My Virtual Girlfriend-Chapter 435

Thinking this, Chen Yan took out his phone, logged into his secondary QQ account, and sent a message to "Yang Rou."

[What have you been up to recently?]

....

Yang Nuannuan had not been doing well recently. The main reason was that she had accidentally revealed her parents’ secret from years ago.

Although she now returned to her true self, becoming a bit rebellious and dark, she was very cold to Yang Rou.

But, it must be said, there was still a tender part in her heart.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have taken care of Yang Rou for over a decade.

Aside from the thought "she was just trying to please her mother, who did not love her," deep down, doesn’t she feel pained and attached to her mother?

So, after exposing her mother’s biggest secret to Chen Yan, Yang Nuannuan completely gave up on the idea of being with Chen Yan under an alias.

Because she lost the only goal in her life, her mood declined drastically over the past few days.

After all, her dad didn’t love her, her mom didn’t love her, and the world didn’t love her either. Even the person she liked didn’t like her...

She was like an illegal immigrant who was out of place in this world, enduring the world’s malice and sinking little by little.

She had struggled, trying her best to play the role of a good girl over the years.

But... what’s the use of being a good girl?

Wasn’t she still alone at school, still doing household chores, laundry, cooking, and cleaning? Wasn’t she still unloved?

So, perhaps because she had completely lost hope in Chen Yan, it became the last straw that broke her.

From then on, Yang Nuannuan lost interest in life and also lost joy.

Every day, she went to classes she didn’t like, learned subject matter she didn’t enjoy, saw people she didn’t want to see.

Because she no longer pretended, she went from a well-known obedient girl, an excellent student, to a degenerate sleeping in class, staring at the landscape.

Her grades plummeted, and she resigned from all her class duties and student government positions.

Her condition actually scared a lot of people.

Whether it was the instructors or some friends she knew, they all wanted to talk to her about life.

But she just faced them coldly. Gone was her previous warmth and amiability. Cold as ice, cold as... Yang Rou.

Many people around her speculated whether she had suffered a heartbreak or a family incident, but she never directly responded.

Today was no different. Yang Nuannuan arrived at the classroom as usual.

In truth, she didn’t want to come, but she found... if she didn’t come to the classroom, there seemed nowhere else to go. So, she came.

She appeared soulless, indifferent to her classmates’ somewhat peculiar glances, and went to the most secluded corner in the back row of the classroom.

Then she put on her headphones, lay down on the desk, and fell asleep.

She didn’t know how long she had slept.

Finally, it was the noise in her headphones that woke her up.

Yang Nuannuan lifted her head and looked around the classroom.

The familiar middle-aged male teacher, with only a few strands of hair left, was speaking in a monotone voice, teaching contents that were already in the textbook. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

The familiar classmates were sitting in the classroom as before, some attentive, some distracted, some whispering to each other.

A breeze blew through, warm and fragrant with the scent of flowers.

Looking bewildered at the flower bed outside the three-story building, Yang Nuannuan belatedly realized that winter had passed...

Having regained her focus from the grogginess of waking up, Yang Nuannuan took out her phone and saw there was someone looking for her on QQ.

She originally had no mood to chat on QQ, but thinking it might be someone seeking her for something, she still opened QQ to check.

[What have you been up to recently?]

Looking at the familiar nickname, Yang Nuannuan felt no fluctuations in her heart.

She replied, [Life is like stagnant water. I am struggling within it.]

.....

Chen Yan, who was eating breakfast, received a message from "Yang Rou" and looked forward to it.

But when he opened the message, a silent question mark appeared in his mind: ?

It couldn’t be that bad.

Although the company had indeed encountered some difficulties recently, it was not to the extent of "stagnant water."

But if it was just about Yang Rou, that might be possible.

After all, she had been working from nine to nine, with no holidays for two years straight.

Saying she’s struggling in stagnant water might not be wrong.

Thinking this, Chen Yan replied, [Perhaps you just lack some passion.]

.....

Yang Nuannuan, perhaps having lost all hope by now,

also became less cautious in chatting.

