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I really had no choice but to reluctantly agree to set up a meeting with the "Sister from Messing Around with a Partner."
As soon as San Tong saw that I had agreed, he immediately became lively, using all sorts of playful expressions to please me, almost getting down on his knees.
"Uncle Tiao, Uncle Tiao, come on, have a puff of Hua Zi, I'll light it for you. From now on, it's all up to you, Uncle Tiao."
Sigh, considering the 200 yuan, I endured it.
I never expected that this spirited student from Chaoyang University would end up playing the role of a pimp for someone who had only been in school for less than a year... Truly, life is unpredictable.
I thought to myself, "Alright, let's set it up. Just wait until you have your moment to cry."
Making money is tough; the sun is high at noon, work is really hard. Revenge isn't too high a price; I endured it all afternoon...
I became numb from my patience. Since Sugar Daddy insisted on meeting this "Sister from Messing Around with a Partner," why should I stop him?
Reluctantly, I started typing in the Chat Box for the "Sister from Messing Around with a Partner": "Beautiful Sister, you are truly special; I really like you. Look at us; we are really fated. If there is an afterlife, I would like to become a red dragonfly and land on your snow-white shoulder so I can watch over you every day."
Before long, she replied: "Wow, little brother, hello! How romantic! I like you too! I have a wish as well. If there is an afterlife, my wish is to become a group."
I stared at that message, momentarily frozen in place.
I pondered over it for quite some time.
Suddenly, I had an epiphany. I slapped my thigh and thought to myself, "Wow, my sister is quite the talent! You really know how to make friends!"
I recounted the chat we just had to San Tong word for word.
The more he listened, the more excited he became. His hands moved around restlessly, as if his youthful energy had nowhere to go. I could almost see the dust from his hands on the floor...
When he heard that my sister wanted to form a group, he was overjoyed. He jumped up from his chair as if he wanted to kiss me on the cheek.
"Hehe, that's great! Buddy, it’s all thanks to you! You're so righteous; this is amazing!"
I pushed him away with both hands, disgusted. "Get off, get off! Your saliva! Is this appropriate? It's disgusting! Are we still chatting?"
He looked into my eyes with a depth filled with untold stories and said, "Of course! We must chat! If there's a chance, you have to set it up for me."
Does this sister even need an invitation?
Just based on her online name “Messing Around with a Partner,” you wouldn't even need to say a word; one glance would send her rushing toward the guesthouse.
I felt truly helpless. I covered my forehead and looked at San Tong. "San'er, my dear old buddy! You really seem hungry! It's clear that your thirst for knowledge is incredibly high."
"Well, look at me—growing up under the sunshine of our motherland like a little flower. I need a gentle, beautiful, and... no, a charming gardener to properly nurture me."
Hearing that made me almost gag... it was a real physical kind of nausea...
It's frustrating, who understands family matters? After all, they are Client, and they spent a huge amount of 200.
As Party B, I can only act according to the wishes of Sugar Daddy.
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