My Virtual Girlfriend-Chapter 384: So Yang Rou is the author!

He had barely received the Alipay account number when the other party asked, "Oh, I still don’t know what to call you. Your surname is...?"

Chen Yan reflexively replied with the word "Chen," and said, "You can just call me Mr. Chen."

After sending that, Chen Yan suddenly felt some regret.

Why had he told the other party his name?

Could that person really be trying to deceive him?

The way he was now, why did it feel like he was an old man being gradually lured into a trap?

At first, he was full of confidence: How could someone deceive me?

My safety awareness is so strong. As long as I don’t make any moves, what can the other party do to me?

I have my cellphone in my hand; how could they steal my money?

But, as the other party’s questions became more organized and incremental, due to his lowered guard and curiosity about the deception techniques, he would gradually leak information.

As a result, when his mind couldn’t keep up and he carelessly made a move, he could end up getting swindled out of his money!

The more Chen Yan thought about it, the more it seemed to make sense!

So, he quickly warned himself to absolutely not reply to the other party anymore, and to avoid getting scammed for information!

And in his heart, he also grew suspicious about the identity of this female author.

What exactly did this woman do?

Could she really be some con artist?

Writing books on one hand and scamming money on the other? Are authors these days all so keen on side hustles?

As he was scatterbrained, suddenly, his cellphone buzzed with a vibration.

Chen Yan looked down at the screen and discovered an alert from his Alipay app.

"Your Alipay account has received 280,000 Yuan."

Chen Yan: ??

What the hell!

What exactly is going on?

Thinking this, Chen Yan wanted to quickly open Alipay to see what had happened.

But just then, suddenly, he heard the "ding~" of a message alert near his ear.

After getting into the car, Chen Yan had muted his phone, so the sound wasn’t from his device, but from... Yang Rou’s phone next to him.

Chen Yan couldn’t help but glance at Yang Rou’s phone.

He then saw an alert pop up on Yang Rou’s phone.

"Your bank card ending in 8666 has made a transaction of RMB 280,000.00 to Alipay, available balance RMB 3,948,477.59. [China Construction Bank]"

At that moment, Chen Yan: ??

He involuntarily looked at Yang Rou’s face, bewildered.

Possibly because Chen Yan’s gaze was too unabashed, Yang Rou noticed his look and turned her head to look at him.

Their gazes met in the air.

Chen Yan was shocked, while Yang Rou was puzzled.

She glanced at Chen Yan and then gently opened her lips, asking, "What’s wrong? Mr. Chen."

Chen Yan took another look at Yang Rou, trying to discern her expression.

But whether it was because Yang Rou was a good actress, or she truly "didn’t know Chen Yan’s identity," her face remained completely clueless.

A realization flickered through Chen Yan’s mind:

’Yang Rou doesn’t know that I am her reader??’

’I am actually reading her book?!’

Thinking this, Chen Yan suddenly found the world to be strangely wonderful.

But he also found this situation quite fascinating, so he quickly gathered himself and said with a smile, "It’s nothing. I just suddenly thought of something else."

Yang Rou gave him a curious glance.

She clearly felt like he was hiding something.

But, being usually reserved, she didn’t pursue it further and just nodded, subtly moving to the side and picked up her phone, tapping away at the screen.

After a moment, "buzz, buzz," Chen Yan felt a vibration in his hand.

He picked up his phone and looked.

"Did you receive the money, Mr. Chen?"

Chen Yan covertly glanced at Yang Rou, feeling... that everything was now painfully obvious...

....

Meanwhile.

Yang Rou’s fingers also paused and she pressed the send button.

"Woosh~~"

"Nuan Nuan, why did you suddenly ask me to transfer 280,000 Yuan via Alipay?"

After sending the message, Yang Rou put down her phone, her brow slightly furrowed as she looked out of the car window, lost in thought.

She felt that recently her daughter had become more unrecognizable.

Previously, she thought her daughter was obedient, sensible, and adorable.

It made her feel that what she had done when she was young was the right thing.

But recently, she suddenly felt a bit confused about that past action.

Was her choice back then right or wrong?

Why has it turned out like this?

What exactly had happened to her daughter, suddenly changing completely?

As she pondered, she glanced over at her boss beside her.