Seeing Chen Yan’s reply, she responded expressionlessly, [Passion? Is that something you can have at any time?]

Shortly after, Chen Yan’s reply arrived, [To be fair, not always. But I can bring it to you.]

Seeing Chen Yan’s message, Yang Nuannuan paused, then asked, [How will you give it to me?]

Chen Yan said, [Want to take a gamble with me and make some money?]....

.....

After chatting with "Yang Rou" for a short while, Chen Yan successfully persuaded her to join him in foreign exchange trading and rediscover the feeling of a racing heart.

And "Yang Rou" agreed to go to Hong Kong to handle some procedures and open an account. Then transfer some money there.

Seeing "Yang Rou" agree so readily, Chen Yan thought to himself that when he "acknowledged" her in the future, he must remind her. There were so many scammers online; one shouldn’t trust people so easily!

He was just a net friend, and after a few words, she agreed to trade foreign exchange with him.

If she encountered a scammer, wouldn’t she be swindled out of her money and possibly more?

....

Meanwhile, Yang Nuannuan stared blankly at the chat history.

"Foreign exchange?"

"Leverages of dozens of times?"

"A thrilling win? A devastating loss?"

Yang Nuannuan looked at the chart sent by Chen Yan and suddenly felt as if a little flame had sparked in her life.

"It seems like an interesting thing."

"At least it’s exciting..."

"More thrilling than bungee jumping."

She had thought about going bungee jumping on the weekend to wake up her dull life.

Now, Yang Nuannuan seemed to have found something slightly interesting...

So, she picked up her phone and sent a WeChat message to her mother, [Mom. Let’s open a foreign exchange account in Hong Kong sometime. I want to try foreign exchange trading.]

.....

Not long after chatting with "Yang Rou," Chen Yan received a call from Yang Rou asking for leave.

On the phone, Yang Rou suddenly said she needed to take a few days off.

Chen Yan pretended to be oblivious and asked her what she was going to do.

She only mentioned going to Hong Kong to deal with some private matters.

Chen Yan didn’t expose her and gladly agreed.

In the end, it takes a "con" of his own to make a workaholic take a break from a company that’s in "turbulent times."

This once again confirmed Chen Yan’s suspicion about the identity of that married author...

......

After chatting with Yang Rou and finishing his meal, Lu Man took her time coming out of the bedroom.

As a driven celebrity with natural beauty, Lu Man still had high standards for her makeup.

Therefore, it was normal for her to spend over an hour on makeup.

And perhaps because actresses need outstanding makeup skills, even though Lu Man had natural beauty, Chen Yan often saw her without makeup and still found her attractive. But after she put on makeup, she was definitely stunning.

It was a different feeling.

So, Chen Yan sweetly complimented her, "Wow. A fairy descended to earth~"

No woman dislikes compliments from the man she loves. Even the widely-admired Lu Man was no exception.

She gave a proud smile and then walked over, looking down at Chen Yan with satisfaction, and said, "You realize my beauty now, huh?"

"Hmm-hmm. Shouldn’t you greet your Man Man Queen?"

Hearing Lu Man’s words, Chen Yan was stunned for a moment then involuntarily looked toward the plush toy she had been holding on the sofa.

The toy was a skin from Chenyu Game’s first blockbuster game: Mudman Ultimate Elimination.

Named... Queen Qiao Qiao.

It was a secret skin in the game that Chen Yan had set up specially to cheer up Yu Qiao Qiao.

It gradually became popular among gamers.

When the company was creating related merchandise, they naturally chose it.

However... he didn’t expect Lu Man to notice it.

Now, she was using it as a hint to him.

Thinking about it, Chen Yan smiled and made up an answer, "What Queen or Queen. You are my princess."

While Lu Man felt happy inside, she did not give up and said, "A princess? Wouldn’t that make Qiao Qiao my mother?"

"No, that won’t do, that won’t do."

Chen Yan hugged the little fairy close and coaxed her, "Then how about... a little fairy?"

Lu Man leaned against Chen Yan’s chest, twirling his hair with her fingers, and said, "Isn’t that too common?"

