289: Chapter 289 Oh no! This guy can use the internet!

At the urging of a few classmates, Jiang Ye, Ye Cheng, and Fang Wei, who hadn't fully recovered from the "godmother" shock, walked into Xin Hong Ji Restaurant together.

As they walked, Fang Wei couldn't help but keep stealing glances at Ye Cheng's face, his heart itching with unbearable curiosity.

He racked his brains but couldn't figure out how his Buddy, who used to be a bit of a closet flirt and occasionally a little... abstract around Girls, managed to land a beauty of this caliber.

What does this Girl see in him? The strong wind on the back of his electric scooter? His habit of spouting nonsense all day long?

Jiang Ye shot him a glance, nudged him lightly with an elbow, and lowered his voice:

"Little Wei, mind your manners, your eyeballs are about to fall out. You're making my friend Jiang Ye look like a country bumpkin, embarrassing me."

"I'm just purely curious, damn it!"

Fang Wei's face darkened. He averted his eyes and retorted in a low, annoyed voice, "Curious about which of your sister-in-law's eyes wasn't open when she decided to take a liking to you? Look at her, and then look at you... Huh?"

He stopped mid-sentence as if he'd discovered a new continent, leaning in to scrutinize Jiang Ye's face closely:

"Holy shit? Are you wearing makeup? Why do I feel like you've gotten handsomer? This skin... Did you get hydrating injections or something?"

Feeling secretly pleased, Jiang Ye raised his hand and stroked his smooth chin, a hint of humble-bragging beginning to leak out:

"Get lost! What grown man wears makeup? I've just finally gotten past puberty, my hormones are balanced, so my skin naturally improved! Don't you know what they say about men changing dramatically at eighteen?"

He paused, then pointed at the radiantly smiling Ye Cheng beside him, correcting, "Also! Let me formally correct your address. Call her 'sister-in-law'! What's with this 'sister-in-law' and 'brother's wife' nonsense? Show some respect!"

"What's wrong with calling her 'sister-in-law'? I'm already being polite by not calling her 'daughter-in-law' directly, considering... uh..."

Fang Wei's words abruptly cut off, the cheeky remark he was about to make swallowed back hard — Jiang Ye, seemingly checking the time, casually unlocked his phone screen, flashing the Alipay balance interface right past his eyes.

That glaring "30,000.00", while not an astronomical figure, was impactful enough for college students like them who had just started internships, generally hovering around a monthly salary of three thousand.

Satisfied with his reaction, Jiang Ye shook his phone. "Call her 'sister-in-law', and call her sincerely. This... is tomorrow's activity fund. You pick the place, you choose the activities. How about it, Brother Wei?"

Fang Wei looked up in astonishment, glancing at the phone, then carefully scrutinizing his Buddy's outfit — the down jacket, the pants, the shoes... couldn't name the brands but they clearly looked high-end.

He suddenly grabbed Jiang Ye's arm, pulling him aside, and lowered his voice:

"Damn! Jiang Ye! Where did you get so much money? And these clothes... Did you get into those 'blink-blink, open-mouth' online loans? Just to chase this woman and put on a show?"

The more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed, his face changing color. "Buddy, I'm telling you, you can't mess with that stuff! Robbing Peter to pay Paul can drive a person to ruin!"

Jiang Ye was about to trot out the "forex trading" excuse he used to fool his mom and Ye Cheng, but seeing Fang Wei's "I know you too well" look, he swallowed the words back.

Oh right, in Fang Wei's eyes, he was still slaving away delivering food not long ago. Suddenly getting rich was indeed suspicious.

A reason like forex trading might fool his mom who didn't understand finance, or Girls like Ye Cheng and Su Ning who didn't know his past, but it clearly wouldn't fool Fang Wei who knew him inside out.

He scratched under his cap, glanced at the worried-looking Fang Wei beside him, and decided to go with a more "down-to-earth" explanation:

"Well... Little Wei, actually... Buddy got himself a sugar daddy."

"A sugar daddy? You? You might as well say you went into forex trading! At least that sounds like a proper pipe dream!"

"...Alright, not lying. Actually, I really did go into forex trading."

"Go die, you bastard."

Fang Wei instinctively wanted to spit on the ground to express disdain. The "he" sound of "hetui!" was already primed when, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a diligent cleaning lady mopping the floor nearby suddenly looking up, her gaze sharp.

"..."

His Adam's apple bobbed. He forcibly swallowed that mouthful of saliva, changing it to a dry "I spit on you!" Then he pointed at Jiang Ye's face, intending to call him "a toad lusting after swan meat."

But looking at Jiang Ye's face, which was indeed several degrees handsomer than six months ago, with skin so good it was unbelievable, the accusation stuck in his throat. He could only withdraw his hand resentfully and stubbornly jut out his chin:

"Anyway, I just don't believe it!"

"..."

Jiang Ye was completely out of ideas. He simply waved Ye Cheng over, giving her a meaningful look: (Prove to this idiot that I'm being kept by you!)

Ye Cheng received the signal, raising a delicate eyebrow slightly: (Acting again? Is your life just one big stage?)

Jiang Ye continued blinking, emphasizing with his eyes: (Don't flash your wealth, understand? I'm dressed like this. What if this guy asks to borrow money? It's the New Year season!)

Ye Cheng instantly understood, her eyes confirming: (Oh oh, makes sense!)

The next second, the sweet and well-behaved image Ye Cheng had been maintaining vanished. Her smile slowly faded, and the aura around her abruptly shifted.

She lifted her wrist, glanced at the expensive-looking watch, then reached out with a slender hand, gently patting Jiang Ye's cheek, her tone flat:

"Xiao Ye, mind the time. My time as Ye Chengs formal is precious. This little reunion gets one hour. At eight, I must return to the Ye Group. President Su has a merger case waiting for my final signature."

Watching Ye Cheng instantly switch from campus goddess to domineering female CEO, Jiang Ye felt immensely gratified, almost giving her a thumbs-up on the spot.

Cheng Cheng's acting skills, her improvisation... with a bit more polishing, she could be shoved straight into a film crew!

Ye Chengs formal...

We wouldn't even bother with ordinary crews. At the very least, it'd have to be a female-lead script!

"...?"

Fang Wei, standing to the side, was completely baffled by this performance. His mouth agape, he looked at Ye Cheng, whose aura now seemed ten feet tall and radiated dominance, then turned to scrutinize Jiang Ye beside him, dressed in brand names and now "obediently" nodding.

Although he was extremely unwilling to accept the premise of "good Buddy gets kept by a rich lady," it seemed...

Given the current situation, plus Jiang Ye's sudden "glow-up" and "financial power," this was the only logical explanation?

He scratched his head, half-believing, half-doubting, pulled out his phone, and muttered quietly, "The Ye Group? Ye Chengs formal? Never heard of it... Is it a big company? Let me ask Doubao..."

Jiang Ye and Ye Cheng both paled simultaneously.

Oh no!

Damn it, we've run into someone who knows how to use the internet!

"Alright, alright, stop dawdling!"

Jiang Ye reacted swiftly, clamping a hand over Fang Wei's: "That Doubao thing is shady and sarcastic, what can it tell you? Hurry up and find the private room upstairs. Did you come here to eat or to chat?"

Fang Wei went "Oh," also feeling it was somewhat impolite to look up his Buddy's "sugar daddy's" background in the hallway, and put his phone away.

As long as his Buddy didn't get into those deadly online loans.

As for being kept...

Whether that's stupid or awesome for a man depends entirely on the sugar daddy's looks and power.

And this guy Jiang Ye...

Obviously hit the jackpot!