Li Moyuan wore a stiff black suit, his slender, well-defined fingers holding a phone.
His short hair was styled, clean and neat, his features sharp, his brows and eyes deep and intense—mature yet carrying a hint of youthful charm.
Wen Zhiyu didn’t want to look at his photo, but it automatically showed as “read.”
Damn this crappy app, not a shred of privacy.
His own photo was even more striking.
The goddess Nüwa had been especially generous to the male lead; Wen Zhiyu couldn’t find a single flaw.
She propped her chin on her hand, staring at his photo without blinking, looking again and again.
Little Fairy: 【You didn’t reply to me for three hours, so I’ve decided to give you the cold shoulder for three—no, six hours.】
LMY: 【Sorry, I was in a meeting and couldn’t check my phone.】
Little Fairy: 【I don’t care. Someone who cares about you would find time to reply even in the shower.】
LMY: 【I’ll try.】
Huh?
Wasn’t Li Moyuan supposed to hate clingy women?
Why wasn’t he angry?
Wen Zhiyu placed her index finger on her lips, looking utterly confused.
Something felt off.
LMY: 【Transfer of 600,000 yuan sent.】
A powerful financial offensive—how could Wen Zhiyu stay angry after that?
This man knew exactly what he was doing; his flattery skills were top-notch.
Little Fairy: 【Are you sure you’ve never been in a relationship before?】
LMY: 【No.】
Wen Zhiyu remembered that the original book was a “Double Clean” novel, so Li Moyuan should be innocent.
LMY: 【Accept the red packet.】
Wen Zhiyu didn’t dare accept it, but she also couldn’t keep being angry.
Then, facing the online Li Moyuan, she didn’t know what to talk about.
Right, love bombing.
Little Fairy: 【Actually, I didn’t make the food myself. There’s an auntie who helped. She’s a really good person.】
LMY: 【You should be wary of others.】
Wen Zhiyu couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Little Fairy: 【She suspects you’re an ugly monster, and you suspect she’s a bad person.】
Li Moyuan finally understood why Wen Zhiyu had suddenly sent that out-of-the-blue message accusing him of being an ugly monster.
He gripped his phone and typed out a sentence on the screen.
LMY: 【I’ll send you my ID information, my work proof, and I can send my property documents too.】
If she hadn’t known who he was, this would really look like a tailor-made pig-butchering scam.
Little Fairy: 【No need, no need. I trust you.】
She couldn’t just know all his information without sharing anything about herself.
And she couldn’t keep using Qiao Nianxi’s information either—just thinking about it gave her a headache.
Remembering the online dating scam Li Mei had mentioned, Wen Zhiyu shared it over.
Little Fairy: 【Someone in the neighborhood got scammed out of 2.5 million through online chatting.】
Little Fairy: 【2.5 million.】
A cat laughing hysterically emoji.
The number was too ironic, and what made it even more mortifying was that the incident was posted in the neighborhood with the person’s surname attached.
With a little digging, you could find out exactly who it was.
Li Moyuan’s fingers paused. Li Mei’s nagging had appeared on his screen before, mentioning an online dating scam.
The amount matched.
He and Little Fairy lived in the same neighborhood.
Li Moyuan’s Adam’s apple slowly rolled as he switched back to the chat app and commented that the person really was quite foolish.
Wen Zhiyu laughed and laughed, then stopped.
Oh no.
In front of Li Moyuan, she was also a pig-butchering scammer.
That person was scammed out of 2.5 million; she had scammed Li Moyuan out of 3.3 million.
If she thought about it seriously, she didn’t know whether to say she was more skilled or that Li Moyuan was just rich and foolish.
Little Fairy: 【If I said I wasn’t a scammer, would you believe me?】
LMY: 【Yes.】
Little Fairy: 【Why?】
LMY: 【You couldn’t pull it off.】
A girl with such a simple mind—whatever she wanted was visible at a glance.
Before, she’d been a bit vain, liking to ask for red packets.
Now she’d completely changed; she didn’t want red packets anymore.
Besides, if she really did try to scam him, he had the ability to drag Wen Zhiyu back.
Wen Zhiyu nodded in satisfaction. As long as Li Moyuan didn’t see her as a scammer, it was fine.
She still had time to earn money and then pay him back.
But the more she mulled over his words, the more something felt off.
Little Fairy: 【Are you making fun of me for being stupid?】
A cat fiercely clawing at someone emoji.
Li Moyuan raised his slightly clenched left hand to his lips, suppressing the faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
No matter how fierce a little cat was, once someone grabbed it by the scruff, it lost all its lethality.
LMY: 【Do you have a cat?】
Little Fairy: 【Sort of, but not really. The cat I had before was taken away.】
LMY: 【Want one? My friend has cats. I’ll give you one.】
Wen Zhiyu happily typed on the screen, but her speed slowed more and more until she deleted it all.
Little Fairy: 【No need. It wouldn’t be the same cat I had before.】
LMY: 【Pat pat head.JPG】
Looking at the little cat emoji on the screen, Wen Zhiyu felt a strong sense of dissonance.
How could someone as serious as Li Moyuan use such an adorable emoji?
When they’d first started chatting, he’d been all proper with plain text.
Well, if he could do online dating, sending an emoji wasn’t a big deal.
Little Fairy: 【Do you like cats?】
LMY: 【Actually, no. I’m allergic to cat fur.】
Another person allergic to cat fur—what a coincidence.
Little Fairy: 【The auntie who cooks for me—her young master is also allergic to cat fur.】
LMY: 【Have you met the young master of her family?】
Little Fairy: 【No. I’ve never met him at all.】
Li Moyuan silently breathed a sigh of relief.
Little Fairy: 【You’re not jealous, are you?】
Wen Zhiyu was slow to react.
Li Moyuan was actually stirred by someone she’d never even met online—unbelievable.
LMY: 【Yes, I’m jealous.】
Seeing his candid reply, Wen Zhiyu didn’t know what to do.
Li Moyuan was taking this relationship seriously, even if it was just an online romance.
Thinking about it that way, his jealousy made sense.
Her cheeks burned, and Wen Zhiyu pressed her hands against them to cool down.
She clenched her little fists—she had to speed up the breakup process.
As for work, she had no clue.
Physical labor wasn’t suitable for her.
Little Fairy: 【What kind of job do you think suits me?】
If there was anything she didn’t know, she could just ask Li Moyuan.
He was the male lead of the book, the most capable male character.
LMY: 【Teaching piano.】
He had heard the piano clips in Wen Zhiyu’s posts—beautiful and professional.
Little Fairy: 【Oh, right.】
She’d forgotten—the original owner had skills.
Little Fairy: 【Do you smell something? It’s something sweet, because when you’re around, the air itself tastes sweet.】
Wen Zhiyu sent a cheesy pick-up line half-heartedly, then said goodbye to Li Moyuan.
Li Moyuan replied with a single “Mm.”
He felt like he’d been used by Wen Zhiyu and then tossed aside.
Li Moyuan furrowed his brow slightly. Hearing a knock at the office door, he pulled his thoughts back and immersed himself in work again.
Meanwhile, Wen Zhiyu searched for job opportunities online, her eyes growing dizzy from scrolling. She picked out a few places and decided to go for interviews.
The piano was a luxury instrument, and the corresponding pay was higher—tens of thousands a month.
If she got the chance, she could also take on students to teach piano on the side. Making money wouldn’t be a problem.
Wen Zhiyu was eager to give it a try.
At dinner, Li Mei came over to cook with Wen Zhiyu.
“Zhizhi, did you ask him for a photo yet?”