Chen Yan was there tapping his screen, seemingly chatting with someone.

Yang Rou couldn’t help but recall how Chen Yan had looked at her earlier. Then she belatedly remembered that her phone wasn’t on silent.

’Mr. Chen probably didn’t expect that he’d be so careless about such matters, having to go out for a meeting and still not putting his phone on silent, right?’

Yang Rou rubbed her temples.

She felt that she had indeed been more frazzled recently, losing her usual meticulousness and composure.

Thinking this, she muted her phone and then checked QQ, where Yang Nuannuan had already replied.

Just two simple words, "No worries."

Yang Rou couldn’t help but recall seeing Yang Nuannuan’s cold demeanor that mirrored her own, and her brow furrowed slightly before she began to type on her screen...

.....

At that moment, Chen Yan had also finished typing on QQ and sent his message.

"I received it. Why did you send me so much money?"

After sending it, he looked up at Yang Rou, and sure enough, she was replying.

Chen Yan internally confirmed again the identity of this female author.

He couldn’t help but recall the information this female author had previously told him.

"Single," "with a teenage daughter," "lives on Qin Island," "talented."

Chen Yan felt like he really had a pig’s brain.

Such obvious information, and he hadn’t even considered it might be Yang Rou.

’However...’

He couldn’t help but look at Yang Rou again.

’Sister Rou is usually so aloof and proper. Who knew she was like this in private...’

Chen Yan thought it really was true: Don’t judge a book by its cover.

But, it made sense. Yang Rou had been single for so many years, supposedly without any romantic life, so she must need some outlets.

Chen Yan thought: Understandable.

Also, he felt it best not to reveal his own identity.

Otherwise, letting people know that Yang Rou, such a frosty lady boss, actually liked to write that kind of coercive boss romance, would probably kill her social life!

.......

Meanwhile.

Yang Nuannuan, who had returned home, was responding to Chen Yan while also replying to her mother. She was formulating her plan.

"Turns out it was Chen Yan after all. After validating through Alipay, I finally feel reassured."

"Now, I’ll first give him a few hundred thousand to lower his guard because a grateful woman who is also generous often attracts men’s favor easily."

"Next, I’ll continue to chat with him under this persona. Our ’masks’ are ’peers.’ It can get flirtatious, more thrilling, enhancing our relationship."

"When he actually gets interested in me later, I’ll ask to meet him in person, ’to rush into reality.’"

"When he sees me then, he’ll probably be shocked."

"I’ll pretend to be equally astonished."

"Let him think it’s all fate!"

Thinking this, Yang Nuannuan felt there was nothing wrong with her actions!

Everything was perfect!

And as for that 280,000...

Yang Nuannuan thought, for her family, it really wasn’t significant.

Plus, if she could really catch up with Chen Yan, what’s a few hundred thousand?

Seeing Chen Yan’s rapid developments, Yang Nuannuan thought his net worth could reach billions, even hundreds of billions!

That means competing for the title of the wealthiest person in the country!

This was truly a small investment for a huge return!

So, watching the message Chen Yan sent, she weighed her words and replied,

"Chen Xianshi, actually... I lied to you. I didn’t really owe any money; I just encountered some financial difficulties and needed some funds."

"After learning the information you told me, I also took a big gamble and made hundreds of thousands. This 280,000 is my thanks and apology to you."

"I hope you can forgive me."

After replying to Chen Yan, Yang Nuannuan looked at the message from Yang Rou,

"Nuan Nuan, if you run into any issues, you have to tell me. If the money isn’t enough, I can send you more."

After looking at it, she replied, "Understood."

Then, she sent another message to Chen Yan,

"As for your question about what has been happening recently. Ah, it’s a long story. My daughter suspects I’m dating and isn’t happy about it. So, we had a big argument, and she demanded I delete all male contacts on QQ."

"Really sorry!"....

....

At that moment, in the sedan, Chen Yan was looking at the message from Yang Nuannuan.

He couldn’t help but glance at the perplexed Yang Rou and suddenly felt everything connected...

No wonder Yang Nuannuan left without a word, resigning, moving, severing contacts, going on a trip—no wonder Yang Rou has been distracted these past few days. No wonder this female author deleted him from QQ...

So that’s what was happening!