Don't call me a singing god, I just want to go back to doing scientific research.

Ling Luo reached out and pulled Gu Yang's shoulders closer, gently wiping away the tears clinging to his eyelashes with her fingertips, her voice soft: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Gu Yang bit his lower lip and said in a muffled voice, "Ling Luo, you should change back."

Ling Luo was taken aback, then burst into laughter.

Is this young master afraid that I'm being too nice to him?

I've never seen someone become more and more spoiled every day.

"Okay," Ling Luo replied indulgently, "Weren't you going to prepare a graduation gift for me? I'm waiting to see."

Having received permission, Gu Yang nodded and picked up his phone again.

Big data from shopping websites is practically everywhere.

He simply posted a photo of himself holding hands with Ling Luo in the couples' group chat, and the app's homepage feed was flooded with posts about couple items. Black and white hoodies, simple matching rings, and even couple toothbrushes.

Gu Yang slid his fingertips downwards, muttering under his breath, "Ling Luo, you don't seem to use skincare products usually, do you?"

"Mm," Ling Luo replied.

He used to stay indoors most of the time and didn't see much sunlight, so his skin wasn't bad.

Professor Qian from the research institute made a face cream using snake oil. It's all-natural, without any unnecessary additives. You apply a little at night, and your skin will look great the next day. There are no side effects.

Unfortunately, I was in such a rush last time that I was watching someone pack my luggage and forgot about it for a moment.

Ling Luo, holding Gu Yang's hand, subconsciously pinched his cheek gently, thinking that she would have to ask Professor Qian for a few more bottles next time she went back, so that she could make this guy fair and tender too.

Meanwhile, Gu Yang had already added a black-packaged facial cleanser to her shopping cart. Next, she tossed in toner, lotion, serum, and face cream—anything that caught her eye.

As for whether it's good or not, we'll see after we buy it.

This money absolutely cannot be saved; they make a living off their looks.

Okay, Ling Luo isn't.

Gu Yang pursed his lips and said, "Having talent is amazing."

  

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a while, Ling Luo looked down and her gaze fell on Gu Yang's phone screen. Her breath caught in her throat for a moment.

I can accept all the bottles and jars in the shopping cart, but what's with those two sets of pink and blue matching pajamas with Peppa Pig printed on them?

And that "buy one get one free" engraved thermos...

Ling Luo cleared her throat and asked with difficulty, "Yang Bao, what did you buy?"

Gu Yang didn't even look up, casually listing the items: "Skincare products, shoes, clothes, necklaces, phone cases..."

Ling Luo: "..."

Who was that person who was reluctant to buy those little things again?

This looks like they're planning to book the entire courier station.

"Ling Luo, look at this phone charm, it's only 2.8 yuan! How about we each get one?"

"it is good."

"And this phone case, the same style, I want the white one."

"OK."

"Hey, these headphones look nice too. I wonder how the sound quality is. I'll buy two to try them out."

"Um."

Gu Yang placed orders with great enthusiasm until the final payment, at which point he suddenly slammed on the brakes.

He stared wide-eyed at the bill, which showed a figure of over 20,000.

"How can it be so expensive! Everything I bought cost only a few dollars with free shipping, and the most expensive thing was just that pair of shoes!"

Ling Luo suppressed a laugh, ruffled his hair, took his phone, and paid with Intimate Payment: "It's okay, I'll sell a couple more songs and you'll earn it back."

"Looks like I'm not cut out for managing money." Gu Yang puffed out his cheeks and sighed deeply. "Oh well, I guess I'll just take on a couple more gigs."

"Thanks a lot."

Who would have thought that the young master of the Gu family, who used to have millions of yuan in pocket money every month, would now be sighing and lamenting over 20,000 yuan?

Ultimately, it's all because of myself.

Ling Luo sighed silently, tightening her grip on Gu Yang's arm even more.

"There's no need to be so frugal. The copyright fee for one of my songs is five million, which is more than enough."

"I know, but there's a use to saving money."

"Hmm? What's it for?"

"I feel like I'm always unlucky, maybe because I haven't accumulated enough merit," Gu Yang said earnestly. "So I need to accumulate merit."

Ling Luo: "...?"

"Didn't you say last time that many people do the hardest jobs and still can't afford a car in the Starry Sky underground parking lot? I was thinking that if I donate some money, I can help others and accumulate merit for myself at the same time, killing two birds with one stone."

Ling Luo was surprised by the answer. Even Li Mingjun, who was driving in front, glanced at her in surprise through the rearview mirror.

"That's wonderful." Ling Luo's heart stirred, and she couldn't help but place a kiss on Gu Yang's smooth forehead. "My Yang Bao has really grown up."

Gu Yang was about to grin smugly at the first half of the sentence, but the second half made him wipe that smile off.

"Ling Luo, I'm two months older than you." He looked up, his eyes unusually serious, and even held up two fingers to show, "Two months!"

Ling Luo raised an eyebrow and reached out to grasp those two restless fingers in her palm.

So what if it's two months?

He's a man who's lived two lives; if you really count by the length of his lifespan, this guy in front of him is still just a little kid.

Half an hour later, the car came to a stop in front of the Lucheng Apartment Building.

The moving company's truck had arrived ahead of schedule, and the movers, not having the keys, were smoking and waiting downstairs.

"Thank you all for your help, the apartment is on the sixteenth floor." Gu Yang, carrying the bunch of sunflowers, got out of the car first and led the drivers upstairs with practiced ease.

From moving and unpacking to arranging according to requirements, the workers provided a one-stop service with extremely high efficiency. By the time Gu Yang finished settling the payment and saw them off, the house already looked like a home.

"I'm so tired." Gu Yang slumped onto the sofa.

"Here, have some water," Ling Luo said, handing over a glass of water and casually asking, "How much did the move cost?"

"Five drivers, plus delivery and all-inclusive service, it'll cost 15,000."

This service requires no effort from the customer; it includes everything from storage and cleaning to delivery and placement. Before leaving, they will also thoroughly clean the new home. In Beijing, this price is quite reasonable.

Ling Luo nodded, took out a bank card from her wallet, and handed it to Gu Yang.

"This is my salary card, you can keep it."

Gu Yang took it with a puzzled look. The card was bright red with a festive lucky doll printed on it, and it looked a bit tacky.

"Why are you giving me your salary card?"

"From now on, you'll be in charge of the money at home." Ling Luo said with a smile as she sat down next to Gu Yang. "The royalties from selling my songs are on a separate card, which I use. This card contains the share that Fan Yin gives me, and it will be used for daily household expenses from now on."

The majority of the profits from the song's copyright fees should be reserved for the research institute. As for the 20% stake in the company, while the monthly dividends from the company's initial startup phase aren't as high as the copyright fees, they're more than enough to cover the living expenses of the two of them.

Gu Yang's heart skipped a beat, as if he had been burned, and he quickly shoved the card back: "No, no, I can't!"