Strawberry Sweetheart: [I don’t want it!]
Strawberry Sweetheart: [I’m already happy just receiving your concern, big brother. I can’t accept this much money.]
Shen Yuli looked at the righteous and stern message that came through, along with the transfer refund notification.
His fingers paused. Could he really have misread her intentions?
She didn’t want the money?
After refunding the transfer, Su Yunting let out a long sigh of relief.
Sewing machine, you’ll never get your hands on me.
Although she had refused the transfer, she still gained some information from it.
Shen Yuli had sent her a transfer, which meant he probably didn’t suspect her identity as Sweetheart.
Phew, she hadn’t blown her cover.
Crisis averted.
Second test passed.
But just as she breathed a sigh of relief—
She never expected the person on the other end to send it again.
L: [Transfer 200,000]
Su Yunting: !!
Why was it even more this time?
Su Yunting stared silently at that long string of zeros.
Why did people always use this kind of thing to test a cadre?
She was honest, but she wasn’t without desires.
The next second—
No, no, I’m a successor of socialism.
Wealth can’t corrupt me, poverty can’t sway me, force can’t subdue me!
I’m practically glowing red!
Su Yunting silently praised herself.
The real reason was still her fear of stepping on that sewing machine.
L: [It’s fine, it’s not a big amount.]
Su Yunting: “…”
This time she really wanted to scream.
Two hundred thousand!
Not a big amount!
She really wanted to fight it out with these rich people.
Did they have so much money they didn’t know where to spend it?
If you don’t know where to spend it, then give it to me.
Well, technically they did give it to her, but did she dare accept it? No, she didn’t.
At that moment, a phrase ran wild through Su Yunting’s mind.
See, when they actually give it to you, you’re not happy about it.
Su Yunting: Sigh, times are tough. I can only part with it reluctantly.
Strawberry Sweetheart: [Big brother, you really don’t need to send me money.]
Strawberry Sweetheart: [Um, I’ll stop talking for now. The test results are out and the doctor is calling me.]
Shen Yuli withdrew his gaze from the transfer refund notification.
L: [Okay.]
The reason he’d sent the money twice was because the girl in the photo looked pitiful. Since she’d refused so righteously, then so be it.
He didn’t have a hobby of forcing money on people anyway.
Beside him, Chen Che finally finished answering the question. After sitting down, he started cursing at his friend.
“Shen Yuli, is this how you sell out your brother?”
Voluntarily answering a question in class—what a terrifying thing that was.
Seeing that the other wasn’t paying attention to him, he curiously leaned over.
What was he doing?
“Damn, Shen Yuli, you didn’t run into a scammer, did you? This Sweetheart actually asked you for money!”
Shen Yuli lifted his gaze and swept a glance at him, saying calmly, “If you don’t need your eyes, you can donate them.”
Hearing this, Chen Che glanced at the phone again. He wasn’t at the age of needing reading glasses yet.
He looked again. Oh, oh, oh. It was refunded.
Wait.
Chen Che’s pupils widened, his eyes full of disbelief.
Bro, are you possessed by a ghost or something?
Just sending people money like some kind of money-dispensing bodhisattva, and then getting rejected?
Twice!
And was the person on the other side stupid?
Why refuse? If someone’s giving you money, just take it!
Chen Che’s gossip instincts were now exploding.
The original purpose of making Shen Yuli add a online romance partner was to prank him, but now it seemed like it had turned into a reward?
A reward of an online girlfriend?
Chen Che asked curiously, “You’re not actually falling for this Sweetheart, are you?”
This… that…
Chen Che probed cautiously: “Although online romance is all well and good, there are unfortunately plenty of scammers out there. If you’re really getting into an online relationship, you’d better keep your wits about you.”
“Watermelon, muskmelon, honeydew melon—may you never be a fool who’s been cheated on.” He said this with great earnestness.
Shen Yuli’s brow lifted slightly, and he gave a light scoff: “You might get scammed, but there’s no way I would.”
Chen Che thought about it and figured that was true.
Who actually takes online romance seriously enough to get scammed by it?
Especially not someone like Shen Yuli.
Still, Chen Che was curious: “So what do you and this little sweetheart usually talk about anyway? You’re not actually falling for her, are you?”
Shen Yuli gave him a cold glance: “Still want your questions answered?”
Chen Che: “…”
If he didn’t want to say it, he didn’t want to say it—no need to resort to threats.