Chen Yan, "A little demon?"

Lu Man clicked her tongue, "That’s even more common than a fairy."

Chen Yan spread his hands, "Then I’m out of ideas."

"That’s all the vocabulary I have."

Hearing Chen Yan’s words, Lu Man pouted playfully, "I don’t care~ You created a character for Qiao Qiao. I want one too~~"

Chen Yan found it a bit funny and exasperating.

He had never expected that the character he created would one day lead to his girlfriends becoming jealous and demanding roles in the game...

So, he said, "Okay okay, I’ll add one for you too."

Lu Man pouted her lips, "I want to be included in the new game."

Chen Yan replied, "Um. Sure..."

Lu Man stated, "And I want my game to be more popular than Qiao Qiao’s."

Chen Yan laughed, "You have quite a few demands."

"How can I guarantee that?"

Lu Man climbed off Chen Yan’s body and straddled him, grinding against him while coquettishly saying, "I believe in you~~ Please, Chen Yan~~~"

Sure enough, a girl’s coquettishness is a killer move.

A pretty girl being coy is something special.

And when a beautiful, adored celebrity like Lu Man acts spoiled, it’s simply irresistible.

At that moment, Chen Yan felt as if his health bar had been drained.

Thus, he could only hold Lu Man, somewhat distractedly saying, "Alright~ I agree to everything."

As for why he was distracted, it was because his attention was focused elsewhere.

But upon hearing Chen Yan’s agreement, Lu Man smiled happily, then jumped off him and said, "Then it’s a deal. I’m entrusting this mission to you~"

"I’ll be checking the new game~~"

"Mei Li is downstairs to pick me up already. I’m off then. Bye~~"

Saying this, Lu Man grabbed her little purse and dashed off, disappearing in a flash.

She was like the wind itself...

Watching Lu Man’s retreating figure vanish behind the door, Chen Yan shook his head with a smile.

That was why he liked so many trees.

Each tree was unique, possessing its own charm: some pure, some gentle, some alluring, some humorous. It was these vibrant colors in life that made it rich and diverse.

Chen Yan had no ill intentions. He simply wanted to bring these colors home, to cautiously use them himself and make life beautiful...

...

What he promised Lu Man, he intended to do.

After going to the company, Chen Yan especially visited the design department of Fat Phoenix and suggested adding a new skin to the new game.

The template for the skin would be built based on Lu Man.

As for the style of the clothes, Chen Yan asked Fat Phoenix to contact Mei Li and choose one of Lu Man’s most iconic photos as the blueprint.

Fat Phoenix accepted this request with a slightly strange expression, and after some deliberation, discreetly told Yu Qiao Qiao.

As a staunch supporter of Yu Qiao Qiao within the company, Fat Phoenix firmly sided with her whenever anything threatened her position in Chen Yan’s heart.

After arranging the matter of the skin, Chen Yan did not return to work but planned to take a trip to Tiandu.

After all, he was going to use the money he earned from his profession on the Strong Buy Card.

However, using the Strong Buy Card required seeing the target first. So Chen Yan thought about paying a visit to the potential targets...

...

While Chen Yan was acquiring the remaining 20 percent of Headline Technology’s shares,

Yang Rou and Yang Nuannuan were sitting on a plane headed to Hong Kong.

As the plane took off, the silent mother and daughter did not exchange words.

Yang Rou looked at Yang Nuannuan several times but hesitated and stopped herself. She showed none of her usual assertive or seductive demeanor that she had when interacting with Chen Yan.

Seated next to her, Yang Nuannuan wasn’t wearing glasses; her black hair lay smoothly over her shoulders. Dressed in a black outfit, her black pupils looked unfocused.

She was reading a book titled "Low IQ Crimes," expressionless and utterly ignoring the glances her mother cast her way.

Seeing her daughter persistently ignoring her, Yang Rou hesitated for a moment but finally spoke up, "Nuan Nuan, why did you suddenly want to try your hand at foreign exchange and futures?"

