A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

"You silly girl, you're really being sold out by him and you're still counting the money for him."

"You know you were the one who was completely fooled?"

"Wake up!"

238: Tong Wenjie's plea for help at the hotel

"You're not going to talk anymore?"

Su Chen put her phone on the table.

He originally intended to use a counter-strategy, since Qiao Jingjing had no idea that he had learned her true identity.

You can also use this information gap to tease her.

But let me think about it again.

That doesn't really make any sense.

It's more fun when you know something yourself, but the other person doesn't.

Just like Pei Yin.

Moreover, judging from Qiao Jingjing's words just now, she is clearly planning to come clean.

Su Chen was better off taking the lead.

"Trying to surprise me? You're not qualified!"

On the other side of the phone.

Qiao Jingjing looked at the messages on her phone.

It took me a long time to react.

"Boss, Su Chen, this guy is bullying me, you have to help me!"

Qiao Jingjing's first thought was to ask her boss for help.

Little did Yang Mi know, she was actually thinking about whether or not to sell Qiao Jingjing to Su Chen.

I feel like something bad is bound to happen if this silly girl stays under her command.

Instead of letting yourself suffer the headache.

It's better to let Su Chen have a headache.

Hearing Qiao Jingjing's words, Yang Mi looked up at her.

"How can I help?" Yang Mi said with a smirk, "Actually, there's a way for you to get revenge on him."

"Tell me what method you have?" Qiao Jingjing's eyes lit up.

She thought her boss had some good idea.

Yang Mi looked at her seriously and said, "The way is to marry him and have seven or eight children for him, preferably all boys."

"..." Qiao Jingjing was stunned for a moment.

Her fair and smooth face visibly began to turn red.

In the end, it's like a perfectly ripe apple.

It's not just the face.

His neck and ears were all bright red.

It's incredibly tempting.

Qiao Jingjing saw Yang Mi's face as she tried to suppress a laugh and reached out to hit her.

"Boss! It's one thing for him to bully me, but why are you bullying me too!"

Qiao Jingjing threw her phone away.

He sat down to one side with his arms crossed.

"You can talk about the rest later, I don't care anymore, hmph!!!"

"You're really not going to care?"

"do not care!"

"So you wouldn't care what I send him?"

Qiao Jingjing paused upon hearing Yang Mi's teasing words.

But after all, she is the boss.

They should have more integrity than me.

They probably won't say anything embarrassing.

She continued to nod.

"Say whatever you want, I don't care anymore!"

Look how determined she is.

Yang Mi didn't stand on ceremony and picked up her phone to chat with Su Chen.

[You're dishonest! You know who I am but you've been lying to me and calling me "Dad." Do you have some kind of weird fetish?]

[A quiet kind of happiness: I made a bet myself, so I'll cry and shout it out: I helped you rank up several levels, is it a loss to call me that? Call me "Dad" again, and I'll help you and your friends rank up.]

Yang Mi looked at her phone.

He secretly glanced in Qiao Jingjing's direction.

She realized he wasn't looking at her.

"Anyway, this girl has no morals left, so it doesn't matter if I shout it again, right?" Yang Mi comforted herself softly.

With trembling hands, I typed three words on my phone.

[He can pick cotton with his hands: A good dad.]

"Pfft, Qiao Jingjing really has no integrity at all. Her identity has been exposed, and she still dares to say it out loud."

However, Su Chen thought of Qiao Jingjing shyly calling him "Dad".

It was as if a switch in Su Chen's heart had been flipped.

It felt strangely good.

[A Quiet Journey to Happiness: Okay, just call me when you log in.]

Yang Mi was secretly delighted.

That way, you'll have someone to carry you.

And she doesn't have to lose her dignity, since the account belongs to Qiao Jingjing anyway.

What does this have to do with Yang Mi?

Yang Mi became happier the more she thought about it, and suddenly wondered what this person thought of her.

[You can pick cotton with your hands: Do you know Yang Mi? What do you think of her?]

[A low-key happiness: She's very beautiful and sexy, especially her long legs; the photos taken by the paparazzi are stunning.]

"You're smart to know what's good for you!" Yang Mi snorted.

I thought about it.

A mischievous smile crept across his lips.

[Hands Can Pick Cotton: Superficial. Is she prettier than me? Her legs aren't even as long as mine. If I wore stockings, I'd definitely look better than her.]

[A low-key kind of happiness: She's mature and has a certain charm; what are you, a young girl, trying to compare yourself to her? When she's doing something, you don't even know what to do when she taps you on the shoulder.]

[You can pick cotton with your hands: What's the purpose?]

[A low-key kind of happiness: Let's change positions.]

[Cotton can be picked by hand: ......]

Seeing this, Yang Mi didn't know what expression to use to respond to him.

"Boss, what are you talking about?"

Qiao Jingjing walked over with her hands behind her back and peeked over.

Before I could even see the content above, Yang Mi pushed me back.

"Isn't it just to help you deal with that cheap dad? The main thing is to get him to help us both rank up."

Talking.

Yang Mi tapped repeatedly on her phone with her two delicate fingers.

The chat history was completely wiped out.

Qiao Jingjing didn't believe it.

But by the time she snatched the phone back, it was empty.