Meanwhile, the examination results had indeed come back, and the school doctor carefully reviewed the scans.
“Nothing major to worry about. Just remember not to rub it with your hands. I’ll give you some topical ointments. Rest well when you get back, avoid strenuous activity for now, and you can apply some ice today…”
The school doctor went over the precautions, then handed the medicine to Su Yunting: “That’ll be 428 total. WeChat or Alipay?”
Su Yunting: “WeChat, please.”
With that, she opened WeChat and began scanning the QR code—then the next second, she froze in place.
Insufficient balance.
Su Yunting couldn’t believe it as she tapped open her WeChat balance. 142.85.
A precise number down to the cents.
Su Yunting: …
An embarrassed flush crept involuntarily across her face.
She gave the doctor an apologetic smile: “Sorry, teacher. Let me use Alipay instead.”
Half a minute later.
The flush on Su Yunting’s face deepened even further. She was about to turn completely red.
She’d forgotten—just two days ago, she’d transferred all her money to her grandmother for medical treatment.
Plus, she rarely used Alipay, so the balance there was even worse than WeChat.
Six yuan and twenty-eight cents.
Su Yunting pressed her lips together, mortified.
Facing the doctor’s puzzled look, Su Yunting said sorry once again and asked for a moment.
Su Yunting was starting to regret things.
If she’d known this would happen, she would have accepted that twenty thousand when Shen Yuli transferred it to her earlier.
Was it too late to have Shen Yuli throw money at her now?
Su Yunting held her phone, running through her options for who she could borrow from.
After a long moment, her gaze landed on Shen Yuli’s chat window.
She needed to deepen her connection with Shen Yuli anyway—borrowing money counted as a form of interaction.
She could pay him back afterward. It shouldn’t be a problem.
Once she’d thought it through, Su Yunting carefully deliberated over her wording.
Strawberry Little Sweetheart: [Brother, kitty peeking out~]
Strawberry Little Sweetheart: [Could you send me that string of numbers again? cautious inquiry jpg.]
When Shen Yuli received the message, a look of confusion crossed his face.
Numbers?
What numbers?
Suspecting his memory was playing tricks on him, Shen Yuli scrolled through his sparse chat history.
For a moment, he couldn’t figure out what she was talking about. Maybe she’d sent the message to the wrong person.
Until he saw the returned transfer notification, with a glaring string of numbers on it.
Shen Yuli: …
As if to confirm his suspicion, the little sweetheart’s next message came right away.
Strawberry Little Sweetheart: [It’s just… could you lend me some money?]
Afraid he might misunderstand, Su Yunting quickly explained the whole situation to Shen Yuli in detail.
Her fingers were practically flying across the keyboard.
Strawberry Little Sweetheart: [I only realized I didn’t have enough money when I went to pay.]
[??^??]
Strawberry Sweetheart: [You have to believe me, I’m absolutely not a scammer!!]
Strawberry Sweetheart: [I will definitely pay you back!]
Su Yunting assured him repeatedly. To add credibility, she even deliberately added a lot of exclamation marks.
While sending messages, she couldn’t help but sigh softly in her heart.
She had only just rejected his transfer not long ago, and now she was asking to borrow money. It really did seem like she fit the image of a woman playing hard to get and fishing for money.
Strawberry Sweetheart: [I don’t want much, just lend me 278.87.]
Strawberry Sweetheart: [Is that okay?]
Shen Yuli: …
He was quite curious—how had she arrived at such an exact figure, down to the cents?
After Su Yunting sent the message, she felt a bit nervous.
She was borrowing money so bluntly—would her tone give her away?
Su Yunting didn’t know how He Jiaojiao usually chatted with him. Would she be as blunt as this?
Before she could think too much, her phone dinged.
L: [Transfer 2000]
Two thousand?
Su Yunting confirmed it once, and this time she didn’t decline. She accepted it with incredible speed.
Two thousand yuan—it wasn’t like two hundred thousand.
She could pay it back, which was why she accepted it without any pressure.
Strawberry Sweetheart: [Thank you, gege!]
Strawberry Sweetheart: [Don’t worry, I will definitely pay you back, at most two… one week, one week, I will definitely pay you back.]
L: [No need.]
Strawberry Sweetheart: [No, I must pay you back.]
This money absolutely had to be returned, Su Yunting typed.
Strawberry Sweetheart: [Borrow and repay, and borrowing again is easy.]
The other side was silent for a long while.
L: […You’re really thinking long-term.]