Chapter Fourteen: Su Yao and the Rich Second Generation

While she was chatting with Hongye, the “cough cough” notification sound rang out again. Su Yuan took a look and discovered that it was the same person who had added her as a friend before, sending another message.

“So persistent?” Su Yuan was surprised by the other party’s determination and casually clicked to accept.

A chat window quickly popped up: “Wife!”

“Who’s your wife?!”

Su Yuan frowned. She hated people who joked around like this the moment they became friends. She found the avatar in her friend list and clicked on it—if he said anything more nonsense, she would block him immediately!

“You are. I’m your husband, Ye Huang…”

“Uh.” When Su Yuan saw the other party call himself “Ye Huang,” she froze for a moment. Ye Huang from the game Zhu Xian 2?

She never imagined that her “husband” from the game would actually come looking for her. In the game, marrying him had only been a spur-of-the-moment decision. Everyone was carefree; who would really take it seriously? But now this situation felt strange. If she were still a guy, it would be fine—she could just shamelessly tell him the truth. Ye Huang had even said before that he didn’t mind.

But the problem was that she was a girl now, and there was someone calling himself her “husband.” That word made her extremely sensitive, stirring up an inexplicable sense of guilt.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?”

Su Yuan stared at the screen, not knowing what to say. She rubbed her nose, leaned back, and sank deep into her desk chair. Rationally, she knew this emotional debt was absurd and had to be cut off as soon as possible.

“What should I do?” Supporting her chin, her mind raced. In the game, she had let him spend several thousand yuan. Although he had done so willingly, ignoring him completely didn’t seem right either—it would really confirm Hongye’s evaluation of her as “heartless.”

Several thousand yuan was no small sum. Su Yuan considered herself a responsible person. If taking advantage of someone by using a cross-dressing account and pocketing several thousand yuan still counted as being responsible, then Su Yuan was definitely conscientious.

It was unrealistic to expect her to spit that money back out. Once something was swallowed, how could it be vomited back up? Besides, someone as generous as Ye Huang was clearly a rich second-generation heir and wouldn’t care about such a small amount. On top of that, Su Yuan’s living expenses were already tight—where would she get the money to return it?

“Actually, I’m a guy…”

After struggling internally for a long time, Su Yuan finally couldniled and told the truth.

Then she waited for a reply. In her mind, even if he claimed not to care, how could anyone truly not care whether their “wife” was a cute girl or a burly man in real life? She even imagined him flying into a rage.

To her surprise, Ye Huang didn’t get angry. Instead, he replied: “I can tell you’re an honest person. If you don’t mind, we can be friends.”

The moment Ye Huang said that, his image was instantly elevated. Su Yuan burst into tears and typed: “You’re really a good person!!”

“!! (vomit)”

“That attitude change was way too fast,” Su Yuan muttered.

Su Yao: “Hey, how did you get my QQ number?”

Ye Huang: “Asked someone else for it.”

Su Yuan’s eyes rolled, and she immediately knew who the culprit was.

Hongye!!

She quickly opened her chat with Hongye and bluntly questioned her: “You gave my QQ number to Ye Huang?!!”

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“Yes! You should be thanking me!!”

Su Yao: “You jerk, he’s come knocking on my door now!!”

Hongye: “Isn’t that great? You’re a girl, and Ye Huang is tall, handsome, and rich. You should seize the opportunity!!”

Su Yao: “Too late, I told him I’m a guy…”

Hongye: “!!”

Hongye: “Actually, you could have tried being with him.”

Su Yao: “No thanks.”

“You went to settle accounts with Hongye?” Ye Huang sent another message.

Su Yuan replied: “Of course. Giving my QQ number to someone else without my consent—consider it mercy that I only scolded her.”

“You’re not playing Zhu Xian 2 anymore?”

“Yeah, this semester’s course schedule is pretty tight. I don’t have time to play.”

“Coincidentally, I don’t have time either. If you’re not playing anymore, then I won’t play either.”

