Chapter 308: Jelly Pudding and Donut; Fruit Juice, Yogurt, and Ice Cream (2)
Translator: StarveCleric Editor: Milkbiscuit
By the time Soft Bun let him out of her blacklist, he’d have deleted all of Lin Jiayi’s messages on his Moments page. Afterward, as long as he paid Lin Jiayi a ‘silencing fee’, it should be fine for the moment… But then what about in the future?
Given the incessant talker that Lin Jiayi was, it was impossible for her not to run her mouth in her Moments page… He didn’t mind not appearing in Soft Bun’s Moments page, but what if he sent a post in his Moments page and Lin Jiayi appeared?
After some thought, Lin Jiage decisively chose to block Lin Jiayi from his Moments page.
After confirming that his identity as was safe and secure, Lin Jiage dived into ’s WeChat once more and attempted to send over a message. Noting that he was still in her blacklist, he returned back to the group chat and found that she still hadn’t spoken a word yet. With this, he was left with no choice but to give up. He placed his phone by his side and lay down.
He closed his eyes and allowed himself to sink into the silence of the night for a moment. The first time he was paired with Shi Yao, it was Xia Shangzhou who had actively invited her into their group. In order to convince him and Lu Benlai to play together with her, Xia Shangzhou seemed to have given Lu Benlai quite a few red packets.
Earlier in the afternoon, when he decided to sever his relationship with Big White Chubby once and for all, he returned everything that Xia Shangzhou had bought for him back then. But as for Lu Benlai…
How could I possibly tolerate another man paying for Soft Bun?
Having arrived at this conclusion, Lin Jiage sprung up yet again and said, “Old Xia, back then, in order to get Lu Benlai to accompany you in bringing Yaoyao around in the game, how much did you pay him?”
Xia Shangzhou was already asleep when Lin Jiage’s words jolted him awake. Still in a dazed state, he sat up and asked groggily, “What? Are we late?”
You aren’t answering my question at all… Seeing that Xia Shangzhou was hopeless, he turned to Lu Benlai and asked, “Little Lailai, you speak.”
Lu Benlai hadn’t fallen asleep yet, so his wits were still with him, “800 RMB.”
Without saying a word, Lin Jiage picked up his phone and tapped a few buttons. Following which, a notification popped up into Xia Shangzhou’s phone, and it rang “Ding dong” .
However, Xia Shangzhou simply glanced at the sky outside, and after noting that it was still dark, he lay down and went back to sleep.
On the other hand, seeing that Xia Shangzhou was in no state to accept his payment, he walked over to Xia Shangzhou’s bedside, picked up his phone, and used his fingerprint to unlock his phone. He then accepted the two sums of money on his WeChat.
The first sum of money was 800 RMB. Tagged to it was the following message: [The money used to invite Lu Benlai to play with Yaoyao.]
The second sum of money was 800 RMB too. Tagged to it was the following message: [The money I owe you for accompanying Yaoyao in the game.]
After dealing with the debts accrued from Shi Yao’s gaming, Lin Jiage returned to his bed to glance at his phone.
Seeing that his WeChat was completely clean, devoid of any notifications, he quietly placed his phone down once more.
Despite not sleeping well the previous night, exhaustion seemed to elude him this night.
He closed his eyes, and the many scenes that he’d spent gaming with Soft Bun surfaced before his eyes. One particular scene which was exceptionally vivid was Soft Bun and Xia Shangzhou’s discussion of him being Xiaolongnü and that he’d met his Yin Zhiping or whatever… If he was Xiaolongnü, wouldn’t it mean that she was Yin Zhiping? So, she was the one who’d taken advantage of him and sullied his chastity?
With such a thought in mind, Lin Jiage’s face suddenly reddened, and he couldn’t help flipping over.
However, it was a pity that Yin Zhiping had locked him up in her little black hut…
The more Lin Jiage thought about it, the more frustrated he felt. Even though it was already very late, he still ran back into the group and sent a series of messages.
@: [These are the tokens of the sincerity behind my apology.]
sent you a Red Packet. Tagged message: Jelly.
sent you a Red Packet. Tagged message: Pudding.
sent you a Red Packet. Tagged message: Donut.
sent you a Red Packet. Tagged message: Juice.
sent you a Red Packet. Tagged message: Yogurt.
sent you a Red Packet. Tagged message: Ice Cream.
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