The rich man: Which little husband of mine

Zhan Xinyue slid her fingers downwards, her brows furrowed.

What is all this???

Is this something a human could come up with?

Zhan Xinyue pursed her lips and was about to switch pages when she saw two familiar private messages.

Nan Zheng: Thank you sister for your support today, can I add a green bubble?

Su Su: Thank you, sister. If it is convenient, can you add my green bubble?

Zhan Xinyue replied one by one: 1562XXXX

Nan Zheng added people quickly. As soon as she sent the message, the other party read it immediately. Two seconds later, Nan Zheng’s request to add people popped up on her phone.

Zhan Xinyue nodded in agreement.

A direct message from Nan Zheng.

Nan Zheng: Hello sister, I am Nan Zheng. I really appreciate your support today. Thank you for your support.

Xinyue: You’re welcome.

After that, Nan Zheng didn't send any messages for a long time, and it kept saying: Inputting...

What is this kid doing?

At this moment, in the male dormitory of Shanghai University, an innocent male student typed and deleted on the screen, deleted and typed again with trembling hands.

When his roommate came back and saw him like this, he looked ambiguous: "Hey~ Shu Zheng, are you texting your crush? Are your hands shaking like Parkinson's?"

Chen Shuzheng put the phone into his body, not wanting anyone to see the contents on the phone.

"No, don't talk nonsense."

"No? Then why are you so nervous?"

Chen Shuzheng took a deep breath and slowly raised his head: "I met a sister during the live broadcast today, she..."

"What's wrong? Did I give you a carnival?" My roommate looked excited.

Nan Zheng nodded, then shook his head.

The roommate was confused: "What are you talking about? Did you brush it or not?"

"Swiped, swiped...more than a million."

"Oh, just brush it and...what!!!"

"More than one million???!!!"

Chen Shuzheng nodded.

My roommate was almost crying.

It was he who proposed the idea of ​​letting Chen Shuzheng do live streaming. He originally thought that with Chen Shuzheng's looks, earning some pocket money every month was nothing.

But who would have thought that he actually received more than one million!!!

Woohoo~~~

I am afraid that my brothers will suffer, and I am also afraid that my brothers will drive a Land Rover.

The roommate hugged Chen Shuzheng: "Wuwuwu, I don't care, I asked you to live broadcast, you have to treat me to a good meal!"

"Okay, but you get up first. I haven't replied to the message yet."

The roommate quickly stood up and said that he couldn't block his brother's financial path.

"Then come back soon!"

So all the problems are back to square one.

He doesn't know what to talk about.

His roommate saw how hard he was struggling and gave him some guidance.

"First, you have to determine her age, so you know what to talk about."

The roommate acted like a master, giving instructions to Chen Shuzheng on his phone.

At this time, Zhan Xinyue was checking another live broadcast room.

I looked around but there was nothing, then suddenly a green bubble sounded.

Zhan Xinyue picked up another mobile phone.

Nan Zheng: What kind of songs does your sister like to listen to?

Zhan Xinyue thought for a while and typed a few words on her phone.

Xinyue: It’s all okay.

It’s not that she didn’t answer, but she really couldn’t say it.

If you ask the wealthy heiress Zhan Xinyue what she likes to listen to, her answer is: "III. Presto"

But if you ask what Zhan Xinyue likes to listen to, it is: sexy songs.

Yes, she is quite perverted.

The roommate who was holding Chen Shuzheng's phone across from him paused.

He had once confidently told Chen Shuzheng that one should judge a person's age by his preferences.

But now he was in trouble.

But looking at Chen Shuzheng's expression, he just went for it.

"I asked him what he liked to do."

Nan Zheng: What do you usually do when you are free?

Xinyue: I’m never idle.

Yes, her daily job is to spend money and then go shopping and spend money. How can she have free time?

After sending this message, Chen Shuzheng's roommate slapped his thigh.

"I'm sure she's under 40!"

Chen Shuzheng: “…”

"Don't disbelieve me. I tell you, only entrepreneurs like this are so busy every day. They might still be in a meeting when they give you gifts!"

Chen Shuzheng lowered his head: "It doesn't matter how old he is, he is the boss, if he gives me gifts, I can just provide him with emotional value."

