Chapter Six: The Super Popular Comic Artist
The boy, named Song Yun, was wearing a loose-fitting black zip-up hoodie, his legs casually crossed on a gaming chair.
The large hoodie covered half of his face, revealing his thin, M-shaped lips against his pale skin.
Just by revealing a delicate chin and lips that are red and rosy without any rouge, one can tell that this person is definitely not bad-looking.
That's the truth. Even Li Ge, Song Yun's straight manager who only occasionally sees Song Yun, is so captivated by his good looks that he almost gets turned gay every time they meet.
It would be a waste for someone with such good looks not to enter the entertainment industry. Unfortunately, the boy has mild autism and is indifferent to everyone.
"Understood... Brother Li."
Song Yun's voice was very soft and slow, like a celestial being singing in a valley, extremely ethereal.
After he finished speaking, he ignored everyone, curled up in his gaming chair, and became lost in his own world.
Brother Li was already used to Song Yun's aloof and unsociable personality. After explaining the whole story in a businesslike manner, he turned around and went to deal with the follow-up.
On the other side, after seeing the live stream canceled, Jiang You lay in bed and chatted with Wang Lili for a while, then scrolled through Douyin for a bit before feeling sleepy and falling asleep immediately.
Even in the dead of night or early morning, the city is still brightly lit.
Xia Yan groggily opened her eyes and sat up from the sofa.
His black hair was messy and looked like a bird's nest, which, combined with his bright amber eyes, made his noble and handsome face appear slightly youthful.
After rubbing her sleepy eyes, Xia Yan looked at the deserted living room and then at the sofa, which was completely empty.
After a long pause, he got up in disbelief and searched around the sofa, even looking under it.
"Amy, turn on the living room light," her voice hoarse from just waking up.
"Amy is here. Amy has already turned on the living room lights for you."
As a mechanical voice sounded, the empty, dimly lit living room was instantly illuminated.
Xia Yan, still not believing it, searched around again and found that the heartless little brat really hadn't covered him with anything.
The two of them had at least shared a meal together.
He was so angry that he forgot about his injured tongue and pressed the wound directly against his fangs.
"Hiss~"
He grimaced in pain and squatted down, feeling as if misfortune had struck again, leaving him physically and mentally injured.
Aside from his older brother and elders, Xia Yan has always been the kind of person among his peers who makes people grit their teeth in anger but can't do anything about it.
When have I ever suffered such humiliation?
Now I wish I could tie that heartless little thing up and make her use her mouth to heal his tongue for ten minutes straight without stopping.
Thinking about this, I thought, "Damn it, he's such a jerk, still drooling over other people's food."
There's no hope for them.
After recovering, Xia Yan grabbed her car keys, went out, and drove her Lykan HyperSport to the rooftop bar.
The rooftop bar is located on the 91st floor of the Shengan Bund Erka Hotel, offering a 360-degree panoramic view of Shengan's bustling and vibrant nightscape.
It has nothing special about it; it's just a simple and brutal display of extravagance and debauchery.
As soon as Xia Yan got out of the car, several young women who looked like socialites surrounded her at the hotel entrance.
That's a Lykan Hypersport, with an official price of over 70 million.
Especially since this top-quality man is really good-looking. Look at those deep, affectionate peach blossom eyes and sexy thin lips. When he gets emotional, his eyes will redden and he'll gently bite their necks and groan.
Even if there are no benefits, they wouldn't lose out if they could have sex with such a top-notch man for free.
Xia Yan tossed the key to the doorman and entered the hotel in a few steps.
The younger sisters didn't even have time to get close before being stopped by security outside, so they could only look inside reluctantly.
A purple-haired man was waiting for Xia Yan at the hotel entrance.
Upon seeing the young master of the Xia family, the purple-haired man immediately greeted him with a fawning smile: "Brother Xia, I saw your message. Time was too tight, and I only managed to find five simple and unpretentious girls."
“That’s enough,” Xia Yan said calmly as she got into the elevator.
He was just testing whether he was interested in the simple, unpretentious girl, or simply in that heartless little devil.
