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Upon catching a glimpse of the words "Balance not guaranteed," Lu Weiliang felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

No!

Absolutely not!

She could live without a man, and she could give up her reputation, but she couldn't live without money; it was her lifeline, and she couldn't afford to lose even a penny of it.

[Master, I'd like to ask, could you please break this spell?]

A triumphant smile flashed in Shenyu's eyes; he had already guessed that she was a little money-grubber.

With a simple tap of the finger, I deftly sent my identity ID, personal information, and proof of assets.

[God said it could be resolved by marrying him or openly dating him, and all would be well.]

Lu Weiliang knew that Green Tea never told the truth.

She left Shenyu's chat window aside and instead opened Pa Baobao's interface.

[Sisters, I need help urgently! A friend of mine accidentally saw a manipulative guy taking a shower, and now he's clinging to her. He's a shrew, and my friend doesn't like him. Is there any way to make him give up?]

Pa Bao was deeply engrossed in kissing Mai Qingfeng when she caught a glimpse of the message out of the corner of her eye. Jealousy instantly overwhelmed her, and she slapped Mai Qingfeng aside.

This powerful kiss instantly cleared Mai Qingfeng's dazed eyes.

She grabbed the personal terminal.

[Lu Weiliang! Have you already made other friends outside after just one day?]

Lu Weiliang gave him the look of an old man on the subway looking at his phone: [Don't misunderstand, baby, my relationship with her was just a joke, it's with you that's real.]

Papa: [That's good, you better behave yourself!]

[They're guarding it, guarding it perfectly.]

She smiled with satisfaction, then changed the subject: "Getting a man to give up is easy. Appeal to his emotions and reason with him. If that doesn't work, offer him some money. If he still pesters you, bombard him with demands for money to annoy him. Ask him for a flying machine, a big villa, a huge swimming pool—basically, anything expensive."

Lu Weiliang glanced at Shenyu's property certificate and saw that many zeros at the end; she hadn't even seen that many in Chengdu.

Sister, he's not short of money.

Pa Baobao had a sudden inspiration and sent a folder over.

[That's even simpler. See this folder? That's how I used to discourage those who wanted to climb the social ladder by trying to get close to me. Just pick out a random line, and that's enough to deal with them.]

[Alright, you can step down now. I have some exercise to do.]

After sending the message, Pa Bao glanced at the personal terminal and then pulled Mai Qingfeng back to it.

Lu Weiliang opened the folder and began studying it word by word.

Then, I picked a few sentences and sent them to Shenyu.

These few sentences seem extremely perverse and have challenged the dignity of the sentry.

[Shenyu, you're actually quite cute.]

[Her voice is quite pleasant too.]

[He was often a vulnerable little boy.]

I understand you.

[By the way, could you call me ##?]

Shenyu slowly curled his lips into a smile, his knuckles gently stroking the figure through the light screen. The photo in the image was taken secretly by Lu Weiliang when she was exiled to the garbage planet.

He stroked the pixels, a glint of light welling up in his eyes.

The sensation was indescribable, as if a forbidden door had been pried open for a priest's life that had remained unchanged for more than a decade.

Knowing it was unbecoming of his status, a wicked fire burned within him, making his blood tremble; he felt both guilty and addicted.

Actually, he quite liked it when she talked to him like that.

His emotions were boiling, and he tapped his knuckles lightly.

[deer##!]

Are you satisfied?

Forehead!

Lu Weiliang pursed her lips tightly, barely suppressing the urge to beat the other person to death.

"Don't worry," she said, and then went to the folder to find another sentence.

[I feel like my joke was a bit harassing.]

[By the way, speaking of being sexy...]

Are you sexy?

After sending the message, she gave a confident smile, sank steadily into her chair, and let out a long breath.

The priest was known for his pure and simple nature, and this blatant provocation of his divine power was sure to enrage the other party so much that he would be so disgusted that he couldn't eat for a whole year.

Moreover, she had secretly checked the information and found that the junior priests under Shenyu all said that Shenyu was the most otherworldly person, with a cold and aloof demeanor, and he scoffed at love, desire, and even the "harmony movement of life".

I'm sure he'll block her immediately after he sees this!

Quite the opposite.

This sense of blasphemy and immorality acted like a powerful drug, instantly igniting the long-dormant excitement within Shenyu.

He thought for a moment and replied.

[You have a really good eye for people.]

Lu Weiliang was defeated.

Are you still on the rooftop? Jump off!

[Or there's a seaside cliff east of the capital, over 4,000 meters high; if you don't drown there, you're considered a bomber.]

With a smile in his eyes, Shenyu suddenly realized that he should never rush into pursuing this matter.

He just made a big request; if he were to make a simpler request now, Lu Weiliang would definitely agree.

I understand that bringing up marriage all of a sudden startled you.

[But you've looked me up and down, that's an undeniable fact, isn't it?]

[You were the first girl to enter my life, and I've developed a deep attachment to you.]

[Is this okay? I won't force you to marry me, just talk to me every day and let me hear your voice, okay?]

For some reason, upon seeing these words, Lu Weiliang's heart suddenly clenched.

The intergalactic society is exceptionally harsh on sentinels. After all, she had seen him, so if she didn't marry him, she would be acting like a scoundrel, and she wouldn't be in the right.

So this requirement is quite simple.

[Can.]

Shenyu raised an eyebrow: [Slightly cool, then it's a deal, you have to talk to me a thousand times every day.]

She threw a small tantrum: [A thousand sentences? You might as well gouge my eyes out and give them to me as compensation.]

[What about 800 sentences?]

[too much.]

[How about we take the middle value, 521?]

[? ? ? ]

[Slightly cool, then I'll take that as a yes. Thank you for taking pity on this dull-witted priest. Just thinking about chatting with you every day makes me so happy. By the way, I just changed your contact name to "Wife Mistress".]

[Fuck.]

[Now?]

[...]

[Slightly cool, can our relationship be made public? If not, then you must hide me well!]

[Slightly cool, won't Nishizawa and Saya find out if we do this secretly?]

[Slightly cool, what is our relationship now?]

They came here to ask for a reward for their human skin.

Lu Weiliang closed her eyes and did not reply.

He appeared calm, but he had actually been gone for half a day.

Knowing that the other party would not reply, Shenyu returned to the church.

He stood atop the highest platform, his golden robe trailing on the ground, making him appear as if he were carved from jade, and every gesture exuded a detached, divine aura.

He maintained his usual aloof composure: "May the Holy Maiden bless you!"

……

After calming down from her murderous impulse, Lu Weiliang went home.

As soon as I entered, I saw Yan Zhigao holding a steamed bun the size of a clay pot, taking a big bite.

"Sir, the dumpling skin is too thick; it's still three kilometers away from the meat filling."

"Your skills are far inferior to Sha Ling's. Can't you put in a little more effort?"

"At this rate, when will Director Lu ever like you?"