“Don’t! You spent so much money on that account—wouldn’t it be a waste not to play?”

“It’s boring without familiar people to play with. As for the account, I’ll just find someone to sell it to.”

“Huh!” Su Yuan’s eyes lit up. Right, accounts that aren’t being used can be sold. Her own “Little Fox” account, which had sunk so much money into it, should fetch a good price. Su Yuan felt she was too poor to miss any chance to make money.

Su Yao: “Are you very rich?”

Ye Huang: “?”

Su Yao: “Nothing. You should be a rich second-generation heir, right?”

In games, spending money alone wasn’t proof of being rich second-generation. But casually pouring several thousand yuan into a random “wife,” not caring about the “wife’s” real-life gender—this kind of behavior, purely for fleeting in-game pleasure—who but a top-tier rich second-generation could do that?

After sending the message, Su Yuan felt it might be inappropriate. “Rich second-generation” wasn’t exactly a compliment these days. It wouldn’t be good if Ye Huang misunderstood her as being sarcastic. Her eyes blinked rapidly as she thought of a way to remedy it.

After a while, Ye Huang replied: “I’m just a rich second-generation waiting to die!”

Clearly, Ye Huang wasn’t angry at all. Su Yuan chuckled helplessly—she had worried for nothing.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?”

Su Yao: “I’m poor!!” followed by a crying face emoji.

After sending it, Su Yuan felt something was off and broke into a sweat—why was she crying poor to him?

If Su Yuan were a girl, given how Ye Huang had taken care of her in the game, it wouldn’t be impossible for him to transfer money to her without asking for repayment. But now that he knew Su Yuan was a guy, that kind of treatment was obviously gone. Men giving money to women was natural—they wanted to pursue and pamper them. Between men, it could only be borrowing; giving money outright would feel awkward.

Su Yuan grumbled internally. If she’d known, she wouldn’t have told Ye Huang she was a “guy.” But then again, that wouldn’t work either. If Ye Huang just gave her money, what would that make her? A gold digger fishing for rich guys?

She chatted idly with Hongye and Ye Huang for a bit longer, then told them she had serious business to attend to and ended the conversation.

She really did have important matters to handle. She opened relevant websites and began searching for part-time jobs.

Doctor Li had said she needed to keep taking the medicine for a while, and that immediately made Su Yuan’s previously manageable living expenses become tight.

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Cutting costs and increasing income—this was the only way to ease a financial crisis. For Su Yuan, cutting costs wasn’t reliable. Living too frugally wasn’t good for her health, and how much could she even save in a month? As for increasing income, if she didn’t want to fish for rich guys, the only option was to find a part-time job.

There were plenty of part-time job listings online, but finding a suitable one wasn’t easy. After searching for a long time, Su Yuan finally found a job that wasn’t too far away and looked relatively easy.

She nudged Ji Yehai, who was watching a movie.

“What?” Ji Yehai took off his headphones. Seeing Su Yuan browsing a part-time job page, he asked, “You’re planning to work part-time?”

“Yeah.” She pointed to the job description on the page.

“Handing out flyers? That’s not bad. You can probably make seventy or eighty yuan a day.”

Su Yuan nodded. “Do you think I’d be okay at it? Is it tiring?”

Ji Yehai thought for a moment and said, “It’s not very tiring. You can give it a try. With your conditions, I don’t think you’ll lose out.” Handing out flyers was partly about appearances—if the person was handsome or a cute, attractive girl, the results would definitely be better than someone average-looking. At the very least, the chances of being turned away would be much lower.

With Ji Yehai’s support, Su Yuan felt a burst of happiness. She left a message in the employer’s email inbox. Then, after some thought, she opened the game forum and posted a thread selling her Zhu Xian 2 account.

“Zhu Xian 2 Premium Account for Sale”

—High level, top-tier equipment, rare mounts. Highest bidder wins.

Ends in 24 hours.