Shen Yuli had just finished his shower and stepped out of the bathroom.
His phone dinged.
Shen Yuli’s first reaction was that his little sweetheart had sent him another message.
He unlocked his phone while drying his hair.
However, the owner of the message was not the person he had in mind.
The moment Shen Yuli saw the message, he knew that Jiang Jiayue’s money had been cut off by his cousin again.
He casually tapped two words onto the screen: [No.]
In the dormitory, Jiang Jiayue sat up straight at once.
[Jiujiu, how could such cold and heartless words possibly come out of your mouth? I know, you must have typed it wrong, right??^??]
Shen Yuli glanced at the message Jiang Jiayue had sent, and his gaze lingered on the last kaomoji.
This expression—his little sweetheart had used it today too.
Jiang Jiayue: [Handsome and generous Jiujiu, you surely can’t bear to watch me starve on the streets, right??﹏??]
Jiang Jiayue kept laying on the sob story.
She hadn’t paid attention when she was shopping just now, and now that she checked her balance, it was killing her.
She had never been this poor before.
She hoped that playing the pity card would move her Jiujiu to show some kindness and sponsor her a little.
Although kindness was something Shen Yuli didn’t have much of to begin with.
But what if.
Jiang Jiayue prayed inwardly.
A message popped up, and Jiang Jiayue got excited for a moment, and then—
Shen Yuli: [Where did you get these expressions?]
Jiang Jiayue: ??
Jiang Jiayue: [I saved them.]
Saved from Su Yunting.
She had tons of kaomoji over there, all kinds, and Jiang Jiayue thought they were cute, so she asked her to send some over, and then she saved them.
When sending messages to Shen Yuli, she even specially added the expressions, hoping to move him.
Shen Yuli: [Ugly. Don’t send them next time.]
Jiang Jiayue’s eyes widened in disbelief: “Ugly!”
Su Yunting heard the commotion and turned to ask her: “What’s wrong?”
“Su Yunting, my jiujiu actually said your meme stickers are ugly!”
“He actually said they’re ugly!” Jiang Jiayue’s tone was full of disbelief.
Hearing this, Su Yunting also wore a puzzled expression.
There was no way her expressions could be considered ugly by any stretch.
“Does he have any eye for aesthetics at all? These meme stickers are so cute.”
Jiang Jiayue was indignant. Shen Yuli was questioning their taste.
Su Yunting tilted her head and thought for a moment, then came to a conclusion.
“Maybe it’s because… aesthetic differences between different age groups?”
Jiang Jiayue’s jiujiu was probably quite old too, so it was understandable that he couldn’t appreciate young people’s things.
Jiang Jiayue thought about it: “True. He’s a guy—what would he know.”
Despite all the complaining, she still had to grovel when necessary—after all, she was the one asking for help.
Jiang Jiayue: [Alright, I won’t send them to you next time, won’t pollute your eyes.]
Su Yunting saw Jiang Jiayue chatting and remembered she hadn’t chatted with her online romance partner tonight, so she opened her phone.
Strawberry Sweetheart: [Gege, are you there?]
[Kitty peeking ^ ?- ?? ? ?^?]
Shen Yuli saw the familiar meme sticker again. She seemed to really like sending this one.
L: [What’s up?]
Strawberry Sweetheart: [Nothing much, just wanted to show you a sticker I just saved. Cute, right?]
Shen Yuli’s gaze swept over that expression again, and the person in that photo couldn’t help but surface in his mind.
Strangely similar to this expression.
Su Yunting waited for a long time but didn’t get a reply.
No way, did Shen Yuli also think her stickers weren’t cute?
Was he just as lacking in taste?
Half a minute later, a message popped up.
L: [Mm.]
Seeing the reply, Su Yunting’s eyes curved slightly.
See, she knew it—they were adorable. It had to be Jiang Jiayue’s uncle’s problem, nothing to do with her stickers at all.
Strawberry Sweetheart: [I just got back from studying. It’s so hot out, so I had an ice cream. What are you doing~]
Shen Yuli watched Jiang Jiayue’s messages keep popping up on his phone, then replied to Sweetheart.
L: [Being someone’s ATM.]
ATM?
Su Yunting’s first thought was that Shen Yuli had run into a gold digger?
She didn’t count, though.
Whatever she got from him, she’d pay back.
Strawberry Sweetheart: [Brother, you’re not getting scammed, are you? There are all kinds of scams these days—you’ve got to keep your eyes wide open!]
Strawberry Sweetheart: [Especially don’t just transfer money to random people.]
Got that? Next time, don’t transfer money to her either.
L: [Not a scammer. Family.]
Su Yunting: …
Family, huh. Then never mind.
Jiang Jiayue had been sending messages for a while without getting a reply, and looked confused. “Why isn’t he replying? He was just online a second ago, wasn’t he?”
Jiang Jiayue: [Uncle? Little uncle? You still there?]
Strawberry Sweetheart: [Then you go ahead and be busy. I won’t bother you—I’m off to wash up and get ready for bed. Good night~]
L: [Mm.]
After replying to Sweetheart, Shen Yuli switched over to Jiang Jiayue’s WeChat.
Shen Yuli: [Stop throwing bombs into my WeChat.]
It wouldn’t stop buzzing.
To keep Jiang Jiayue from rambling on, Shen Yuli asked directly: [What do you need the money for?]
Seeing a chance, Jiang Jiayue’s eyes lit up immediately, her fingers flying across the keyboard, afraid Shen Yuli might change his mind.
[My roommate bought me ice cream, so of course I have to treat her back—take her somewhere nice to eat.]
[But my mom cut off my allowance, so…]
Ice cream?
He couldn’t help but think of the message Sweetheart had just sent him. After a long pause—
Shen Yuli: [Transfer 20,000]
Seeing that, Jiang Jiayue jumped up from her chair and accepted the money in an instant.
Jiang Jiayue: [Thanks, little uncle!]
She held up her phone and waved it at Su Yunting.
“Su Yunting, I’m treating you to a meal with my uncle’s money!”
Su Yunting paused what she was doing and pointed at herself. “Me?”
Jiang Jiayue: “Yeah! You treated me to ice cream, didn’t you?”
A favor for a favor.
“It’s fine, ice cream isn’t expensive.”
“No way,” Jiang Jiayue refused firmly. “It’s not just the ice cream—you’re going to be studying with me from now on too. One meal is the least I can do!”
She really had zero self-discipline.
The only reason she got into Jing University was because her family paid for tutors—burning the candle at both ends, money buying her way in.
The fact that Su Yunting could still go study at the library for so long after class genuinely impressed her.
If you’re asking someone for a favor, you’ve got to show the right attitude. One meal wasn’t even enough in her book.
“Besides,” Jiang Jiayue squinted with a sly grin.
“It’s my little uncle’s money anyway. Free money, why not spend it?”
It was rare for her to squeeze money out of her little uncle—he was usually so hard to get anything from.
“Although he only transferred me twenty thousand.” Her tone turned a bit disdainful at that.
“So stingy. Not generous at all.”
Only twenty thousand?
Su Yunting blinked. Had the currency unit changed or something?
Two million to describe someone as talented.
But then she thought of a certain someone who had just transferred two hundred thousand to her today.
In comparison, it seemed about right to describe two million as talented.
But.
Su Yunting looked up at the sky—no, at the ceiling.
Damn it, she was starting to resent rich people.