Can you be called a rich man if you don’t indulge yourself?

Chapter 61 A girlfriend is a girlfriend, and a baby is a baby

Just when Gu Heng was secretly happy with the barrage, the live broadcast room suddenly went dark and He Jing went offline.
Only a large group of viewers who were sent out of the live broadcast room were left with confused faces.

Just received a gift worth 10 yuan, there were tens of thousands of people in the live broadcast room, and then he just stopped the broadcast? Is he so inflated?
But Gu Heng had roughly guessed the reason why He Jing stopped broadcasting.
Sure enough, after just a few seconds, the door of his room was pushed open, and He Jing stood in front of him with an angry look.

"Were you the one who gave me money just now?!"

Gu Heng didn't say anything. He just gently placed the wine glass aside, then showed the mobile phone page in front of her, which told her the answer.

Although she had roughly guessed it, when she really confirmed it, He Jing's face gradually turned cold.

"What's wrong with you?"

Hearing this, Gu Heng was stunned for a moment.
I spent 100,000 yuan, so she should have received at least 20,000 or 30,000 yuan, right? Not only did she not thank me, but she also called me sick. What the hell?

Seeing Gu Heng's expression, He Jing knew that her words were too harsh, so she slowed down her tone a little: "I know you have money, but can you spend it properly? Why did you come to me and give me 10 yuan for no reason?"

"Is it improper to support your work?"

“I don’t need your support for my work. I will transfer all the 10 yuan to you later. If you regard me as a friend in the future, don’t do this kind of thing.

In my eyes, those live broadcast viewers who give me money are equivalent to the customers I need to face at work. So I have no psychological burden when they give me money.

But you are different. I really treat you as a serious friend. A friend came to me for 10 yuan for no apparent reason. I cannot accept this kind of support.

If I make this a habit, I don’t know how to face you in the future, nor how to repay you.”

He Jing spoke in a firm tone, then took out her cell phone, suppressed her pain, and gritted her teeth to transfer 10 yuan to Gu Heng.

Then he turned and left the room
Gu Heng was left alone, staring at He Jing's back in a daze.
He had thought that He Jing would not be able to accept his reward. After all, they had known each other for more than two years. Although their relationship was not very close, he still had some understanding of her.

But he really didn't expect He Jing to be so intense.
It seemed as if my 10 yuan was an insult to her.
"You're flattering the horse but you're hitting its leg, right?"

Not long after He Jing left, Lin Jiayun, who had also turned off the live broadcast, stood at the door of the room with a sarcastic smile on her face.

Gu Heng just glanced at her calmly without saying anything.

Seeing that Gu Heng ignored her, Lin Jiayun was not angry. She walked slowly into the room and gently closed the door.
"Actually, you looked really cool when you gave away 100,000 in the live broadcast room tonight, but unfortunately, you used this trick on the wrong person~
Jingjing has been live streaming for more than two years, but the revenue from her live streaming room is not even as good as that of a medium-level anchor in our company. Do you know why?

It's because she's not suitable for live streaming at all. No matter how much the big brothers in the live streaming room give her, she always looks aloof. After a long time, apart from those free fans, who will come to her live streaming room?"

Hearing this, Gu Heng raised his eyebrows, changed to a comfortable sitting position, and said teasingly: "Then who should I use this trick on?"

"A lot of them. Just find a similar live broadcast room and spend 100,000. As long as it's a female anchor, they will treat you like a big shot.

Of course, that includes me~"

"So you have a lot of uncles?"

Lin Jiayun curled her lips and said with disdain: "There are some who want to swipe my card, but they are not qualified to be my uncle."

"?"

Seeing the doubt in Gu Heng's eyes, Lin Jiayun put her hair behind her ears, her cold white skin shining like snow under the light: "I am a little different from those who sell things under the name of live broadcast. They can sell as long as they are paid. I am a little more advanced than them. Even if I want to sell, I will only sell it to one person.

