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After an entire hour, Xue Ning finally put down her phone.
However, looking at her unsatisfied expression, she probably wanted to continue chatting.
From her expression, Li Fei 'er could roughly guess that the one who ended the conversation was Young Master Wei.
For a moment, Li Fei 'er was also a little curious. How did Young Master Wei make Sister Yiyi become like this? Could he really be a PUA master?
However, when she saw Xue Lin's expression, Li Fei 'er could not help but laugh at her,""…Why? Sister Yiyi still wants to continue chatting?”
"What kind of drug did that Young Master Wei give you to make you so concerned?”
Xue Ning regained her senses at this time. Her face turned red for once, and she felt a little guilty. However, she quickly calmed down and said,"
"…What bewitching drug, Shangxin? I'm just arguing with reason. That bastard actually dared to laugh at me. I'll send you the chat history.”
Xue Ning Lin and Fei 'er Li had a very good relationship. The two of them had known each other for many years.
She trusted Li Fei 'er very much, so she sent a screenshot of the first conversation with Zhu Yu to Li Fei' er.
After sending the message, Xue Ning also fell into deep thought. Why was she chatting so happily with Zhu Yu?
Did he like her? Of course not. She wasn't a child who didn't know anything and didn't know anything after being bewitched by someone on the Internet.
Moreover, Zhu Yu didn't give her any bewitching soup during the chat. He was just casually chatting with her.
It was probably the kind of relaxed atmosphere where he chatted with Zhu Yu.
Because no one knew each other, no one had met each other, and there were no conflicts of interest, they could speak freely on the Internet and vent their unhappiness in reality.
Although Xue Ning Lin's family conditions were excellent, it was probably the kind of birth that most people dreamed of.
However, only Xue Ning knew how much pressure she had to face in such a family. She was in so much pain.
If it wasn't for her carefree personality, Lin Xue Ning would have suspected that she might have depression.
"Hahahaha!"
Just as Xue Ning was letting her imagination run wild, Li Fei 'er's pleasant laughter rang out.
The cold-faced girl covered her mouth and giggled. She looked at Xue Lin and said,""…Auntie Ai, I'll call you Auntie Ai from now on!”
"Pui, how can a young and beautiful girl like me look like an auntie? Even if I'm 50 years old, I'll still be as beautiful as 20 years old!”
Lin Xue Ning spat and said indignantly.
"I know, I know. Auntie Ai, you don't have to say anymore.”
Li Fei 'er did not let her go at all and continued to tease her.
Xue Lin ignored Fei 'er and said,""…Although that official account has retired from the internet, according to their habits, they will make a comeback after changing their account.”
"…But this time, that public account was smart enough to apologize directly and didn't resist to the end, so we didn't send him to prison.”
"But we have to pay some compensation for mental damage. There were many people who spread rumors before, so I'm just doing a good deed and getting the lawyers to sue him for compensation.”
"…As for the author from that association, ha, don't bother with him. His reputation is already ruined. I reckon that the Writers 'Association will remove him from the list, and the publishing firm that he works with will definitely cut ties with him quickly.”
"In the future, don't be a writer anymore. Anyway, you're already a failure. Who knows, if you change jobs, you might be able to bring out a second spring.”
Lin Xue Ning said mockingly. It could be considered as a conclusion for the two people behind this matter.
"Sister Yiyi, you really care about him. If that Young Master Wei is really an ugly and fat otaku, then Sister Yiyi, won't you suffer a loss?”
Li Fei 'er said with a light smile. Her words were filled with ridicule.
As for whether that Young Master Wei was ugly, she didn't really care because Young Master Wei was really talented.
She actually admired these talented people.
"Why would I lose out? I don't care if that Young Master Wei is a little puppy or an old dog. I just like to read his books and stand up for him.”
Xue Ning said insincerely.
However, she did not really care about Young Master Wei's appearance. After all, they were just friends who might occasionally chat on the Internet.
It was impossible for them to have any contact in real life. Although they didn't want to say it out loud, there was really a big difference in their social class.
Under such circumstances, appearance was not important. Spiritual communication might be more important.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. I'll be returning to Hillford in two days. You're going to Hillford in September for your freshman year. Do you want to go back with me?”
Xue Ning changed the topic and asked.
Li Fei 'er shook her head lightly and said,"I think I'll stay in Shanghai. I'll report to Imperial University by myself. I don't need my parents to send me.”
"…" Lin Xue Ning said," Let me know when you're in Beijing. I'll pick you up at the airport."”
" Sister Yiyi, you're the best!"
"If she's good to you, then you'll be Sister Yiyi. If she's bad, then you'll be Auntie Ai, right?”
"Sigh, Sister Yiyi is Sister Yiyi. She's not an auntie!”
The two girls laughed and quarreled again.
After a while, Xue Ning looked at the microphone and earphones placed beside Fei 'er's computer. She couldn't help but ask,""…Don't tell me you're thinking of becoming a celebrity singer? Your parents will never agree to it."
Li Fei 'er smiled gracefully."…I don't want to be a celebrity. I just like to sing. When I have nothing to do, I'll cover some songs and post them online. I'll be very happy.”
Lin Xue Ning snickered and said,"…Even if your songs were posted online, not many people would watch them.”
"Let me teach you. You don't even need to show your face. The next time you record a song, wear less clothes, such as low-cut clothes. When you post it on Bilibili, a lot of people will definitely watch it.”
"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that you don't have breasts. Even if you wear this, no one will look at you.”
Xue Ning seemed to have just remembered something and said regretfully.
"Sister Yiyi, I'm angry!"
Li Fei 'er pouted her small mouth and said in a somewhat embarrassed and annoyed manner.
As for whether she was angry that she was too flat or that no one had watched her singing video, no one knew.
The two of them chatted for a while, but they didn't stay up too late. They washed up and went to bed.
……
The next day, when Xue Ning woke up, she habitually rubbed her eyes and turned on her phone.
Seeing a bunch of WeChat messages, she roughly scrolled through them. When she saw that Zhu Yu had also sent a message, she subconsciously opened it.
Inside was a document and a message from Zhu Yu at five in the morning.
"Thank you very much for your help, Miss Ai. Although I was joking yesterday, I've actually been thinking about how to thank you.”
"…After thinking for a long time, I don't think I can give you anything to show my sincerity. I think you don't lack it.”
"After thinking about it, I decided to use this skill to write a novel for Miss Ai as a token of my gratitude.”
"…From yesterday's conversation, I could tell that Miss Ai was indeed interested in 'rogue', so I braced myself and wrote this article to thank Miss Ai for her help.”
These words were neither white nor ancient.
However, seeing that Zhu Yu actually wanted to thank her and stayed up late to write such an article, Lin Xue Ning's heart warmed.
She opened the document and looked at this side story. It was lustful but not obscene. It was indeed one of the best rotten stories that Lin Xue Ning had ever read. It was obvious how serious Zhu Yu was.
Thinking of how Zhu Yu had spent the entire night writing this, she couldn't help but laugh out loud. Her gaze became even gentler.
……
In Zhu Yu's residence in Wu City, Zhu Yu stretched after staying up all night.
He was indeed very grateful for Lin Xue Ning's help. After thinking for a long time, he could only thank her in this way.
"Sigh, I originally planned to rest for a day, but in the end, I still spent my time writing.”
Zhu Yu complained.
Fortunately, this author's life would end at noon. He could start the life of an asset manager!
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