The gods descend into reality

Although I prefer Dongliu, it's definitely better for men to be a little fickle; those who remain unchanged will eventually be eliminated.

"Hello, are you Mr. Xiao Sexiao?"

A middle-aged man's voice came through the phone.

"Yes, that's me." This formal question and answer made Xiao Se a little uncomfortable.

As a homebody, I've never been very good at communicating with people.

"I'm from Zhongzheng Law Firm. Your father left a will before his death, entrusting our firm to deliver it to you. There's also another document regarding his estate that you need to sign for—"

"Sorry, you've got the wrong person."

Xiao Se's tone suddenly changed.

"Didn't you just say—"

"Just woke up, talking nonsense. I don't care about that little bit of inheritance, don't bother me with it!"

At the Zhongzheng Law Firm, a man heard the phone call had ended and looked at the thick stack of share contracts in his hand.

That little bit of inheritance?

┌(.Д.)┐

The man felt he might have misunderstood 'that spot,' and at the same time, the image of Xiao Se began to grow infinitely larger in his mind.

He quickly gathered up the documents in his hands.

Although the person didn't care about the money, I still had to deliver the goods, as it was an order from my employer.

"Cut~"

On the other end, after hanging up the phone, Xiao Se let out a disdainful sneer without hesitation.

What era are we living in?

They actually resorted to such a low-level scam?

Will my father, who always loses money on investments, leave me an inheritance?

If it were now, I might believe it. After all, there are things like Alipay and Ant Credit Pay. Given my dad's personality, he might actually let me inherit his Alipay and Ant Credit Pay accounts.

But back then, Alipay and Ant Credit Pay didn't exist.

You damn liar, you still want to fool me!

Do they really think we nerds are easy to fool?!

"Your Majesty, hurry up and finish this game so we can play the next one after dinner!" Xiao Se shouted to Nero, who was playing on the computer.

"Umm!"

Nero casually agreed and then focused all his attention on the phone in front of him.

"Nero, now that we're lovers, when are we going to meet up?" A message came from a WeChat account named Xiaohong on Nero's newly registered account next to her computer.

Even without any voice, the air seemed to be filled with a sickeningly cloying smell.

Meet?

Nero paused, his eyes blinking rapidly.

"No, we won't meet again."

Nero quickly typed these few words on his phone.

"Why? Is something wrong with you lately, Nero?"

The person on the other end of the phone sounded clearly flustered.

"No, I actually have a boyfriend."

Nero glanced at Xiao Se, who was lying on the bed laughing like a pig.

The performer.

I wonder if you'll be moved after you find out what I did for you!

The woman who had been waiting on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief. She thought it was something serious, but it was just that bastard Xiao Se. If she could steal his girlfriend once, she could steal his girlfriend twice!

“Nero, I think that relationships between opposite sexes are only for procreation, while true love is between people of the same sex. Just like how I like Nero, this liking is without any other emotions. Nero, do you like me too?”

The sweet scent of lilies grew stronger in the air.

“Yes, I like you, but I like the performer even more!” Nero continued without any mercy.

"No, I don't believe it. Sister Nero, you must be blinded by the reproductive urge between the sexes. When we meet, you'll know that I can give you everything he can. We are true love!"

Hongjie was really panicked at this moment.

Although I had seen this kind of rejection before, I felt more panicked than ever before at this moment. The other party was not joking.

Thinking about this, Sister Hong felt as if a piece of her heart had been cut out.

I took it seriously.

Love is a game, much like gambling.

The best approach is to keep wins and losses within a stable range. However, when one side loses too much, they become like a gambler, wanting to invest more chips to win everything back.

In fact, at this point, the best course of action is to immediately stop and cut your losses, but very few people can actually do that.

At this moment, Sister Hong looked just like a gambler who had lost everything.

But what she lost wasn't money or material possessions, but her feelings.

"why."

After a long while, Sister Hong seemed to calm down. Even if she was going to lose, she had to lose clearly and decisively. Although that shut-in was rich, he was no match for her in any other way!

"Umm~"

Nero fell silent, seemingly deep in thought.

"But the player looks much prettier than you when she's dressed as a woman!"

Sister Hong......

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

What kind of answer is this? How could I be inferior to a man whose breasts are bigger than mine?

Was he dressed as a woman?

Although her mind started to wander, Hongjie subconsciously sent the message, and her cheeks immediately turned red. What message did she send?!

"No, but I'm trying my best. If you don't see me, I've blocked you."

As soon as Nero finished speaking, Hongjie's WeChat account was permanently blocked.

“Player, I’ve really helped you vent your anger today, you should thank me properly.” Nero walked up to Xiao Se like a little pet, looking for praise.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Se asked, looking puzzled.

"I cannot say."

Nero hesitated for a moment before speaking.

You can't exactly say, "I caught up with your rival, then dumped him to help you get revenge."

"Okay, Nero is the best."

"Perfunctory"

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Chapter 71 Takumi Fujiwara is a Werewolf (Seeking Recommendation Votes)

"pat~"

Sister Hong had lost count of how many sets of tableware she had broken. Looking at the shards scattered all over the floor, Sister Hong felt as heartbroken as the cups and glasses on the coffee table.

Dumped?!

Dumped again?!

I've lost count of how many times I haven't felt this heart-wrenching pain.

Sister Hong clutched her chest.

A sharp, stabbing pain in my heart.

Why? Just because I don't look as good as that man in women's clothing?

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Playing with yarn.

Compared to Sister Hong, Xiao Se's side was much warmer.

After clearing away the dishes, Xiao Se, who had originally planned to play a few games with Nero, now stood motionless with Nero, staring at the living room.

Godzilla and King Ghidorah are about to have their one-on-one battle!

That's right, these two are going to have a one-on-one fight.

These two were originally mortal enemies, but after arriving here, they became much more obedient under Xiao Se's strong pressure.

Then, by noon, these two had watched all the monster-themed TV anime.

Thinking about it carefully, it's actually understandable.

After all, those two were watching TV almost 24 hours a day, and they finished watching almost everything in more than half a month.

After all, not all shows are called Pili Puppet Show Love, and you can't possibly watch them all.

"Om~"

The bodies of Takumi Fujiwara and Hot Rod, who had been sitting somewhat stiffly on the cabinet, suddenly became lively again, and Hot Rod jumped down with Takumi Fujiwara.

"What's wrong with them?"

Takumi Fujiwara asked with a puzzled look.

However, his voice sounded rather low and lifeless.