If the person who swipes 10 yuan from me is just a wage earner or a small boss with an annual salary of several hundred thousand yuan, I will not take him seriously even if he sells his house to me. But if it is someone like you who has more than 100 million yuan in your bank account, I will still treat him as a big shot even if he only swipes yuan from me.
But unfortunately, after being an internet celebrity for more than a year, the only people I met were losers, not a single talented person.

Finally someone appeared by my side, but he treated me like a weed and didn’t even look at me. "

As she spoke, she looked at Gu Heng with a resentful look. Lin Jiayun spoke very frankly, admitting that she became an Internet celebrity just to get a good price for herself.

This is much better than those people who are both upright and insolent, and the main feature is frankness.

When Gu Heng heard her words, a slight smile appeared on his lips.
According to the thinking of this kind of woman who is waiting for a price, she will definitely try every means to raise her own value, but her current words are obviously lowering her own value in front of Gu Heng.
The only possibility is that my strategy of [encircling Wei to save Zhao] has worked.
Lin Jiayun began to get anxious.

Thinking of this, Gu Heng smiled and said, "Then if I give you 10 yuan tonight, what can I get?"

"To be able to get this"

After saying that, she leaned down, revealing a bottomless black abyss, and her red lips directly pressed against Gu Heng's.
A faint scent of perfume mixed with a girl's unique fragrance entered Gu Heng's nose.
"You don't want to be heard by Jingjing, do you?"

Faced with Lin Jiayun's initiative, Gu Heng couldn't just sit there and do nothing. He directly used his artist's craftsmanship and began his artistic creation through a thin layer of first-class armor.

The white clay seems to come alive in the hands of artist Gu Heng, transforming into various shapes.

Lin Jiayun didn't expect Gu Heng to be so direct. Her pupils instantly dilated several times and she began to struggle.
But the weak spot is in Gu Heng's hands, and he can't get away at all.
"You don't want to be heard by Jingjing, do you?"

As her struggles became more intense, Gu Heng retracted his tongue and whispered in her ear. His hot breath made her feel weak all over, and her struggles gradually became less intense.
Lin Jiayun reached the back and had completely forgotten what struggle meant. She could only cover her mouth to prevent any sound from coming out.

But just when Gu Heng was about to go a step further, Lin Jiayun probably felt that the experience time was over. This time she broke free from Gu Heng very resolutely, then stood up, tidied up her messy clothes, looked into his eyes and said, "You can continue, but you have to tell me what our relationship is now?"

Gu Heng met her gaze.

"What kind of relationship do you want?"

"I want to be your girlfriend."

"can."

Gu Heng's decisive answer was a little beyond Lin Jiayun's expectations, but he continued: "The only kind of girlfriend."

"Okay."

This time, Gu Heng's answer was still very decisive.

But then, Gu Heng's words made her feel cold in her heart.

"But besides my girlfriend, I also have babes, babies, and babes, so that should be okay, right?"

These words were so despicable that Lin Jiayun wanted to pounce on her and bite her.

Gu Heng ignored her murderous gaze and smiled harmlessly, "I didn't lie to you, did I? I said you are my only girlfriend, and that means you are my only girlfriend.

But a girlfriend is a girlfriend, a baby is a baby, they should be different, right? "

"impossible!"

She had been waiting for such a long time just to wait for a high-quality man like Gu Heng. Now that she had met him, she was asked to accept this treatment which was no different from being kept by someone. How could she accept this?

If she was being kept, she would have given herself up when she was in college. Why would she keep it until now?
Facing Lin Jiayun's refusal, Gu Heng shrugged indifferently: "I can give you everything that a girlfriend can enjoy."

"So what can you give me?"

Without saying anything, Gu Heng directly transferred 20 yuan, the maximum transfer amount on WeChat, to Lin Jiayun's WeChat account. He showed the transfer interface in front of her and stared into her eyes again: "Except love, I can give you everything."

　This chapter has been revised three times by the reviewer, and I have fought wits and courage with the reviewer three times. The fourth time is coming. If it is revised again, I really can't do anything.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)