!"

"Oh? Isn't that right?"

"Of course not! Who do you think you are!"

Fang Ke casually put down the plate in her hand, elegantly wiped her mouth, and said, "Junior, is this how you ask for help?"

Yan Nuo: "..."

Yan Nuo looked at Fang Ke with a blank expression. How come he hadn't noticed before that Fang Ke was so... so difficult to deal with?

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