Hearing her mother, Yang Nuannuan showed no reaction and continued reading.

After a moment, she even turned a page, as if to prove she was still alive, yet had no intention of acknowledging her mother.

Yang Rou sighed softly, looking at her daughter’s indifference.

However, just being able to ask that question was already not easy for her.

So, she withdrew her gaze, her face once again settling into an emotionless expression. She put on her headphones, leaned against the seat, closed her eyes, and started to listen to music.

She felt her daughter was drifting further away from her. But... she seemed more familiar, too.

Just like her younger self.

Only, more extreme, colder, with a hint of greenness and naivety.

Yang Rou wasn’t sure if this was good or bad.

Maybe good?

Maybe not?

She wasn’t clear about it.

All she could do was take care of this child in her own way...

The entire flight passed without a word exchanged between mother and daughter.

If not for their sitting together, with a resemblance between their eyes and brows, no one would suspect they were traveling together.

Even when the first-class flight attendant came to offer service several times, the two of them did their own things, never speaking a word for each other.

It wasn’t until they were on the way to the hotel in a car that Yang Nuannuan spoke her first words to Yang Rou, "I just wanted to play around."

Her words were abrupt, but Yang Rou understood.

She glanced at her daughter and asked, "Is the five million enough?"

Yang Nuannuan nodded.

Silence fell between them once again.

A long time passed.

Then, Yang Nuannuan suddenly asked, "Mom, do you know what love is?"

At her daughter’s words, a flicker of confusion crossed Yang Rou’s clear eyes.

In her life, she had never truly loved anyone.

The person she loved most was only herself.

Seeing no response from Yang Rou, Yang Nuannuan didn’t press further.

After another moment, she began to say, "My dad..." but upon catching her mother’s frowning glance, she cut off and changed her words, "Zhao Qingtian called me a few days ago."

Hearing the revised reference, Yang Rou’s brows relaxed, and she indifferently said, "What did he say?"

Yang Nuannuan shook her head, "Nothing much."

"Just some small talk. He asked about my well-being."

Yang Nuannuan expressed these thoughts simply because she felt a bit pressured and wanted to chat with her mother.

But Yang Rou suddenly furrowed her brow.

"He said nothing? Just asked about you?"

Yang Nuannuan, "Hmm."

Yang Rou’s frown deepened even more.

After a while, she said, "Has he contacted you often before?"

Yang Nuannuan thought for a moment, then shook her head. "Once a year, sometimes once every two years."

Yang Rou was silent, quietly pondering.

Shortly, she said, "This isn’t right. Wait for me to talk to Chen Yan about it."

"Chen Yan?" Upon hearing this name, Yang Nuannuan looked at her mother, unclear how this matter was connected to Chen Yan.

Seeing her reaction, Yang Rou explained, "You don’t understand. Zhao Qingtian is a very utilitarian and controlling person."

"Just because you carry his blood, he has always considered you his daughter."

Yang Nuannuan was baffled.

Yang Rou continued, "It’s the same with me. At most, I’m just his business partner. Yet, he always wanted me to be his woman."

"So, over the years, he hasn’t been short of schemes against us."

"Not long ago, he made a move against Chen Yan, but Chen Yan fought back."

"His contacting you now clearly indicates he has other motives."

"I’m waiting to have a proper talk with Chen Yan. To check for any loose ends."

Hearing her mother’s words, Yang Nuannuan was momentarily stunned then said, "My dad... Zhao Qingtian wanted to make a move against Chen Yan?"

Yang Rou nodded.

Yang Nuannuan bit her lip, her gaze filled with conflict and uncertainty...

...

While Yang Rou and Yang Nuannuan were discussing Chen Yan, Chen Yan himself had left Qin Island and was on his way to Tiandu on an airplane.

After the plane landed, it was still Song Chuang and Jiang Xiaoyun who picked him up.

Upon seeing Jiang Xiaoyun again, Chen Yan noticed that the girl had become more lively and her eyes were even more beautiful.

That pair of animated eyes, as expressive as if they could speak; even without the ability to articulate, they easily revealed her joy.