Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“He must have done a good job if he made a baby with you in one night, I suppose,” said Li Baoyi in amusement

Shui Miaomiao, “…”

What was she saying?

Shui Miaomiao slapped Li Baoyi on the forehead, “Go aside and play.”

“Heh, heh,” Li Baoyi was not angry at all, she smiled and said, “Let’s just drop it. I have something even more astonishing to tell you.”

“What?” asked Shui Miaomiao.

“Huanchen Group might buy our GBB company. If it is bought, we will not need sponsors. It would be a huge windfall for us,” said Li Baoyi happily.

“How do you know that? Is the news reliable? Didn’t you say that the Huanchen group didn’t like our GBB last time?” asked Shui Miaomiao suspiciously.

“Don’t forget that my elder brother is in the venture capital department of the Huanchen group. Today, their boss directly issued to re-evaluate GBB. I guess there is some kind of drama. Otherwise, he can’t ask the Venture Capital Department to evaluate,” said Li Baoyi as if there was such a thing indeed.

There was a flash of light in Shui Miaomiao’s eyes, and she replied, “I wish it is true.”

If Huanchen Group buys GBB, they would naturally have more sponsors. The Ouxiang Flooring Company could just get lost anywhere they wanted.

There wouldn’t be any contact between her and Shen Mochen anymore!

“My brother even said their President of the Huanchen group is very handsome. Many girls love him, but my brother said his heart is as malicious– that’s how handsome he is. There used to be an actress who stripped nude and laid on his bed, and he abruptly chased her away. The actress was blacklisted by him the next day. His means were quick, malicious, and aimed well. He is someone who carries stuff resolutely,” gossiped Li Baoyi.

“It seems that if we see this person accidentally, we must get away as far as possible. A careless step on the minefield, we would be dead,” said Shui Miaomiao.

“Hey, can you not be so timid? Go ahead. Go ahead, conquer him, challenge him, possess him, sleep with him,” said Li Baoyi wretchedly to Shui Miaomiao as she lifted her eyebrow.

Shui Miaomiao patted Li Baoyi on the shoulder, chucked a little, “I will pass this glorious task to you. If you fail, I’ll do my duty by helping you to bury your body.”

“Shui Miaomiao, you are really annoying. Get lost.”

11:50

Shen Mochen turned on the radio of GBB on time. He sat in front of the round table gracefully, with his right leg resting on his left leg, his back resting on the chair, and his right hand stirring the coffee spoon gently.

The light of the orange lamplight above him fell on his body, enveloping a layer of hazy downy beauty on his body.

“Good evening, everyone, and welcome to tonight’s Not Guarding Tonight. I’m your host, Shuishui,” the soft, lively, and sweet voice of Shui Miaomiao was coming from the radio.

Shen Mochen’s face lit up with a meaningful smile.

What a little fox.

A song with a thick feeling of autumn melody was heard.

“Shuishui personally likes this song very much. There is a tint of warm affection in the faint sadness. Now it is early summer, but the evening can be freezing. I hope you pay attention to wearing thick clothes. The body is the capital of the revolution. Okay, now I’ll answer the call from our first listener friend today,” Shui Miaomiao skillfully changed the switch to answer calls.

“Hello, good day,” Shui Miaomiao’s voice was still very cheerful.

“Hey, Shuishui,” It was a hoarse male voice.

“Huh?”

“Your name is Shuishui, which means water in Chinese. I want to ask you why. Are you very wet?” asked the man, obscenely and eagerly.