Stepping onto the 91st floor, a deafening, thunderous sound, almost shaking one's heart out, surged towards Xia Yan like a tidal wave.
In the center of the terrace bar, there is a huge and gorgeous bar counter, where several stylishly dressed bartenders are busy shaking shakers.
The surrounding towering neon lights, giant LED screens, and various decorative lights accentuate the extravagant luxury of the rooftop bar.
The wind on the rooftop was strong, blowing the boy's smooth black hair back to reveal his strong, white forehead, giving him a touch of unruliness.
Xia Yan casually walked into the VIP viewing room and sat down. It was far from the noisy dance floor, but offered an unobstructed view of the entire venue.
Next, five unassuming girls filed in.
The purple-haired man thought that the "simple and unpretentious girl" Xia Ge was referring to was probably a cute and charming girl next door, or a quiet and elegant woman, or a pure and lively soft girl...
In short, they were somewhat attractive, but not overly flamboyant. Compared to stunning beauties, these women were indeed simple, unpretentious, and ordinary.
Xia Yan glanced at the screen casually, finally fixing his gaze on the last girl.
The purple-haired man was clearly a shrewd person to have managed to get on good terms with the young master of the Xia family. He dismissed the other four girls, leaving only the last one.
The purple-haired man thought the number four was unlucky, so he temporarily brought this girl in to make up the numbers. She really didn't have a single redeeming quality.
After all, Brother Xia gave them only a short time, and the women in the bar were either people who had had plastic surgery, or people whose looks were too striking to meet his requirements, or people who were rich heiresses.
Finding four girls in such a short time was already the limit for the purple-haired man, so it's unlikely that Xia Ge would have taken a liking to one of the girls he randomly brought along to make up the numbers.
What's the point of this?
“There’s a scam going on in that area being developed in the south of Jia City. Be careful. I have something to do, so I’ll be going now,” Xia Yan said, then got up and left the observation deck.
My calm heart has already given the answer. Tsk, it turns out I really was just moved.
The thought of that heartless girl ignoring him made his heart ache with anger.
Damn it, he's another shameless jerk trying to sleep with someone. Am I some kind of love-struck fool? It's like I've been cursed with a ghost.
At 7:45 a.m. sharp, the alarm clock rang. The girl in bed frowned and quickly turned it off.
The alarm rang at 7:50, then at 7:55, and finally at 8:00, Jiang You reluctantly got out of bed.
She stretched and then checked her WeChat chat.
Her mother still didn't send her any living expenses.
Thinking about how my mom has to go to work at 8:15 every morning, I realized she should be up by now.
Jiang You hesitated for a long time because his parents often complained about being poor and how hard they worked, so much so that he felt a deep sense of guilt every time he asked for money.
She got up and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth. After a fierce internal struggle, she still dialed her mother's WeChat number.
The call was answered quickly.
"Jiang You, what's up calling so early?"
"Hehe, Mom," Jiang You said with a casual smile as he brushed his teeth, "Did you forget something?"
Mom: "Forgot what?"
"It's... well, um... living expenses?"
Mom: "Don't you earn 1600 from your part-time job? Isn't that enough?"
"But, but..." Wasn't this money supposed to be used to buy her a new phone? Jiang You's eyes instantly welled up with tears of grievance.
Mom: "Tell me if you run out of money... I've been working until 11 pm every night these past few days, I'm exhausted. Don't eat junk food over there, eat something good, okay?"
"...I, I..."
Mom: "Okay, I'll hang up now if there's nothing else. I have to clock in. The fans at the factory have been broken lately, and it's unbearably hot... Oh yeah, that was my daughter calling."
The mother started chatting with someone and forgot that she was still on the phone with her daughter.
Jiang You's lips trembled slightly; he couldn't bring himself to ask for money.
She wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, and after hanging up the phone, she seemed to have lost her soul, becoming listless and lifeless.
After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I went out, took the bus, transferred to the subway, and then walked a few hundred meters to Jingrui Yunwan Community.
I used the card the real estate agent gave me to get into Xia Yan's house.
The living room was as empty as ever, and the boy who used to sleep on the sofa was nowhere to be seen.
Jiang You put on his shoe covers and began to work.
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