"Yes, since she is in her forties, talk to her about things related to her age."

Nan Zheng: Sister, if you like listening to music, you should have been to the king’s concert, right?

Zhan Xinyue on the other end of the phone frowned.

King of pop? Concert?

Are they still holding concerts now?

Chen Shuzheng's roommate was a little worried when he saw that there had been no news from Zhan Xinyue.

Suddenly a message alert came, making the two of them huddle in front of the phone screen.

Xinyue: I respect them very much, but I don’t understand them.

Respect?

My roommate frowned.

Shouldn't it?

Chen Shuzheng took back his phone silently: "I'll do it myself."

Nan Zheng: Sister, have you eaten?

Xinyue: Not yet, waiting for the takeaway.

Nan Zheng: Sister, can you give me the address? I'll order some more for you.

Zhan Xinyue's slender fingers coldly typed out two words: No need.

Chen Shu on the opposite side seemed to be hit.

Nan Zheng: What do you want to listen to tomorrow? I'll sing it for you.

After he sent this message, he felt that he had said the wrong thing. What if other people thought he wanted her to consume tomorrow?

So he immediately added: "Or sister can listen now."

Xinyue: No need. To be honest, you sing okay, but you look good.

Zhan Xinyue is telling the truth.

Nan Zheng’s singing voice is a great advantage, but one can tell at first glance that he has no professional training.

But the overall feeling is still comfortable.

It’s not her fault that she is picky. Although she lived a poor life in her previous life, she had also tasted the finest food.

I have also taken classes from famous music masters.

Chen Shuzheng started again: Inputting...

Half a day later: Sister, are you available to take a video call?

Zhan Xinyue thought for a long time: It’s convenient, but I don’t want to.

Xinyue: What time do you broadcast tomorrow? I’ll go see you again.

The previous sentence made Chen Shuzheng fall to the bottom, thinking that he had done something wrong, but the next sentence brought him back to life.

Nan Zheng: Thank you, sister. I have to broadcast tomorrow evening because I have an exam during the day.

Xinyue: Exam?

Nan Zheng: Yes, final exams. I’m a sophomore at Shanghai University.

Shanghai University, sounds so familiar?

[Host, you will be a freshman at Shanghai University in the new semester~]

???

She still has to go to school?

In my previous life, I was so stressed out by all the classes I attended, from small ones like flower arrangement and tea art to big ones like international finance, I even attended the United Nations as an auditor.

So you still have to go to class now?

[Host, college life is wonderful~]

She never went to college, only took individual training courses.

That being said, she was quite looking forward to it.

Xinyue: Then we can meet when school starts.

Nan Zheng paused: Are you also a student of Shanghai University?

New Moon: Freshman year starts.

Nan Zheng was a little surprised. It turned out that she was a younger sister, but she spent so much money on him.

Nan Zheng: That really cost you a lot of money. How about this, I will return what I received today to you.

He thought that a kid who just graduated from high school would not have so much money, and it was probably from his family.

And it's more than one million...

Little did he know that Zhan Xinyue received a system prompt because of his words.

[Warm Tips: If the other party returns the reward, the rebate received by the host will also disappear~]

How can this be!

She spent it all!

Zhan Xinyue's hands quickly typed a few lines on the keyboard.

Xinyue: Don’t transfer it to me. This amount of money is not necessary. And if you say this again in the future, I will block you.

After the message was sent, Nan Zheng saw it and started to get nervous again, quickly typing on his phone.

Nan Zheng: I’m sorry, I said the wrong thing, don’t be angry.

Xinyue: This won’t happen again.

Nan Zheng on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps this is the world of the rich.

Since the other person doesn't lack that much, there is no need for him to insist.

At this time, Zhan Xinyue’s takeaway food arrived. She opened them one by one, and then started the live broadcast again.

As I was scrolling, I was attracted by a live broadcast emitting pink and purple light.

The host's name was Xiaozhi. He was wearing a white vest and dancing to a strong drum beat.

Just the right amount of thin muscles, swaying with the music.

The feeling he gives people is that he is showing off openly.

Zhan Xinyue likes it very much.

then......