He stole his best friend's photos and fell for a tycoon's heir through online dating.

"Well... let's try them all." Xia Ruo rolled the brochure into a tube, tapped her palm, and felt that she had completed her task for the day.

After leaving the job fair, Xia Ruo took out her phone and sent Zhou Siyan several photos of the brochures, with the caption:

"Brother, I have interviews at these companies next week~ Just letting you know in advance~"

"I'll probably be visiting a few more places next week, so my schedule is pretty full~"

The implication is: I'm very busy, let's postpone the meeting.

On the other end, Zhou Siyan had just finished a multinational video conference.

He leaned back in his leather office chair, rubbed his temples, picked up his phone, and saw a message from Xia Ruo.

His gaze fell on the photo in the first brochure, and his finger paused for a moment.

It was a media company—a little-known one, not many people in the industry even knew about it.

However, if we trace back the three-tier equity structure, its parent company is a wholly-owned subsidiary of the Zhou Group.

In other words, this is a small company belonging to the Zhou family.

As Zhou Siyan looked at the photo, a barely perceptible smile slowly crept onto his lips.

You have a good eye.

He typed a few words on the screen and sent them.

Zero: [Okay, good luck, baby!]

He had just sent the message when he remembered something, switched to his assistant's chat window, and typed a few lines.

Then I went back to the chat window with Xia Ruo and sent another message:

Zero: [By the way, baby, I bought you a little gift. It'll arrive in the next couple of days, remember to pick it up.]

Xia Ruo was on her way back to the dormitory when she saw the message. She thought to herself, "Is this person no longer satisfied with just money transfers? He's starting to transfer physical goods now?"

The gift arrived faster than she had expected.

The next day at noon, a small dark blue box was placed on the parcel shelf downstairs in the dormitory building.

When Xia Ruo retrieved it, Mu Zhizhi was the first to come over, her eyes wide like saucers:

"Wow—Tiffany! Ruoruo, did you win the lottery?"

Xia Ruoshuo chuckled twice.

She opened the box, and inside lay an exquisite silver necklace.

The pendant is key-shaped with a small sapphire set in it, reflecting a cool yet gentle light under the dormitory's fluorescent lights.

The chain is very thin, and the craftsmanship is so exquisite that no trace of it can be seen at any of the joints.

"Wow, Ruoruo, you're so beautiful!"

Lin Wanzhi poked her head out of bed, her eyes lighting up immediately. "Where did you buy it?"

Mu Zhizhi winked at him from the side:

"Could it have been a gift from that suitor?"

Xia Ruo's heart skipped a beat, and she almost lost her smile.

As she racked her brains trying to figure out how to explain, Lin Wanzhi spoke first, her tone as certain as if stating a universal truth:

"That's impossible. If she wasn't dating anyone, and had no suitors, how could I not know if she were?"

Lin Wanzhi spoke with self-assurance, even with a hint of slight offense—

It was as if someone was questioning the authority of her identity as "Xia Ruo's best friend".

Xia Ruo silently gave Lin Wanzhi a thumbs up in her heart:

Baby, you're amazing! Thank you for taking that bullet for me.

However, the next second, Lin Wanzhi seemed to suddenly realize something, turned her head to look at Xia Ruo, her eyes changing from certainty to doubt, and then from doubt to a slowly spreading shock.

Xia Ruo's nerves, which had just relaxed slightly, immediately tensed up again.

No way?

You don't really suspect me, do you?

I haven't even started thinking of a solution yet, and the female lead is already starting to suspect me?

Within seconds, countless possibilities were racing through Xia Ruo's mind—

Lin Wanzhi asked her where she got the necklace. How should she answer?

Lin Wanzhi asked her if she was secretly dating someone, and how should she explain it?

If Lin Wanzhi follows this line of investigation, will she discover the existence of "zero"?

Will they discover those transfers?

Will they find that photo?

Cold sweat was starting to break out on her back.

Then Lin Wanzhi spoke.

"Ruo Ruo," her voice was so earnest that Xia Ruo's heart almost jumped out of her chest.

"You've treated us to dinner and bought us things today, you must have run out of money."

Xia Ruo was stunned for a moment.

"Why won't you ask me for money?"

Lin Wanzhi's eyes reddened, and her voice carried a sense of grievance and hurt, as if she had been offended.

"You're making me worried."

As she spoke, she picked up her phone and transferred 10,000 yuan to Xia Ruo in front of her.

Then he put down his phone, put his hands on Xia Ruo's shoulders, straightened her body so she was facing him, and looked at her with a serious expression as if he were scolding a disobedient child.

"I don't want this to happen again!"

Xia Ruo opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't say a word.

Looking at Lin Wanzhi's face, which seemed to say, "If you keep this up, I'll cry," a voice inside her screamed, "!!!!"

Why did the original owner want to marry a rich man?

With a best friend to support her, why would she need a man?

A transfer of 10,000 yuan was made without hesitation, without even a blink of an eye, and without asking a reason.

Lin Wanzhi's kindness towards Xia Ruo was the kind of "what's mine is yours" kind of taken-for-granted attitude.

Xia Ruo inwardly scorned the original owner of this body.

What kind of sugar daddy are you dating?

Do you know that you're begging for food while holding a golden bowl?

"Okay, okay," Xia Ruo raised her hands in surrender, "I promise, I'll definitely ask you for it next time."

Lin Wanzhi stared at her, clearly doubting the sincerity of her answer.

"I promise!" Xia Ruo added, raising three fingers with a devout expression as if she were making an oath.

"That's not enough," Lin Wanzhi said, arms crossed. "You said the same thing last time."

Xia Ruo: "..."

How many times did you lie to Lin Wanzhi, original owner?

Finally, Xia Ruo wrote a guarantee, a handwritten one:

"I, Xia Ruo, hereby solemnly promise that I will inform Lin Wanzhi immediately if I encounter any financial difficulties in the future."

"I will not conceal anything, nor will I act on my own initiative. If I violate this rule, I will be at Lin Wanzhi's disposal."

Lin Wanzhi carefully folded the guarantee and put it in her drawer. Then she nodded in satisfaction and returned to her chair contentedly.

Xia Ruo watched her retreating figure and let out a long breath.

I almost thought I was about to be discovered.

She glanced down at her phone at Zhou Siyan's chat history, then at the Tiffany necklace on the table, and thought:

One of these two people was desperately trying to give her money, afraid that she wouldn't have enough to spend, while the other was desperately trying to give her money, afraid that she would spend other people's money.

What good deeds did Xia Ruo do in her past life?

After transmigrating into the book, all I encountered were spendthrifts?